#I know this lab from big cat genetics

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

Do you have a snoot noodle or other variation of sighthound? If yes, there’s new heart health research for the breed happening!

A researcher at Texas A&M whose work I’m familiar with is starting a new study looking at genetic factors contributing to heart disease in Borzoi and related breeds. They just put out a call for dog owners who are willing to submit saliva samples & (noodle) medical records. Studies like this need a big sample size! They’re accepting new sign-ups starting now until March 1, 2025, for dogs both in the US and internationally.

Let’s help make some science!

From the study page:

“Background and purpose

Recent research in Borzoi dogs has revealed that dogs of this breed experience sudden, unexplained death. About 85% of sudden, unexplained deaths in humans are linked to an underlying heart disease. Our existing research in Borzoi dogs has shown that they are predisposed to developing arrhythmias (abnormal heart rhythms) and dilated cardiomyopathy (a heart muscle disease causing dilated heart chambers and weak pumping function).

Due to our documentation of the frequency of these conditions in Borzoi dogs, we seek to identify responsible genetic variations similar to what is seen in humans with electrical cardiac diseases that trigger arrhythmias and dilated cardiomyopathy.

The objective of our study is to identify genetic mutations associated with heart disease in Borzoi dogs and document their existence in other sighthound breeds.

What happens in this study

We are collecting saliva samples from both healthy Borzoi and Borzoi dogs affected with arrhythmias and/or dilated cardiomyopathy. We will also collect saliva samples from any other sighthound breeds.

We will extract DNA from these samples and perform genomic sequencing on a select number while retaining the remainder for further screening.By analyzing the sequencing data, we can compare the genes of healthy and affected Borzoi dogs and identify variants linked to their heart conditions. We will also compare the findings in Borzoi dogs to results from other sighthound breeds.

Pet owner responsibilities

A swab kit will be sent to you for at home use along with a link to an instructional video on how to properly obtain a swab of the mouth. The kit will contain equipment to collect the saliva swab, a history form for your pet, a client consent form and a shipping label to return samples to us.

Participation requirements

To participate, you must have a Borzoi dog or a sighthound breed that is either healthy or affected by arrhythmias and/or dilated cardiomyopathy. Pets may be any age or sex. Electronic or paper veterinary medical records will need to be provided.

Benefits and risks of participating

There is little to no risk for taking a brief swab of the mouth for saliva collection if procedures outlined in the video are followed. No individual genetic test results will be provided to study participants.

Compensation

There is no cost to the owner for participating in this study. No compensation will be provided.”

[suzukiblu]

WIP guessing game: "Robin"

Superboy has existed for about six months at best (five months, two weeks, and six days, but who's creepily spying on their fellow heroes and vigilantes? not Tim, for sure) and was created in a lab full of extremely niche genetic experiments whose creators very rarely bothered making look human, which is probably why he has some weird ideas about certain social norms.

Tim assumes that's why the guy just decided to drop a very annoyed Catwoman on him out of nowhere, anyway.

"The fuck?" he says, though through his vocoder it comes out more like the incoherent screeching of the damned. That being, well, the whole purpose of the vocoder and all. Superboy grins down at him from the nighttime sky all bright and sunny and weirdly adorable, for being a lab-grown weapon and a guy who is technically capable of disassembling Tim down to his individual atoms with, like, a touch and about two seconds' worth of thought.

Not that Tim has been creepily spying on anyone or said anyone's Cadmus files, again.

Also Superboy might not even know he can do that yet, so it's really not a smart thing to mention right now.

"Hey, man!" Superboy greets cheerfully. "She was breaking into that big museum a couple blocks over, figured you'd care about that. As opposed to, like, breaking into some rich asshole with insurance's penthouse. Figured you would not have cared about that."

"The museum also has insurance, for the record," Selina informs him sourly as she makes an art of getting off her unceremoniously roof-dumped ass while looking like being on this roof was her idea to begin with. Because, like: Selina. "And has not properly sourced the artifacts in their new Bast exhibit."

I know, that's why I was on my way to the museum to keep an eye out for you, is what Tim does not say, since Robin is supposed to be a splintered aspect of a mysterious all-knowing city spirit given human form and not just, like, a really dedicated teenager surviving on semi-legal energy drinks and conspiracy-board detective work and the occasional occult ritual to summon the Batman.

What he does do is jerkily cock his head and say, "Preyyyyy?", and let his vocoder horribly mangle the word into a sound usually best described as "unholy avian screeching". Superboy beams, which is not a normal reaction to hearing Robin's voice. Selina just rolls her eyes, but Selina of course knows about the whole "really dedicated teenager surviving on semi-legal energy drinks and conspiracy-board detective work and the occasional occult ritual to summon the Batman" thing.

Like she's never summoned the Batman for anything, geez. Or "Bruce", as an eight year-old Dick Grayson had once upon a time decided to randomly dub him. Tim still can't call the eternal and unsleeping eldritch protector of their city that without feeling like he's going to spontaneously combust, but it is in fact a thing that the Batman will answer to.

Might as well call Pennyworth "Alfie", though.

Jason was even worse at names than Dick, Tim is pretty sure.

"Yeah!" Superboy says, sounding still more cheerful and floating down the rest of the way to the roof to land lightly in front of Tim. Selina eyes him in a way that would end very badly for anyone who was not functionally invulnerable. "I mean, she seems cool and all but I dunno, figured the Bat wasn't big on Cats in his territory. And also the criming. Definitely also the criming."

"How . . . find Robin?" Tim asks. Superboy doesn't have enhanced senses, as far as he knows, so . . .

"Oh, I've been stalking you," Superboy explains. Tim blinks behind his unblinking mask and feels several ways about that statement. "That's what you Bats all do when you're interested in somebody, right? So I figured you'd like it if I did it back."

. . . Tim feels several ways about that statement.

[androdragynous]

EFIT THANK YOU ANON ITS AREA 50.5 BY AKRIL15!!!

hi help me find a game for my friend . ANY information about it would be great, we're pretty sure it doesn't exist online any more but I am a miracle worker. anyways

The Game As Remembered By Fusgia:

point and click 2d DeviantArt game of someone's OC / original character, played as a puma / cougar / mountain lion lab experiment with human hands. Goal was to escape / get out of the lab. Plot is barely remembered but there was a globe you can click on and spin and the puma points at a spot to say they could go there / visit. When you get out of the lab you are in a house with a bed overlooking a window

this reddit thread appears to be describing the same game (copied below the break for search indexing), but hasn't had a successful find yet

If you know ANYTHING about this game or the creator, or (miracle upon miracle) you're the creator, please get in touch!! Shares are very welcome!! Kiss

[Browser][2010s] DeviantArt flash game where a big cat must escape an underground lab that has a minor twist ending

EDIT: Realized that my initial estimate of the early to mid 2010s was a few years too late to be correct. My only excuse is that I'm stupid.

Platform(s): Browser

Genre: Point and click. It could possibly be categorized further as an escape the room game.

Estimated year of release: Considering that I played it during or a bit after DeviantArt's heyday, I think it's safe to say that it was at some point in the late 2000s to early 2010s.

Graphics/art style: It was 2d and, if I'm recalling it correctly, had a "yeah I saw Disney movies growing up and now I draw animals in a similar way" style to it.

Notable characters: The main character. They were a puma/cougar/mountain lion, or at the very least a big cat with the same sort of coloration. The big thing about the character was that they had human hands. No, I'm not talking about an anthro character that just happened to have extremely human-looking hands. I mean like a full on quadruped but the front paws were just hands.

Notable gameplay mechanics: I don't think it was super unique mechanically for an escape/point-and-click game. The only weird thing about it came from the fact that the main character could use their hands to interact with the environment rather than the gameplay itself.

Other details:

-The main character is a genetic experiment who, after waiting for the scientist who was either responsible for them or bonded with them to return for a long time, finally decides to escape the underground lab they are being kept in.

-Not sure how right this is, but I want to say that the puma and main scientist were both female. There was also at least one other scientist mentioned that was male.

-The underground lab was basically one big room.

-The game ends with the main character escaping the lab and being found by the side of the road. We then cut to a news report on the character and see that rather than humans, the world is populated by anthropomorphic animals. The main character wasn't an experiment in splicing human and animal genes, but in splicing together anthro and regular animals.

[satuwn]

i have decided to randomly infodump about my lab rats as a way to motivate myself to: 1) revamp existing characters old refs and 2) DRAW THE GD REFERENCES OF THE REST OF THE BITCHES (this will probably take me ages still. alas), more rambly details abt the story and characters under the cut

the main characters: Dr. Kitty Whisker and her twin sibling Happy(tbd), Dr. Brainworms, Gummi (comic relief character mostly), Prof. Fuzzybottom(tbd) and Prof. Snakebite (previously known as prof. pinky, i need to redesign him more heavily)

the side characters (these guys may have side stories of their own but theyre mostly just an excuse for me to design more weird lab rats): Prof. Smartypants - ref to be finished, ferret with a brain of a human, she is my 'authors blatant self insert' into my own story lol; Fishsticks (drawn, a dissected mouse/frog stitched together), (the rest of these dont have names yet) a rat/chick hybrid with funy lil chicken legs, a rat/gator/shark hybrid she is punk and goth and she Bites, a mouse/cat dna mix with a surprisingly tragic backstory that im still working out, more tba

each lab rat represents usually an amalgamation of different experiments as the lab they are in is 'cheap' with their test subjects and likes to Repurpose old, usually failed experiments and do other stuff to them! honestly even if theyre a success they still end up getting experimented on more lol but they are still unimportant enough and the lab big enough where they can hide themselves away and have their own space w/o being actively searched for. ofc the world of the setting is based on our own reality but way more Hyperreal, i dont aim to represent logical feats of science bc a lot of these guys would defs be revolutionary (and impossible) irl lol. i will briefly run down what each main character is a result of but ideally id like to go into more detail when i actually. make the story more visual in whatever format i decide to do (probably experimental and non linear snippets, i dont think im smart enough for a full comic)

Dr. Kitty and Happy are twins! they were the result of an experiment where the scientists were testing if one species of rodent could gestate a different species of rodent just thru a little genetic modification. and that was Happy! he is actually a bunny born from a rat mother and with all rat siblings (one of them being Kitty) hes a bit smaller in stature than a usual bunny being more rat sized but other than that just a bnuuy! further experiments on them was how well skin grafting would work between different yet similar species. it worked for Kitty (hence the bunny ear) but not so much for Happy... both of them had separate experiments done on them also, altho Kitty was more rebellious of the two earning her the shock collar. Happy also had experiments on his fur to make it color changing like a chameleon, as well as some experiments to his eye (tbd)

Dr. Brainworms is actually a sapient amoeba/bacteria type thing, attached to a host body(that happens to be a hairless rat), this host body is her most compatible one as she Can overtake and control other bodies but they start to decay pretty quickly. her history is something she herself is trying to find out as her host body is its own mystery.. is she just an amoeba that gainted sentience? is her mind really her own? was this body maybe always hers? who knows!

Gummi is a jelly belly gummy rat candy brought to life, pretty self explanatory... but shes got a few mysteries of her own! like, why was she even created, for what purpose, i mean who could even do such advanced science anyway to bring an inorganic candy to life, and Why does she keep talking abt a scientist with green gloves when there arent any scientists like that around?

Prof. Fuzzybottom is a rabbit! she used to be just used for breeding new test subjects which left her pretty traumatized not being able to keep any of her children, she became infertile from the stress so she was repurposed for other experiments, like trying to turn her fur to naturally be an unnatural color, and to be more synthetic like faux fur (aka a living plush) she was also blind so they replaced her eyes with a plushy sleeping mask that actually has LEDs inside that are hooked up to her brain to see if they could restore vision thru cybernetics. in her original iteration she was even supposed to be half rat half bunny buut i felt it too much, might still reuse the idea tho! tbh i just wanted a bunny with cute rat hands :3

Prof. Snakebite is not even a lab rat originally, he was simply a pinky rat used to feed the lab snakes, but due to freak circumstances he was actually still alive and after being bitten by a venomous snake, the stress hormones in his little body make him develop rapidly especially in brain power. as he was still very tiny and fragile, he wasnt the best subject to experiment on, but he was fitted with a brain chip originally just to read and analyze his brain development as he was much more advanced in mind than in body (of an almost newborn). after escaping he would upgrade his brain chip to help him utilize more brain power but also lessen the burden on his tiny body that could not handle the strain. he and prof. fuzzybottom are always hanging around each other, fuzzy very often babying him or just helping him out by carrying him and helping him reach places or handle objects, while he begrudgingly tolerates her as she is useful to his needs. also cant admit he appreciates her actually awww

the rest of the side characters are pretty self explanatory, theyre mostly just various animal hybrids and crossbreeds and splices! smh only the main characters get cool powers and shit -_- aside from Prof. Smartypants, after having a ferrets body fitted with a human mind(who doesnt remember the human part almost at all. its just the advanced intellect from it) tries to figure out the weird body dysmorphia with Science Potions aka chemisty. but thats mostly just to give another one of my sonas shapeshifting ablities (go figure) so yah if u read this so far Waow o_o Thank U and also Pls Send me asks abt this. if u want <3 can be questions or just ur thoughts ig!! id love feedback pleas please plea

[weaselle]

i'm not the kind of person who pays much attention to the personal lives of the artists i like

C. J. Cherryh has a large selection of sci-fi/fantasy to read from (she's been publishing books forever and she just had one come out this month (book number 22 in a series, out of 80 published books) and even though i've loved her work and been reading her books for years and years, i didn't know that much about her

but i just looked her up a little bit ago, and it turns out that she lives with her wife :) who is a sci-fi and fantasy artist with a few published books of her own! which really warms the heart.

She got her start writing fanfic of Flash Gordon as a young girl and was first published in the late seventies and i really like her as an author

Some books written by C. J. Cherryh that i particularly enjoy:

Cyteen and Regenesis

These two books together tell one story from her Alliance - Union universe, in which she has set 18 novels, so there will be interesting cross overs if reading the rest.

The story itself follows a girl in a big space lab that genetically designs humans, who discovers that not only is she the clone of the Top Lab Director Super Genius Lady, but TLDSG Lady's pet project is to recreate not just her own body but also her mind, by closely controlling how her clone is raised, trying to mimic the same basic childhood, matched to a computer tutor program written by her, so her clone can grow up to continue the super genius work of TLDSG Lady... but also, not everyone on the space lab is happy about the project, and there have been murders

i personally love this story even more than the other 18 Alliance - Union universe books, all of which are worth a read

The Morgaine Cycle, 4 books

Imagine if Sauron and the one ring never existed and Legolas and Aragorn were combined into one character who discovered his realm was one of many realms that were linked by a sort of Ancient Alien Stonehenge Star Gate system, because on the worst night of his life he meets a woman from the legends of his people riding out from the stones and acting as if the Big Battle she disappeared from happened only minutes before. Her armor is in the old style, her sword is deeply cursed, and he'll have to learn how to pronounce "laser pistol" because there's no translation for it in his language

chefs kiss

The Chanur Series, 5 books

listen to me very carefully:

Cat Alien Space Pirates

okay? but if you need more, it's told entirely from their point of view, and they find the only human anyone has ever seen

wait actually, i should tell you a small running gag that slowly becomes an examination of social themes is the human keeps thinking the cat aliens are "he" because they go shirtless and there's no obvious breasts, but they keep offhandedly correcting the human, telling him "she" because actually the cat alien men aren't legally allowed off planet at all because they are too emotional and prone to fits of rage, and generally thought to not be cut out for complex math. Also (because the cat aliens are based on lions) the cat alien men are alarmingly huge.

there is also a sort of gorilla alien species, but don't worry there are a few really wild and out there alien species too

read up friends!

[mdhwrites]

Ruan Mei: Pure Evil or Misunderstood

TL:DR: I am not about to say Ruan Mei is some pure soul who is just an uwu baby. However, many of her intentions are flatly misconstrued and even fewer have the simple question of "Why?" directed to them. Unless her actions and words are entirely at odds with each other after all, shouldn't we test our hypothesis against her as a person and see if they square at all? Because they just don't.

Okay, let's start with the REAL big crime on her list... Or actually, the lesser of them to most and hence why it's memed more often: 'Resurrecting the Swarm'. I went back and forth on starting with this or the Cake Cats but I think they work better with a foundation on her methods while Skaracabaz lays that better.

So first, bluntly: Her goal was never to 'Resurrect the Swarm'. Hell, that's not even something she could do because the Swarm still exist. We've fought them in reality even before her continuance. The Swarm Disaster is dead but she's not reviving Tayzaronth (if again, that is possible) but just one of THEIR emanators. Could she cause a swarm outbreak on Herta's Spaceship? Sure but that's actually explicitly why we're here because she is not interested in that biproduct of her research. She is not interested in the destruction of the Space Station, why would that even be her goal?

She's actually pretty explicit with her goal: She wants Aeons. She wants to become one and as such must research Aeonic beings. As an emanator, Skaracabaz is an Aeonic being... But then why Skaracabaz? Why remake an emanator when others exist? Hell, others that she can get ahold of pretty easily? Now yes, Herta is a puppet and Screwllum is a machine... But what about Stephen? She knows how to manipulate him. She hides within the SU beneath anyone else's notice and could theoretically get his positional data from when he logs into it. That would be all she needed to get an emanator, because the geniuses are all blessed by Nous directly, thus making them emanators, for her research. One that couldn't fight back and posed no risks and thus would be easier to handle.

That's not one we have an explicit answer to but this is when we get into who she is as a person. Which leaves you less vulnerable to problems occurring outside of your control? Resurrecting the dead or kidnapping someone who is a vital part of a project run by geniuses? Which is even more useful? She makes one mistake and her test subject is now a corpse and the corpses of emanators are not hard to get ahold of in theory, there's been many. Make an emanator though and you can make them over and over and over again, while also proving that you are coming closer and closer to being able to make an Aeon. You need an emanator who has ample biological samples of similar makeup though, i.e. the Swarm who multiply off of one another instead of the genetic inconsistencies of humans, and with historical data that can help fill in other aspects of what it was, which can be accomplished through historical records and the SU. And if you succeed or fail, who cares? Succeed and you have a pet emanator of Propagation that you can freely experiment upon, her excess research actually enabling a better understanding of the Swarm and thus likely better ways to fight the Swarm. Fail and at best, you end up with no emanator like what happened in the continuance. At worse, you nuke the lab and kill the emanator in the process while you wash your hands of it. At absolute worst, you die and the emanator gets to call this galaxy its own which is no different from any other place currently consumed by the Swarm, like wherever Argenti and us flew into.

So then... Why Herta's? Well that's actually pretty damn easy because let's look at those contingencies. The worst case scenario requires no one to be able to pull the pin and destroy the lab. Ruan Mei explicitly set up her lab in an extraneous part of the station that could be destroyed and detached without harm to the rest of the station. Put a dead man switch in her that sends a recording to Asta and/or Herta saying "Hey, I messed up, you have a bug to nuke from orbit, my apologies," and the absolute worst case scenario isn't possible. And you might ask why but...

If she didn't care at all about the effects of her experiments, why make our speech impediment temporary? She has no need to avoid long term harm to us so why not make sure that we lose memory of the whole situation? Or for that matter, why was she concerned about Herta? Remember, she has us come to the meeting explicitly so she can better lie to Herta if Herta has caught on to her experiments and is upset about them. She is actually so concerned about the potential of being attacked on this front that she forgets who Herta is despite how much she analyzes others and their weaknesses. Again, strictly admitted by her when we leave the meeting and she feels silly for having been worried in the first place. She doesn't show it well but she doesn't seem to want to bring harm to others. In fact, that's potentially why she is such a hermit. It's just that she also doesn't care about others own affairs. She'll try and make sure not to destroy an apartment building if she can help it but help you move a couch in there? That sounds like a you problem.

...Though put a pin in that.

Now, even with all of this said, and her own claims to having things under control, she is still absolutely putting lives at risk by reviving Skaracabaz. Even if for the sake of expanding the Circle of Knowledge, it is still morally gray to risk reviving someone that dangerous. Why was that her first go to?

It wasn't. The Cake Cats were.

They were meant to be on par with geniuses, which means they theoretically could have brought Nous' attention upon themselves and became emanators, if they were not just made to be emanators to begin with. Emanators that were easily reproducable, who's values could be tweaked both for control and experimentation and who's only dangerous quality is if you make an evil one who wants to use their non existent hands to build a doomsday device. They are harmless.

And they were never meant to know Ruan Mei existed. Yeah, let's talk about the second catastrophic claim about Ruan Mei finally "She made the cats love her and then abandoned them."

You remember they're failures right? No, this isn't to say they should be abandoned because they're failures but that they did not end up behaving or being anything like Ruan Mei expected. She herself admits they exhibit abnormal behavior and what in Ruan Mei's character says she would have wanted them to worship her like a goddess or mother? She has no interest in connections after all. She only teamed up for the SU because it would further her research. She wants us to entirely forget our main interactions with her. All she cares about is her research, not some sort of idolatry. So... Why do the cake cats worship her?

Because life is fucking weird man. Why is it that so many cake cats who look like our friends also behave like our friends? These things make little sense personality wise and they're amazing for that. The fact that you can put three of these attempted synthetic geniuses on a table and they'll complain about not having a fourth for Celestial Jade is hilarious and very clearly not what Ruan Mei intended.

And as far abandoning them... She's on a space station. The airlock is a much easier option than the one she took for them. Instead, she pulled a Herta and went "Asta, they're now your problem because I have more important research to do." This is COLD but... Is it any different than how Herta treats the Curios in her collection? We only question this more because Ruan Mei deals with the cycle, improvement, evolution and study of living beings. If she coddled all of them that she made though, let every cute face she's put on something make her stick around to research a dead end, she'd never get anywhere and she would start to actively resent her creations. She is not soulless though so what she made she will not then execute if they do not have to be. Skaracabaz is dead because he was a dead end that could not continue existing, nor should have continued existing after research with him was done and we have no reason to think Ruan Mei would have let him live. The cake cats though? There might be something for a mundanite to learn there so let them be cared for and... And maybe she'll come back, if it distresses them so much for her to leave them entirely. Because she does claim to plan to come back and she does still have meetings for the SU to attend every now and then. She can take her snack breaks with her children.

And that gets us to our last point: She's changing. She ended her solitude with the SU and for the first time in a looooong time, she has had people she might consider caring about. Consider her guard down for. Consider putting herself in danger for.

Which brings us to the spoiler section of this blog: The Unknowable Domain. Specifically, its final portion. I'll spoil Ruan Mei's part but it still requires spoiling the twist of it and while it is my least favorite version of the SU, EEEASILY, the ending is still a knock out to me, even if it has some pretty bad problems of its own. Okay? Okay.

Remember that pin I put in earlier? Ruan Mei admits to being concerned about Herta. Hertamei enjoyers rejoice! In fact, she admits to always having been worried about things between Herta and Polka so jealous Hertamei enjoyers especially rejoice! But this is genuinely a big fucking deal. She is admitting to attachment. To something that could be used against her and to caring about anything besides her research, when in her original continuance she at least tries to veil her concerns with it always being that such problems might get in the way of her research. There is no excuse here.

It's even better though. Ruan Mei's Occurrence has her explicitly state that no one else knows about her little slice of SU. However, in giving us safety and help from Polka, she brings us into that slice WITH HERTA. She reveals her safe space and the place from which she could as she pleases in the SU to the person who might get the most upset about it and remove it just to help us. Help us when she didn't need to because as Herta says, Ruan Mei claimed she wasn't coming. Why would she? Polka is the killer of geniuses. Why would Ruan Mei risk ever being in the same galaxy as her, let alone the same room? Not unless there was something she cared about in that room too. The SU isn't in danger though. Herta is not about to ask about the Aeons. This isn't helping her research, just her friends.

Ruan Mei is currently undergoing a metamorphasis of her own but I hope with all of this, you're starting to see why she has always been the Path of Harmony. Why she is in concert with life, even if her own odd, skewed way, instead of actively malicious towards it. Or, bare minimum, that you found this a neat deep dive into her motivations and character, even if you don't agree. I personally still really need to write that Hertamei idea I got of those two words haunting Herta. Maybe I'll see you for that next tale and have a good day.

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A lot of this brought to you thanks to my brother who's second Limited 5 star was Ruan Mei and who he has been digging into ever since and helped give me the insights that expanded into this whole blog. Also, admittedly, this blog comes to you because I think a few of the girls in Star Rail get really shafted into being portrayed as pure evil when everything in Star Rail is more complicated than that. Well, except maybe Dr. Primitive. Fuck that guy.

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[lctibule]

ok some indie thoughts for her modern/more accessible verse bc she's on my mind:

lab born creature, an attempt to create a modern day (weaponized) dinosaur. she's not the first attempt, but is the first semi-successful prototype - the first to survive into adulthood.

not nearly as big as she is in canon, rather somewhere between the size of a cougar and a tiger. ...can still fit your entire head in her mouth though.

still a very rough prototype, she's genetically unstable and kind of sickly (no less powerful for it though)

highly intelligent. like, near human-level. she understands human speech (mostly english but has the capacity to pick others up, 100%) and is overall incredibly clever

escaped her prison of a lab after tricking one of her handlers into making a mistake. she killed him in the process and then proceeded to hunt down every other scent and face she recognized to kill them as well in a very revenge-driven rampage

fled the scene and disappeared into the wilderness, has since been learning to survive on her own

wanders into cities with some regularity, quickly learning that doing so while it's dark is most ideal and to keep to alleyways and even rooftops where possible (fortunately she's a good climber) to avoid too much attention. it's worth the extra effort despite her distrust of humans and fear of capture & re-imprisonment bc there's such easy access to food (she'll scavenge from dumpsters, hunt small animals (yes, including pets :x), and even occasionally snags an unlucky person)

has definitely been spotted a handful of times, leading to a rise in cryptid-like stories being shared of this dinosaur looking creature lurking in dark alleyways with bright orange eyes and crooked teeth that makes strange clicking and cawing sounds

has grown more curious of humans as she's seen more of them and observed more of their behaviour, coming to the conclusion that perhaps not all of them are abusive and wishing to control her. she still doesn't trust easily, but there is the possibility of developing a friendship with her - she likely won't attack without being provoked unless you remind her in some way of her late handlers or creators.

i imagine her being rather like a corvid if she takes an interest in you and/or if you bring her food or something interesting - she might bring you things she finds. there's a good chance these will be shiny or colourful

basically giant reptile-esque stray (feral) cat who wants to know more about you and learn more about everything but might also eat your dog

[green-loser-lover]

Gangreen headcanons

These have zero order or anything it's just a few HCs I have

Skip past Billy's if you don't wanna read like a lot of stuff

Big Billy

He's only half cyclops

His mom is a human

And his dad was a cyclops

But he had two eyes (this is totally possible, ty genetics lessons)

Since his dad didn't really look like a monster and wasn't THAT big he lived in Townsville for a while

Hence how he met Billy's mom

She didn't know at first but didn't mind when she found out

They got married maybe and lived on Monster Isle

But before Billy was born or soon after his dad died so they never met

Billy's mom definitely took amazing care of him though and stayed on Monster Isle

So he had a great childhood

Until he was around ten and he just sort of wondered off (cyclops thing)

He ended up in Townsville

Sadly he has no clue where his mom is

Otherwise he would visit her

She however is in the same place

So a reunion is possible if he ever remembers where his house is

He's super self conscious btw (thinks the gang doesn't care about him but they do)

He loves animals, mostly fluffy ones

HAD a secret pet cat but after a while she passed

She was pretty old and died in her sleep

He took amazing care of her and was inconsolable when he realized she was gone

When he starts crying nothing can stop him

Except sleeping or food

He's the only one who can properly cook

He met Arturo before the met the others

Lil Arturo

He's a huge hugger

It doesn't matter who you are if he decides to hug you you'll get hugged

He definitely steals hair products a lot

He loves doing his hair

Mostly because he gets to use Maria

He does the whole gangs hair for funsies

He loves sugar a scary amount

If/when someone babies him he acts like he hates it

But he actually loves it a lot

Because he was a middle child in a family of like 15

Speaking of his family

After his dad went to jail he (and most of his siblings) got put in foster homes

He wasn't in the worst foster home ever but they were still neglectful

So he ran away

Which is how he met Billy (and later the gang)

He's not allowed to have caffeine of any sort

He curses in Spanish a lot

Or makes mocks people in Spanish when he's pissed

Mostly Ace

Who has caught on a little bit

Grubber

He can totally talk in several languages

He just chooses not to

I think he's a lab experiment that went wrong

The purpose of the experiment was to create a brain serum that could make people smarter

But it would've been made from Grubbers brain

When he figured that out he escaped

He really loves classical music

If he wasn't in the gang he would probably collect antiques

He tried while being in the gang

You can probably tell how that turned out

If you ask how he got his violin he'll tell you a different way every time (bought it, found it, stole it, ect.)

He's the smartest in the gang (duh)

And he gives the others tutoring lessons sometimes do they aren't too dumb

But they don't know that's what it is

Yet

He's British

Grubber met Snake first (probably deep in the dump)

Ace

Oh boy

He REALLY cares about the gang

Like if anyone in the gang gets hurt he thinks about it for weeks and blames himself

Even if it's something like Billy getting a scrape on his knee

He stole a motorcycle and rides it all the time

He can't stand coffee

Though he can and will down five monsters

His glasses were a gift from his grandma

Who was the only adult who ever loved him

She died when he was 6

His parents are literal garbage and they kicked him out when he was like 7

The only reason they didn't do it sooner was because of his grandma

She was kinda loaded

But she didn't put his parents in her will LOL

Ace found the shed when he was a kid and it was the only place he knew no one would bother him at

So that's where he started living

Surprisingly he doesn't just like rock

Bro is a former Swifty (I'm projecting)

Oh he loves music by the way

The thing he steals most is vinyls

God help the soul that touches his vinyls

Knows how to play several instruments

He's also very handy

If he wasn't a known criminal he could probably make an honest living building stuff

I don't know IM not handy enough to explain

Ace met Snake before anyone in the gang had met each other (probably saved his life one way or another)

Snake

He's not an actual Snake as far as he knows

But he's always extremely cold

He might have anemia

The D in his name stands for something silly

Again always changes if you asked him

I think his parents acted like those super perfect 60s neighbors

Think the Flanderses from The Simpsons

But in reality they were horrible

In everyway you can think

After they had another kid, a little girl

They got way worse to him

And we're never bad to the girl because bruises on her would look suspicious

They also just really didn't like Snake sadly

One day his sister told him their parents were going to kick him out

It was a joke but he didn't know that

So he packed and left on the day she said they'd do it

He's got an irrational fear of egales (probably his sister's fault)

He goes by he/they pronouns

But probably hasn't told anyone

He's super good at art

He loves gaming

It doesn't even matter what game it is he'll play it and love it

Probably rage quits and breaks arcade games though

In the winter he definitely hordes the gangs entire blanket supply

And bundles up so much he looks a little silly

His speech impediment gets worse when he's scared or really really angry

But he very rarely ever gets angry

He considers Ace his best friend

He has a fat crush on Ace

And probably babies Arturo the most

Not that he isn't hardcore

He's pretty cold (emotionally)

Usually not to the gang though

He wears makeup

Not much though, usually just his lipstick

And he gets high on a daily basis

It's only when he runs out of weed that he'll stop smoking for like weeks to a month

Just for a break

Then go back too it

He's not a hugger

BUT

If someone hugs him he'll accept it

He's had multiple piercings

A lot are closed now

Most he gave himself

He gives the other gang members piercings if they ask

I think that's all I got in the tank— so uh smell you later

[pixelchills]

I have some thoughts that aren’t really deserving of their own ask but I thought, hey, it’d be nice to ask anyway and they can pick and choose which ones to answer, why not send them in one big ask? So here they are! Also numbered for your convenience.

In one of the other asks you said wealthy people sometimes have animutants as pets-What are they like? Like designer versions of normal animals, or something more creative?

Do Sunrise and Solar’s petals have any use besides being cute? Like how some animals have similar features to help regulate their temperature or camouflage? Is Solar secretly a dilophosaurous?

Is acne at all a thing animutants get? While most acne is from bacteria, some is from normal dust and other particles in the air.

Considering it’s hard to control how someone’s teeth come in with genetics alone, are things like braces at all common with animutants(That one is mostly because I have this mental image of Solar and Sunrise as siblings, with Solar teasing Sun about his cute little braces X3)?

This one is mostly a joke but how do they kiss without the other’s nose jabbing them in the eye? (Inspired by the Christmas art)

Are there other similar uses for the type of genetics work that made Sun and Moon? It’d be nice to hear genetic diseases have some progress behind them

Has anyone tried to Jurassic Park? Is Solar secretly a dilophosaurous?

What happens to ‘defective’ animutants?

How much does the average animutant know about in terms of their own conception? Or what they’re made of, rather. (You joked Moon had some cat in him-Would he know that?)

Do they have access to the internet or books? How much are they allowed to freely access?

Do they ever get to watch tv? What kind of shows do they like?

Does Moon climb outside of his security job?(He must have THE BEST hiding spots)

Does Sun have any features Moon doesn’t?(Like Moon‘s night vision or climbing, not his petals)

How much do the Glams like working with each other? Obviously Freddy likes everyone but who’s the most annoying to work with and who’s the most pleasant to work with?

Are amputations for stylistic reasons common(such as with Foxy)?

Answer whichever ones you want at your leisure :D

Ohhohhoh, a lot of interesting little questions you've got there! I'll try to answer them the best I can!

The pet animutants are really just whatever people wish and order them to be. Can be a mix of two or more animals, or other living beings like flowers etc. I don't think there is a limit to what they could be, the only thing to consider is that the mutants are always quite big, even the non-sentient ones. The shortest-ever mutants are like 5'9 or 5'10.

Their petals are actually capable of photosynthesis! It gives them personally a little bit more energy and they give extra oxygen to the air around them! (If you get locked into a room without oxygen with Sun or Solar, you might survive a bit longer-) This feature actually causes Sunrise to stim and fiddle so much; he has too much energy in his body but he also has anxiety so he lets the energy out through physical stims, like shaking his hands or fiddling with things or bopping and swaying his body when seated. For Solar, the extra energy goes straight to his brain... He is awfully smart and aware of everything because he uses the extra energy to think so much.

I don't think acne is an animutant problem really.

I was actually debating between braces and the chipped tooth when I was designing Sunrise. I think he'd be adorable with braces. If I ever decide to write the alternative timeline where Sun was just created to help Solar instead of replacing him, I could give him braces instead (Maybe him eating the candy in the labs caused his still-soft teeth to get wonky or something.) So yeah, braces or glasses are not very common, but not impossible. I think Freddy or Chica might be getting glasses in the Alternative timeline because I think it would suit them tbh XD Moondrop actually wears reading glasses in my Sims game (slice-of-life mod caused him to have a funky vision.)

The nose is literally my biggest struggle when drawing them kissing. I've generally tried to smaller their noses in my art actually. simply because of this issue XD I think they might need to twist their heads a bit further, or their noses are generally quite soft and just press nicely to the other's cheek (like I've drawn it).

Idk why but I don't completely understand this question, sorry ;_;

My husband is a massive dinosaur nerd and he had to immediately correct that the dilophosaurus seen in JP movies is a very inaccurate presentation of the actual dinosaur but I kinda like the frill idea hahaha (no, Solar is not a dilophosaurus.)

Depends. If it's bad, they just get killed. If it's nothing too serious, they might be sold to the owners at a lower price, or sold in the market for other people to purchase with a discount.

Not much. They know their species and the overall concept of creating an animutant (the process, everyone is an adult, incubator time etc.) but they actually don't know the DNA and material used in them, so no, Moon doesn't know he has some feline DNA in him.

At least the Faz. co mutants do not have access to the WWW. They have access to streaming services such as Netflix or Amazon Prime, and can ask for certain books or video games they hear about from the kids or human staff to purchase. So yeah, they don't really have much knowledge of the outside world online.

They don't have access to normal TV (fazbears doesn't want them to see ads for other companies XD) but they can stream shows on Netflix and Amazon Prime! Here are some headcanons of what their favourite shows/genres might be (only mentioning series I've seen myself lol): Sunrise: He likes cartoons, and enjoys shows such as Gravity Falls, MLP, and the Cuphead Show. Probably enjoys anime and comedic shows as well. Moondrop: Horror and mystery shows, such as The Haunting of Hill House & Bly Manor, Stranger Things (I think Sun like this show too but closes his eyes for scary parts XD), and American Horror Story. Freddy: I think Freddy enjoys dramas, either comedic like the Office, or historical like The Crown. Bonnie: Sports and shonen anime :D Probably watches just whatever is on the screen and is able to get hooked on it. His favourite genre might be action, but his favourite show is Orange is the New Black. And Q-Force. Chica: She likes romantic dramas and comedies, but also idol animes like Love Live! :D Foxy: Historical dramas and documentary series, especially those that have something to do with the sea or pirates lol. Monty: Likes action, similar to Bonnie. His favourite show is OITNB as well. Arrow & The 100. Roxy: Action-horror, such as Squid Game and Sweet Home, but enjoys watching OITNB too (Chill's note: have I mentioned it is my favourite series on Netflix). Solar: True crime and science/nature documentaries.

I'm not sure if you mean like... outside the building? Because his microchip is still connected to the security system he can't really leave the building. But he found this attic room/storage area on top of the building which had a pretty big skylight, and he brought Sunrise there for a romantic date to see fireworks on New Year's eve.

Kinda answered this earlier, but yeah, it is the petals XD I think he also has generally better vision in bright places and he is more sensitive to temperature changes. (See him shiver? The temperature must be under 66°F (19°C), see him sweat? It gotta be over 86°F (30°C).) However, he handles warmth better than cold.

Foxy is kind of a lone wolf and prefers to work alone, or with Freddy or Chica only. Monty obviously is annoyed by Freddy because he is 'too soft', but likes to work with Chica and Bonnie. Roxy likes working with Chica the most but gets a bit distracted sometimes, so she prefers to work with Freddy, who is a bit of a doormat to work with sometimes XD She doesn't really like working with Monty, because he is messy and loud. Chica is quite good at working with everyone because she genuinely likes everyone a lot! though she might be distracted by Roxy, but makes a very good duo with Bonnie. Bonnie works the best with Freddy, they're "the duo" as seen as them being able to work and discuss a lot of things even in a tough situation. Bonnie isn't probably the best pair to go with Foxy or Roxy, because Roxy is a bit too bossy for his liking, and Foxy and him just genuinely bicker constantly like siblings.

For long-term show-business mutants, sometimes. Foxy was designed to be a pirate, so his hand was amputated just for stylistic reasons.

I hope I answered your questions somewhat efficiently! Thanks for them and all the other inspiring questions you've sent so far! I genuinely love answering them <3

[twoidiotwriters1]

Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: When I write smart characters is always a pain in the ass but Cat’s big brain empty energy gives me peace -Danny

Words: 2,048

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vii: Space & Time

"You're quiet today," May mentioned on their way to her house. "Something on your mind?"

Cat nodded, eyes looking ahead. "I have something to do and I've been delaying it for quite a while."

The woman hummed. "It's hard, doing things you don't want to—"

"I wanna do it," she retorted, tightening the coat around her body. "It's, uh— it's... I have to go home."

Aunt May seemed surprised. "I thought you were staying here for good?"

Cat kept her eyes ahead. "Peter's only helping me get back on my feet, but there are things I've got to do."

"And you have somewhere to go to?"

"Of course," she smiled. "And they're worried sick. I wasn't meant to stay here for long... my problems stayed behind and I liked how liberating that was... but I have to go."

"You sound like you're apologizing," May said bemusedly. "I'll be sad to see you go, it's been a while since I saw Peter... well, he never talks about his life nowadays... not after Gwen..."

The silence became too uncomfortable to bear and Cat stopped right at the woman's doorstep, inviting May to walk in first. "I should hurry, your nephew's waiting for me."

Peter's aunt cupped her face. "Look after yourself, okay? My door is always open if you decide to pay us a visit in the future."

"Thank you."

Cat felt tempted, she wanted to be someone slightly more normal than who she was in her world, at least from time to time, but to agree to that would be agreeing to mess with the natural laws of the universe, she was tired of causing trouble for everyone.

"Why are we sneaking into the subway ruins, Parker?"

"Told you we were gonna work on the beeper."

"But why here?"

"Shut up and walk!"

"Rude..." she muttered.

"If someone hears us—"

"We can handle a few guards on our own," she complained.

"Violence must always be the last option, Jane."

"Okay, Yoda. Weren't you the guy who stopped pulling his punches?"

"Rude," he pushed up a metal curtain so she could pass. "I haven't done that since I came back from your world."

"My Peter really did a number on you," she teased him, crawling under the opening.

"You say it like it's a surprise..." he grunted, shuffling after her.

"Not a surprise, just... too good to be true. I tried to stop doing what I do many times but there's always a bigger guy, who needs a rougher beating, and so on..."

"Eh," he shrugged. "If you lived in my world, it wouldn't be that hard to accomplish."

"Is it really that quiet?"

"Well, you've been here for a month, you tell me."

"But you've fought genetically enhanced nutcases!"

"That was years ago," he climbed up to the abandoned station, then offered his hand to her.

"What is this place?" She looked around. "It's old..."

"It's old," he nodded. "My dad turned this place into a private lab where to keep the stuff he didn't want to share with Oscorp. Watch this."

Parker walked up to a wall and inserted a coin into an old turnstile. Cat felt the floor vibrating and she pressed herself against a wall. "What did you do?"

"It's okay," her friend pointed to the train tracks. "Look."

Cat stared in awe at the subway car emerging in front of them. "Your dad did that?"

"Yup," he looked at the scene proudly. "Pretty cool, huh?"

"Your father was a genetics scientist, right?"

"Yeah."

"So how on earth a genetics scientist builds this thing all alone?"

"It's not that hard," Parker said casually.

"Right," she stared at him. "Just another Tuesday for you Parker geniuses, huh?"

He winked at her before approaching the subway car. "This is where I keep all my research," he signaled her to follow him in. Inside the secret laboratory, Parker had a bunch of post-its and printed papers stuck to the walls with red tape. "I don't know how much of it will be useful without the beeper but I didn't throw it away just in case..."

"You think she'll be of use?" Cat took E.D.I.T.H. from her shirt. She approached the wall and stared at his notes. "Nice handwriting..."

"At least I can write." Parker approached from behind. Cat turned in outrage, he laughed at her reaction. "You deserved that! You haven't stopped whining since we left the apartment."

"Because I'm cold and you didn't let me eat before coming here," she complained, trying to ignore his proximity.

"We had to be here early! Listen, I promised I would bring you here and I brought you, but here..." he walked up to a locker and pulled a bag from it. "I got a—"

"Secret snack stack!" She exclaimed, her eyes brightening.

"Don't know if it's a secret, I'm the only person that comes here," he snorted, placing the bag in her hands and moving past her. "Enjoy the sugar rush."

"You are my only sugar rush, sweetie," she retorted playfully, her attention on the bag.

Parker turned abruptly and stared at her with a huge smile. "Did you just flirt with me?"

"Don't act like it's such an accomplishment," she glanced at him before grabbing a KitKat.

"You hadn't done that in a while," he approached her again.

Cat used a piece of Kitkat to point at him menacingly. "Stop. What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What? I'm hungry," he seized her hand and took a bite from the candy bar without breaking eye contact. She scowled, mentally stomping on the heat that was forming inside her. "What's wrong, Janie?" He took a second bite, but this time he pulled the snack out and held it between his lips, smirking, only then he stepped back.

"That was gross," she lied in a plain voice.

He turned away shrugging, taking the chocolate off his lips. Parker continued to talk as if nothing had happened. "I thought you'd be quiet once I gave you something to eat."

She forced her eyes to look away from the hand holding the piece of chocolate. His fingers were too long and they were distracting her. "I'm being serious."

"No, I don't think you're being serious," he crossed his arms, pretending to examine his wall of post-its. "But I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. All I wanna do when you act cute is wrap you in a blanket and kiss all over your face. I can't help it."

"You're aware I'm a mercenary, right?" Cat's eyes were glued to Parker's back.

"That doesn't make you any less attractive."

"Okay. Well, anyway," she decided to pay attention to the post-its at last. "Your research looks like you wrote it on a caffeine high at four in the morning. Why is this on a wall and not on the computer?"

"I'm a little paranoid about that kind of thing," he replied. "My dad got killed over a digital file, imagine what others might do to me or May if they discover this."

"And keeping this here is... safer?"

"No one knows about this place."

"Are urban explorers not a thing in your world?"

"I have the feeling you're trying to be mean, so I'll ignore your questions," Parker ate the last part of his chocolate, unstuck a few papers from the wall, and skimmed through them.

"I was thinking," Cat leaned on a table and ate her second Kitkat of the day. "Stark's time machine—"

"We're not building a time machine."

"Let me do the dumb talk for a moment, okay? It's been a while since I used fancy words..." Cat picked up a notebook, close to it was a pencil with almost no tip, but she grabbed it anyway. "We traveled through time and space— we had to show up in 2014 on another planet, so our wrist thingies had a timer and a compass thingy to put coordinates in..." he got closer to look at what she was scribbling in his notebook. "What you built was a type of multiversal magnet, right? It wasn't meant to travel to any universe, it was meant to track mine and take you to it."

"I... guess?"

Cat let out a little scoff of annoyance, she really didn't know how to explain herself better. "I've been thinking... I remember I tried to use the beeper once, but I didn't remember you had it. Your machine would've remained dormant had I not jumpstarted it from the other side. Like throwing a match over a trail of gasoline, I threw the match."

Parker tilted his head. "So... is that match-throwing something we could maybe replicate?"

She thought about it. "Well, without a Stark satellite, Edith's nothing more than just a pair of glasses."

"Right. I remember reading about them."

"You— you what?"

"I remember the whole stuff," he took the notebook and wrote down a few things. "It could be similar to the ones we have here, I just need to look it up to know which one is the best option."

"You're saying you remember something that you read two years ago?"

Peter looked at her. "Yeah, but it's not that weird."

"You remember the whole text?"

"Yeah!" He scoffed. "Not everyone has a shitty memory, Jane."

"Not everyone can do that either," she frowned. "You have a photographic memory?"

He gestured vaguely. "Kinda. I guess, but I'm not sure it's like that—"

She shook her head. "I'm getting sidetracked here, you're saying Edith can connect to one of your world's satellites if we can get her to turn on?"

"Yeah, no worries," Parker took away his post-its. "I'll connect Edith to this..." he went to the desk and placed the notes on it, pulled out a drawer, and grabbed something from inside. "This is a portable battery, but I might charge up Edith a bit..."

"And?"

"If we fix the beeper, the traces of your universe in her signal might be able to jumpstart my 'magnet' again."

It wasn't great news, but it was something.

"That's a lot of 'ifs'," she frowned, "and not of the kind I like."

"It's progress," he looked at her with a teasing smile. "You said you weren't smart but look at you, bringing something to the table," he studied the notebook and realized she'd only drawn the things she'd said. It made him laugh. "Take a seat, we got a lot to do."

"Parker," Cat sat next to him. "Why did you build this?"

"I already told you," he frowned. "Why do you ask?"

"My Peter said something when I couldn't remember him... he said we planned a life together because we didn't have anything else to do," she shifted in her place, staring at Parker with a small frown. "It's not real, right? I mean, had Peter survived the snap, I would've built a life with him. Those were my intentions, I wasn't lying... you're a version of him, do you think he was lying when he said he didn't mean it?"

Cat didn't let him answer her question, she got up and started to take down the remains of the red tape from the wall. the mutant could feel Parker's eyes on her.

"I mean, you built this because you wanted to see me, you felt something real for me, or at least real enough to get you moving— if I get rid of Russo, and I finish the whole pest control thing, what then? I always go back to twiddling my thumbs until I'm needed. I hate that, but I don't wanna stay, I feel you only care about me cause you have nothing else going on. Just like Peter said."

She turned around to face him, something like understanding was painting his features, but she wasn't sure that was what it was, it could also just be pity. "No," was all he responded. "I don't know if he was lying, but that's not why I did this."

Cat waited for him to explain further, but he didn't. "That's it? You don't have a speech to ease my mind? You're older than me, you should know better!"

"I'm three years older! Not a lifetime away from twenty-five..." he said with a pout.

"You don't have anything to say?" She insisted. "Why did you do all this?"

Parker shrugged, he lowered his gaze to the pencil in his hand. "I just can't seem to die, so I thought... might as well do something fun while I wait for that to happen."

"So you do cling onto me out of need," she said with dark satisfaction.

"Maybe," he said, his shoulders tensed as he spoke. She had the feeling he wasn't being honest, but he wasn't lying either. "But needing someone is also a choice. Isn't that enough?"

"Judging from past experiences," she replied. "I don't think so."

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[gremlin-dreams]

A firefighter in the apocalypse

(As usual fake names for privacy)

So the planet was under threat. 

I was a firefighter, lived on my own, didn't really speak to my family much, and naturally when the news broke out that the Earth was basically going to be destroyed I tried to calm, soothe and save as many people as possible. Obviously it was hectic as fuck, people rioting, screaming, running, panicking. The whole world was scared. 

Now, something weird happened, when I was trying to help some kids find their mother in a huge panicked crowd, someone called my name. A voice I hadn't heard for years. I didnt turn the first time because I found the kids’ mom, they ran off but I heard it again. I spun around only to see someone peeking out of the crowd I never thought I'd see again. It was my cousin Isaac, who for the purposes of my dream looked exactly like Jared Padelecki. It was sort of an Anna and Elsa deal, he was my favourite growing up and vice versa, but we drifted when he started getting crap from the family too. 

I went over to him and he hugged me tight saying what a wonder it was to see his favourite baby cousin all grown up and saving people. I asked him what the hell he was doing there and I was starting to get a little emotional because the only way I'd planned to get through this at all was just to help as many people as possible, but now confronted with a family member I couldn't possibly ignore the fact that I was going to die and so was everybody I'd ever cared about..

This is where Isaac spoke up, he said someone from his university had a plan, someone I knew actually. He dragged me along by my hand, out of the crowd, explaining that his friend had a plan to artificially clone a bunch of humans so they could be identical but with a different genetic makeup, in order to slip undetected and unshredded through this weird black hole before the planet was decimated, hence saving and preserving some of humanity, sending them god knows where and hoping it was better.

It sounded incredulous to me but I followed him nevertheless, didn't have much of a choice with how fast he was dragging me. At the end of this path, there were these weird looking medical buses at the top in a carpark, and we were pretending to be calm and such but then last minute he bolted, dragging me with him, I almost closed my eyes it was that fast and I didnt want to be blinded by a stray branch. We got onto a bus and were finally loaded into this big building where we were reunited with the rest of our family. It seemed they had tasked him with coming to get me, and we were both apprehensive but it also seemed like the end of the world was a good enough reason for them to let past shit go and treat us well for once.

We all joined up and went into the labs in the building, greeting Isaacs friend who took us to be cloned. It was a very weird experience, and gave us time to chat, though we weren't all very chatty. Despite all this effort my folks and stuff were still quite panicked. I even brought Juju (my cat) along. The guy explained that we would have a strange shared consciousness with the clones until one of them ceased existing, a science they had been working on and hiding for years.

Isaac was a little worried about the risks so he went first, turns out he'd been missing me for years but never said anything for fear of shame, but deep down he was still that protective sweet big brother figure. He came out and said it went smoothly, and I gotta say, seeing his clone was eerie. 

Then it was my turn, I went in and got cloned. Very spooky experience, but something went wrong. It wasn't major but as soon as it was done an annoyed looking Isaac ran to my side, and on the other side of the walls, the cloned Isaac did exactly the same to my clone.

It wasn't serious, just some of the cloning process had triggered some parts of my brain that shouldn't be in order to copy them over, they said it should wear off but basically I was “regressed” and had a headache. 

So our clones headed onto these ships, getting as comfortable as possible, mine even got candy. I'm a little jealous, it looked delicious. Like a strawberry pencil but mango and pineapple. The scientists told us it would be better and less stressful for us and our new bodies if we focused on the clones consciousness instead of the real us, left on earth. I was apparently the only one struggling with this, because I was regressed, in and out of this childlike state. Isaac seemed to understand and didn't even mind because he said he really missed little me and sometimes wanted to go back in time and treat her better and now he had the chance.

We got into the seats, all watching these safety videos and getting buckled in, Isaac running his hand through my hair and feeding me candy, and the ships launched. It was a scary feeling, and finally being off the planet and in orbit, scariest thing I'd ever done, felt so weird, but I was doing my best to stay calm.

Unfortunately my consciousness wandered back to the real me, I guess out of fear and concern, and honestly I'm glad it did. There I was, firefighter me, scars and all, with my family who looked unconscious, and I woke up Isaac because I was scared. He said it was okay as long as the clones were on the ship, they couldn't do much more, but we could not stay in this consciousness whilst the planet was destroyed or we'd be screwed. We'd have to switch back. 

However, I had different plans, being regressed and scared. I wanted out, I wanted to run as far as possible as if it would save me. None of us knew the impact the destruction would have on the earth yet, we didn't know if survival was possible. Nevertheless Isaac and I woke the family now that all the clones were supposedly safe somewhere up there in space for the time being, and convinced them that we should try to run anyways, just in case. We don't know if the black hole would even work, we don't know if the planet will even really be destroyed, or if it would just be surface level like the big bang or a war.

We all piled outside towards Dad's Jaguar, even though for some reason that thing was big enough to fit a whole family in, a bit like the Galaxy my mom used to have. We decided we had to get out of there even if we didn't know where we were going yet. This was partly due to people getting roudier and roudier outside, rioting around the science building. We began reversing out of the lot and trying to get through all these people, Isaac and I were in the boot seats. First we headed off to his friend’s house because we were nearby and frazzled and didn't know what else to do and it was Dad's only idea. 

His friend Anthony was inside with his wife, they were sending off food packages to the homeless and people panicking outside, he was like a weird apocalypse santa. Seemed calm until Dad really started talking to him, then in that weird manly way they both kinda let go how angry and terrified they were. Dad didn't mention the cloning thing, he didn't want to rub it in, or give hope where there is none. 

Whilst waiting at the back of the car, playing with Juju and showing her to Anthony’s daughter Jess who was about the same age as Isaac, so a few years older than me, I remembered my own friends from college, Liam and John were among them. Surprisingly in the midst of the chaos, Liam actually replied to a message I sent him. It was vague and mysterious and I had to dig a little bit but he revealed that he had a secret, it was a bunker, and stood more chance of hope or survival than simply waiting on the surface for your doom, so he was going to try it. He gave me the directions and coordinates, saying not to let anyone else get their hands on it, and that I could bring my family. I didn't tell him about the cloning either, not yet.

Anyways I ran to my dad and pulled him aside, telling him about it as best I could whilst in and out of regression, which was a little humiliating actually but Isaac helped translate. Anthony kinda caught wind of it and begged we take his daughter with us, and Dad said yes, and we all piled back into the car. Just then, as we were reversing away from Anthony’s house these gas thingys went off like a hundred feet in front of us, over by the science buildings. Then one a little closer, and one a lot closer. They were canisters that exploded in yellow gas, it looked like chalk honestly, designed to impede vision which was bad enough, but you could also hear people coughing and crying and screaming (probably mustard gas?). We tried to do up the windows as fast as possible and it was a close call when I pulled the boot door shut and we drove away. It got all over the car too, and made it hard to see, so dad drove through this ford of water, clearing it off as much as possible before we began the drive out into the country, it was out towards Dorset.

A few times I flashed in and out between my consciousness and the clone up there on the ship, it was scary, both of them could die, it could all be for nothing. The clone me on that ship was starting to get restless because of all the panic, and the clone Isaac kinda took care of her even though he wasn't holding the consciousness currently. Anyways back to reality, we're driving for a long time, there are a few mental breakdowns from various people, my mother, me, yadda yadda, kinda expected in an apocalypse situation, and eventually we reached this little town that looked like it hadn't been updated since World War 1. We tried to remain calm and not draw any attention to ourselves, but me being in and out of regression was making it rather difficult and Isaac was having to distract me as we made our way up this hill out of town into the rural parts. We passed some people I recognised from school and it was way too hard to describe why the hell I was acting so weird, but they didn't care much, as far as they were concerned everyone was gonna die, people were gonna act weird, but I kinda told them in passing that I had a clone up on a spaceship who was gonna live. Thankfully due to the regression and Isaac pulling me away by hand, they didn't believe a word of it.  

Eventually we reached our destination, limited supplies and belongings in bags on our backs, and were welcomed by Liam and John at the entrance to this weird bunker. The only way I can describe it is if the Torchwood bunker and Supernatural bunker and Alterra from Subnautica had a baby. It was somehow old-timey and modern at the same time, like a time capsule, like the safe house in Primeval. It was expansive and large but you couldn't tell from all the small winding hallways and rooms. 

We all got settled and could barely believe the place was real, Dad and Liam were discussing the strength and capacity of it all, if it were enough, even though no one really knew the extent of the damage Earth would take. I was in this kinda old main room, lots of seats, dusty, a record player and piano in the corner, stairs up to higher levels (we were pretty far underground). I started becoming friendly with John and we got to know each other and he was so sweet and kind. They did ask who Anthony's daughter Jess was and how she was related to us, so we all sorta panicked and blurted out that she was Isaac's girlfriend, which was fitting because they were getting on like a house on fire.

Later on I was wandering the halls looking around and I found John, Liam and Isaac all talking in a small corridor full of important looking pipes and gears and controls in one of the lower levels. I stayed hidden around the corner and listened, just like a little kid, they were discussing our clones and consciousness, how it was a strange and dangerous plan. How neither party were assured to be safe. Isaac wanted to know which version of him he should go with to prevent his consciousness from being ripped apart when either his clone or his real body kicked it. They were brainstorming and stressed and obviously I heard it all and got quite scared. I ran away down the hallway again crying, and they knew it was me because I dropped this stuffed animal that I'd found in the parlor room (looked like Floppy from Bluey) and Isaac and John ran after me, trying to calm me down because panicking wasn't going to help either. Now it was just a countdown between both realities to see who stood a better chance. It was terrifying. I don't know how long we were in that bunker, could have been hours, could have been days, but Isaac kept shifting between consciousness' to check things up there were still all good. I don't remember much else, just endless terrified waiting, the regression slowly wearing off, and something about a wedding in the bunker, Isaac and Jess, it was bittersweet.

[goblin-mask]

Biology Is Hot (2012 Donnie x Fem Reader)

Anon Requested: 

 hey! I was wondering if you could do a 2012 Donatello x  reader who love biology? (She/her but if you don’t wanna do that it’s ok!)

A/N: For some reason the gifs aren’t loading. Apologies

“This creature has an extra chromosome...” You say as you look through the microscope.

Donatello looks up at you from across his lab. You both have been on the project for forever. The Foot Clan have been testing out this new mutagen on other people. It started off with lab rats, guinea pigs, dogs, and cats. Donatello just happened to pass by and snagged one. Poor little guinea pig has glowing red eyes and extra arms on it’s back that oozed some sort of substance. You both made sure to sedate it before drawing it’s blood.

“Does it?” He asks walking over to you and standing behind you.

You tense up and feel yourself blush.

“Uh yeah... In my Biology Honors class we are learning about genetic mutations as well as what Chromosomes correspond with it.” You say turning to face him

Donatello is looking at you in a way you haven’t seen before. His mouth was hanging open slightly. You can see the cute little gap in his teeth and his pupils seem to be dilated.

“A-Anyway! The little guy as a disease that affected the change in his DNA. I think that is why he is oozing. His body is trying to reject it... The thing must be suffering...” You say frowning before turning around to write in your notes.

“Can I see?” Donnie asks and you nod.

You go to move out of the way but you find yourself caged between his arms as he leans over your shoulder to look the the microscope. You couldn’t tell if it was your heart pumping or if it was the bass from Raphaels music in your ears. Your face must be beet red.

“Great job Y/N! That’s my girl!” He exclaims as he pulls away from you and messes up your hair.

Your face couldn’t possibly burn any redder. “Y-You’re welcome Donnie!”

He pulls away and smiles a big smile.

                                                     ***

“How is your Biology class going? You got boosted to honors huh?”

Donatello didn’t know how to feel about you. You were breathtakingly beautiful. You had a love for science, you were never bored or tired of his ramblings, and holy shell your mind seemed to be on par with his. He can hear you talk about your class now but all he can focus on was your lips and how you moved when you talk. He would kiss you, but who would want to be kissed by a turtle? 

“Yeah! That’s great!” Donatello says trying to add to the conversation.

He finds it very hot that you like Biology and try to take the time to try and understand other types of sciences. He has been sending you cute little science puns but you haven’t been getting the hints, but he will keep trying. He likes you so he will spend the rest of his time with you trying to get you to realize his feels, even if he doesn’t outright say it.

“Well I have to go Donnie! See you tomorrow?” You ask and he nods trying to hide his face of disappointment.

He waits for your hug that you normally give him. You pointed out that he is a tucker, which means he tucks his head into your neck when he hugs back and he does just that.

“Hey uh... Maybe we can...” Donnie draws out jeez this is embarrassing.

“Yes?” You ask. You have this glint in your eyes, but it seems to diminish after he says this.

“How about we hang out and... I help you with you Algebra homework! You have been struggling right?” 

Oh god. He is rambling and your face looks so dejected for a moment until you smile again.

“Sure! We can get pizza as well! Call it a date?” You ask hopefully.

Donnie’s face would be a crimson red out of both excitement and embarrassment. He wanted to be the one to ask you out, but this could work!

“Y-Yeah it’s a date!” He exclaims

You giggle before pressing a kiss to his cheek and dashing out of there.

Raphael just happens to be passing by so he pokes his head in.

“What’s up with her?” He asks

“I my friend have got a date! Now leave! I need to make the lab perfect!” He says before shoving Raph out of the room and locking it.

“I have to make this right...”

[desultory-novice]

As a big fan of Kirby lore and how much I crave it, I must ask. Do you think the Ancients could be one race? Or do you think their are multiple races that came together and formed a tribe called the Ancients? Note: The latter might sound confusing so I'll give an example. Imagine the Zora, Gerudo, Sheikah, and Hylians from Legend of Zelda. While they're separate races, some from each race could come together and form a team.

Oooh!

As a matter of fact, I do lean toward the Ancients being multiple species. One thing I think could lend some credence to this is Halcandra itself! It's seemingly very important to the ancients, being a resting place for Landia, the Master Crown, and the Lor Starcutter. And at least by novel canon, the Lor Starcutter is something of a god. 

But we seem to understand that the Ancients didn't start from Halcandra, but from the Forgotten Land.

Or it went Earth = Shiver Star > Forgotten Land (Earth 2)

If Magolor was born in Halcandra (he could have been lying about that, although there's the "Steel Home Town" BGM too that is written with his distinctive accent in JP) well...he doesn't exactly LOOK human, does he?

(I know a lot of people believe Magolor is a kind of cat on account of the "ears" and that one Cat Day twitter art, but he still doesn't look like an Earth cat, given he's nothing like Clawroline.)

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*On that note, I was re-reviewing the various Magolor concept art and saw they describe his pointies as "horns" in at least two of the pictures!

Top one says: “His horns grow.” Bottom one says: “modeled on/picture horns.” (Also, this is a really fun Magolor design. Love the earring.) The other picture in question is the upside-down Magolor design, which is already in English on the wiki.

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Ahem! We don't know if Magolor looks like Hyness under the hood (blue, funny nose) although Magolor's updated DX model suggests he is in fact brown under there; it's not just shading. But even then, we now have humans (Adeleine being proof that humans in the Kirby-verse generally have Earth human proportions) and uh, two kinds of floating horned creatures that could all claim "the Ancients" as their ancestors.

And before we forget, the Ancients also had Astrals! Or Puffballs! Or Voidborn or ... Blorbos! (Pretty sure Galacta Knight would "Star Dream" me for calling them a Blorbo.)

It would be a little weird (not to mention massively hypocritical) for humanity to nab a bunch of their "dreamlike" technology from an alien they captured, did evil science on, then abandoned in a lab only to THEN go out into the greater universe and start forming friendly alliances with other alien species! Yay?!

But its either that or they began genetically-engineering themselves all to heck, and that's why you have so much variety in species.

...And the genetic-experimentation possibility is also valid (especially thanks to Shiver Star) but I do believe that by the time the "Ancients" had made Halcandra into their main planet, they were more of a group of different species, all united together under...well, under Elfilis's power. Another reason I believe they had brought in other species by this point is because of the existence of MAGIC in the Kirby universe.

The Human!Ancients may have gained dream-like power from Elfilis, but that power is going to be based in technology/bioengineering. The non-human Ancient-aligned characters we know of both use MAGIC like out of a fantasy book. (I'm working on a big post on MAGIC in the Kirby universe, btw, because it is completely fascinating.) So unless that too is engineered (and it's doubtful, once you take into account all the different types of MAGIC) I think the Ancients must have added a species that always possessed magical powers into their group. In fact...!

...Well, I'll save some of that for later!

[captain039]

A lioness

Logan x reader (wolverine)

Warnings: Gore, sweating, placed in Logan, character deaths, intimacy, angst, age gap, anxiety, anxiety attacks, mentions of needles

18+

You aren't related to Wolverine.

Your mutant thing:

The Lioness

Genetically made in a lab. A test subject. You were originally human and made mutant. They made your bones into metal like Wolverine and Laura.

You have enhanced everything really xD, cat like. Your finger nails grow into metal claws along with your toe nails, your quick and self healing.

You stared at the TV, you hadn't seen one in a very long time. You flicked through the channels admiring the moving picture. Your leg bounced though and your heart was too quick. You kept looking out the window every minute hoping no strange men would show up again. Your mind always flashed back when you looked outside. Flashed back to the moment you were stolen from your home.

“Y/n!” you heard a hushed cry. You jolted away seeing your mother crawling in. You shot up and went to her, her stomach area full of blood.

“Mum!” you said but she covered your mouth.

“Run” she whispered as her eyes closed. Lights blared in through the windows and the doors. Men shouted and footsteps echoed up the stairs as something hit you. Your body swayed your world blurry as the men continued shouting and rummaging.

You awoke with agonising pain throughout your body. You cursed and tensed trying to move. You heard panicked shouts around you as your world blurred again and went dark.

The second time you awoke was too soft beeping and less agonising pain. You felt a numb throb all over but that was it. Your eyes wouldn't focus and you kept rolling your head side to side.

“She’s awake sir” you heard a woman speak.

“Good” a man this time answered. Your eyes finally focused, it looked like a hospital room only- more creepy. You looked around saw needles in your arms as your heard sped up.

“What’s going on?” Your anxiety was kicking in, you hated doctors, hated needles.

“What’s happening?!” You shouted pain glaring through your knuckles.

“Sedate her now!” You heard as you began to thrash and cry. It was too late though the woman had injected something into your drip bag, the clear liquid going to a more creamy colour. You stopped thrashing, your words were slurred as you fell asleep once more.

You snapped out of your day dream as a car pulled up, you frowned seeing a man step out confused. He was in a large limo car, the hell is he doing here? You watched a woman come out and froze. The man didn’t want any part of her apparently as they fought, you saw a young girl also. You went outside your senses on edge.

“Sorry ma’am” the man spoke to you making you flinch.

“Y/n Y/l/n” you turned to the woman who spoke your name.

“You’re alive” she whispered.

“Do I- do I know you?” You asked as glass shattered.

“Hey! I told you to put that ball away!” The receptionist woman came out. The other woman gushed at her begged her to leave the girl alone before she sighed and went inside.

“My name is Gabriella” she said to you.

“I don’t know you” you said.

“I know you were under medication while I was with you” you froze, she was a nurse? Maybe a doctor?

“The hell you do to me?!” You snarled rushing forward.

“Hey!” The man stopped you a strong hand on your upper chest. You hissed at him and he raised an eyebrow.

“I didn’t do anything! I was just a nurse, I was told to write notes, I worked at two facilities” she said making you frown. You were breathing heavily that uncontrolled rage boiling. You backed away from the mans hand glancing to him.

“What were they doing to me in there?” You asked.

“I know you have many questions, please come with us to North Dakota, Eden” she said making you frown.

“What’s Eden?” You asked.

“A safe place for your kind” she said and you flinched.

“My kind? I was a normal human before this fucking thing!” You snarled again.

“Calm down!” You glared at the man who shouted at you.

“All right let’s all calm the fuck down” he said as you paced.

“We need to leave now” the Spanish woman begged.

“Now please, 20 grand now and 30 when we get there” she said directed towards the man.

“Please Logan!” She begged.

“I’ll be back” he grumbled snatching her phone and putting something in it, a phone number probably.

“Thank you” she whispered as you stood there.

“Y/n” she called and you looked to her.

“Please come sit” she said beckoning you over to her room.

You sat with her trying to remember her face out of your brief moments of consciousness.

“I helped you get out, I dosed your medicine made you go into a frenzy in a sense and you escaped” she said making you sigh.

“What- what am I?” You asked.

“A mutant” she said.

“No I’m not mutants are born not made- this is a fuck up” you huffed leg bouncing again.

“Mutants are gone, almost all of them Laura here and other children were genetically made” she said softly pointing to the sleeping child.

“What’s she then?” You asked.

“She has Logan’s DNA” She said.

“The man with the big car?” You asked and she nodded.

“He’s a mutant?” You asked again and she nodded again.

“The wolverine” she said and you froze.

“The-“ you stuttered and she nodded.

“Your DNA is like his but they changed it somehow” you blinked at her words.

“Laura is his daughter” she said and you looked to the child.

“What does that make me?” You gulped.

“No, no your aren’t related, different genes different DNA” you let out a small sigh though it didn’t make you feel better.

“But I have- I have claws” you muttered.

“But you also have heightened senses, much more than Logan and Laura” she said.

“I do yeah” you mumbled running a hand down your face. You twitched slightly hearing a car down the road, a familiar type of engine.

“They’re here” you said as her eyes went wide. She grabbed her phone typing away as she woke Laura also.

You went outside waited for the two cars to come. Two big black trucks armoured, with armed men in side.

“I’ll be damned” you heard someone muttered.

“You’re alive!” The same man said as he walked up front. You stared at him, you didn’t know who he was.

“Our little mistake” he said and you glared.

“Y/n? Isn’t it? Yeah I was there when they were making you” he chuckled as your heart pounded and rage boiled.

“The lioness they called you!” He chuckled and you frowned.

“Though I really-“ you stopped his talking quick as you sliced through most of his men. Till they injected you with something.

You heard commotion and your world blurred again.

You awoke groggily, you groaned and shifted expecting to be tied up.

“Logan” you heard someone say and you jolted.

“Easy” you flinched as you sat up. You were in a moving car on some highway by the looks. The Wolverine driving beside you and old man in the back and the young girl Laura.

“What?” You began to shake and cursed.

“Logan pull over” you heard commotion but you were gone. You shook and cried as you curled into the door. Your mind flashed through everything and you couldn’t focus. The car had stopped you felt it, you felt being pulled out the car and onto the ground.

“Hey!” You flinched at Logan’s voice and turned away from him. You could make out speech between him and the old man but couldn’t focus on the words. You were whimpering, tears rolling down your face. When they injected you with this mistake it enhanced everything, your anxiety attacks included.

You felt arms go around you and you were pulled to a warmish body. You stopped shaking so violently and gripped the persons arm. You felt your heart slow down eventually, your body trembling every couple of seconds. You were exhausted as you went like jelly.

“They enhanced everything in her human body, her need to eat so much, drink, her emotions, her mental state also” the old man said.

“Get out my head” you whispered feeling him in your head.

“I’m just trying to calm you down” he said weakly. You gripped the arm the was around you and leant against their chest.

“I’m sorry” you said quietly and heard a soft grunt in response.

“We need to keep moving” Logan said and you nodded. He helped you back in the car and you leant against the door with your full weight, not bothered by the rattling and bumpiness. You were in and out of sleep, to exhausted from the attack you just had.

“We need a place to rest, Logan” Charles spoke.

“Damn it Charles” Logan said and you looked to him. He was gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white.

“We need food and a good nights rest no matter how risky, we won’t get far like this” the old man fought. Logan smacked the wheel and gave in with a sigh.

You pulled into the closest motel, Logan went to grab takeaway and you went with him. You didn’t talk during your trip, you ordered a lot of food, gave Logan all your money, took your food and stumbled back to the car without a word. You began to eat stomach so empty.

“You gonna eat all that?” He raised an eyebrow at your three burgers, two chips, two hash browns and coke.

“Yes” you said with your mouth full. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he drove back to the motel.

You all ate in silence before Logan helped Charles into bed.

Laura came up to you, held your hand in inspected it. You were confused by the action and stared at her.

“She wants to see your claws” Charles said a small smile on his face.

“Oh- no you don’t see them” you faked a chuckled as she showed hers with a grunt.

“Oh” you said staring at the two knives coming out of her knuckles.

“Mine aren’t like that” you gulped.

“Also very painful-“ she gave you begging eyes and you sighed.

“Ok” you grumbled. You held your hand up and winced as your nails fell off and metal claws came through.

“That’s disgusting” Logan said looking to your nails on the ground.

“I know” you muttered as the girl looked at them in awe.

“I can do it with my toes too” you said and she perked up.

“Not today” you said chuckling softly and she huffed.

“Watch this” you said forcing your eyes to go into night mode. It made them dark and reflective before going back to normal.

“Cat senses” you shrugged putting your claws back. Your nails grew back, you didn’t watch trying to keep those three burgers, two cups of chips and two hash browns down.

“You’ve got three that come out?” You asked Logan and he grunted nodding. He was old looking, worn down, he sounded like a raspy wolf, grunting and growing all the time. Though probably a Wolverine seeing as his name is Wolverine also.

“Not as disgusting as my nails though” you tried to joke but sighed. Charles chuckled softly half asleep though.

“Get some rest we leave in the morning” Logan said sternly and you sighed.

You took Laura to the other double bed and tucked her in. You laid down, your back to them and stared at the wall. You had found others, but it wasn’t like you were expecting.

Next Chapter

[dontcallmecarrie]

So I read the No Hero-canon crossover and I'm confused on who the Maximoff Twins' father was? Was it Canon!Victor? Or a non-mutation Magneto? And how are the Infinity Stomes their family heirlooms?

Whenever possible, I tend to stick to [what little I know of] the comics, friend. Well... okay, not exactly, most of what I know of X-Men and the Fantastic Four is from the early 2000s movies so I'm cribbing a lot from there too, for some things.

In this case, yes, Erik Lensherr is the father of Wanda and Pietro Maximoff.

In the main No Hero [Downward Descending] universe, he's one of Victor's mentors during the Latverian civil war, and is part of the reason he is Like That in terms of a) badassery, b) zero tolerance, 'shoot first, ask questions never' policy towards anything that smacks of Nazi ideology, and c) complete and utter inability to tell he's hopelessly in love with his close friend who he hasn't seen in years.

In NHDD, Erik ends up with Charles Xavier— and is also part of why Victor can only suspect him as the potential father of these little twin hellions. Kinda hard to do something like a genetic test for it, in a completely different dimension, after all. Not to mention that Victor distinctly remembers his mentor constantly writing to his pen pal to someplace in England— and, later, New York, and in all that time he's never once so much as glanced at anyone else with a fraction of the interest than he did those letters.

...so you can imagine Victor's bewilderment when he wakes up in a completely different dimension, and among HYDRA's potential lab rats are twin hellions who take one look at him and refuse to leave him alone. Which, in retrospect, would have been enough of a clue, but one has his mentor's eyes and laugh, and the other his smile and death glare.

It's not a paternity test, by any means. But it's enough for Victor to make an educated guess, and more than enough to royally piss him off— because while Wanda and Pietro may not know their father, having been raised by their maternal family and sharing their name, Victor is well aware that Erik's a Holocaust survivor. So the idea of HYDRA experimenting on his kids is more than enough to get Victor's blood boiling, even if he hadn't already been this close to losing it.

...and is also a bit of a commentary of mine re: the MCU's writing, because there's a laundry list of issues I had with it before ragequitting, but this is a big one for me. Ahem.

I've been leery about including 'mutations are known' in NHDD, mostly because if I go that route, I'd end up having to factor in an wide-scale alternate history no matter what I do, and my hands are full just trying to get the Fantastic Four movies and the MCU to cooperate.

Also, for Infinity Stones: no, one isn't an heirloom. It ends up *stuck* in an heirloom, completely by accident, but it's also one of the last things the twins have left of their mother, so they're reluctant to do anything that might possibly break it.

Please note that by this point in their timeline, they've pestered Loki into teaching them magic. Grudgingly. Because they give him migraines, because gdi, Pietro, magic doesn't work like that, like that, what the hell did you do? And Wanda's magic isn't much better, but at least it makes sense.

So when they show up, and ask if the "weird glowy thing" stuck in mom's favorite necklace/what-have-you is safe to wear, Loki's long since used to their bullshit and doesn't even question where tf they found an Infinity Stone. Just tells them that if it hasn't killed them yet, it probably won't, and so Wanda and/or Pietro goes "okay, cool, I'm wearing it then" and then proceeds to never take it off.

[look, before Infinity War, the MCU had long since established that humanity had a terrifyingly good track record with items of extreme cosmic power that they had no business in handling, okay? look, if a cat can apparently eat one, the twins can wear one gdi]

...and that is ALSO the story of how they unintentionally save their timeline/universe/whatever, because while Wanda and Pietro aren't heroes in this AU [more chaotic neutral than anything else, tbh, just like the rest of their friend group], they are NOT happy with the purple jackass who keeps trying to take one of the last things things they have left of their family.

Which results in them probably complaining to Loki, who tells his freshly-busted-out-of-Helheim good friend Hela that hey, looks like that stalkery creep's now bothering those two little brats that have somehow wormed their way into both of their hearts, and next thing anyone knows, the world is now sans one Mad Titan.

[sisterspooky1013]

Only One Choice, Chapter 9

Read it here on AO3 / Tagging @today-in-fic

He meets her in the hallway just outside the autopsy bay. She’s changed from scrubs into jeans and a green t-shirt with cap sleeves and his heart leaps when she enters his line of sight. He stands up a bit straighter, buoyed by her presence. He wants to hug her, but he stuffs his hands in his pockets instead. Off limits, he keeps reminding himself. Unavailable.

“Hi,” she says with a nervous little smile.

“Hey,” he responds with a broad grin. “Shall we?” he says as he tilts his head toward the exit.

It’s a wonderfully mild day and they walk the four blocks to Cafe Adamo, the orange Tooms file tucked neatly under his arm. They are mostly quiet as they walk, enjoying the warm breeze and lack of traffic noise. Scully lifts her hand to hoist her purse strap up on her shoulder and his stomach lurches when the sun catches on a large diamond ring on her finger. The ring finger of her left hand. It shouldn’t matter, unavailable is unavailable, but knowing that she’s getting married takes his already dashed dreams and stomps them into dust.

They sit at the same corner table they had on their previous visit and this time she orders an iced coffee, much to his relief; he’s not sure he can sit still through more foam-licking. He orders a drip, and as soon as their waiter leaves the table he has to say something.

“Looks like congratulations are in order,” he says, gesturing towards her hand with his chin.

She looks down at the table and startles a little, as if she herself hadn’t known the ring was there.

“Oh, yeah, um, thank you,” she replies tersely, avoiding his eye.

“When did that happen?” he inquires, morbidly curious.

“Uh, in late June, the twenty-first.”

His eyebrows lift a little. He’s sure she wasn’t wearing a ring the other times he’s seen her.

“That’s, uh, that’s great. Do you have a date set?” Why the fuck is he asking her about this? Right, because that’s what a friend would do.

“Yes, as of recently, it’s October thirteenth, this year.”

He chuffs a laugh, his head dropping close to the table.

“What?” she asks, her eyebrows knit in confusion.

He lifts his head to look at her with an ironic smile. “That’s my birthday,” he says flatly, and pink immediately rises to her cheeks.

“Oh,” she says as though she’s committed an embarrassing faux pas.

“Here, check this out,” he says, changing the subject and sliding the orange file across the table to her. “Eugene Victor Tooms, a seemingly typical, if not a little strange, man who was in fact a liver-eating mutant. He would eat his victim’s liver to sustain his own life, and then build a nest from newspaper and bile where he would hibernate for thirty years before repeating the pattern.”

“Bile? As in stomach acid?” Scully says with a doubtful tone that matches her expression.

“Yes ma’am, I had the unfortunate experience of coming into close contact with it and I can attest to its authenticity.”

“Mulder, humans don’t hibernate, much less for thirty years.”

“Well, Eugene Victor Tooms was hardly human, Scully. At one-hundred-twenty-one years young, he was on a steady diet of three livers per hibernation break.”

Their coffees are dropped off, but the conversation continues despite the interruption.

“The oldest human who’s ever lived is one-hundred-nineteen years old. On top of that, even if someone were to live to be one-hundred-twenty-one they certainly wouldn’t be healthy or fit enough to murder people and eat their livers, then have enough energy left over to build a bile-nest.” She’s animated, her hands punctuating her statements as her face quirks into an ‘I can't even believe I’m even having this conversation’ expression, and he can’t help but smile.

“Okay, if you don’t agree with my conclusions, Scully, then tell me what you think happened,” he says gently.

She pulls in a deep breath and lets it out in a huff, her shoulders deflating. “I don’t know, Mulder. I’d need access to the biological materials, to analyze them in a lab. We’d need to do a full physical work up on Mr. Tooms, genetic testing.”

Mulder bobs his head. “Well, that will prove difficult seeing as Mr. Tooms met his end under the teeth of an escalator,” he replies, and her eyes go big for a moment.

She shakes her head, closing the folder and sliding it back across the table towards him. “Didn’t it bother you, to work all these cases and never have any real answers?” she asks.

Mulder shrugs. “Yes and no. For me, it isn’t as much about the answers themselves as it is the journey towards the one great truth. Doors are opened along the way, avenues cleared, and it all lends itself towards moving me further along on my quest.”

She’s looking at him with soft, affectionate eyes. She’s really listening and it feels so fucking good. It’s not very often that anyone really listens when he talks. Really hears him.

“What do you consider to be your quest?” she asks gently.

“If I were really to narrow it down, to find my sister. Or to understand what happened to her.” His hand is sitting on top of the closed file and he startles a little when she reaches out and rests her palm against his knuckles. She gives him a sympathetic smile and then pulls it back, sitting up a bit straighter in her seat and busying herself stirring her coffee with a straw.

“Priscilla misses you,” he says, changing the subject again, and her delighted smile makes his heart swell.

“How can you possibly know that?” she replies skeptically, even though it’s clear that she wants it to be true.

“You think I can’t communicate with my cat?” he asks in mock offense, “what kind of roommate would I be if I didn’t learn to speak her language?”

Scully shakes her head, the smile still playing on her lips. “So how’d you end up being the one to keep her, anyway?” she asks, “she’s such a sweet cat, I’m surprised your ex was willing to part with her.”

Mulder takes a sip of his coffee before continuing. “At the time that Valerie, that’s my ex, moved out, she was planning to spend some time bumming around Europe so she really couldn't take Priscilla. I think by the time she got back, she felt too guilty about taking her away so she just let me keep her. Prissy always preferred me anyway, so I think she was satisfied with the custody arrangement.”

“So, you’re still in touch with her, then? Your ex?” She’s not making eye contact, trying to act casual, but he can tell she’s curious to know if they’re still involved. He’s curious to know why she cares.

“Oh, yeah, we’re on good terms, always have been. We don’t spend a ton of time together, but I would still consider her a close friend,” he answers honestly.

Scully frowns a little. “Then why did you break up, if you get along so well?”

Mulder sits back in his chair, considering the question for a moment. “I guess there just wasn’t a spark, you know. We looked great on paper, very compatible technically speaking. She was my best friend, a great partner. There was just something missing, for both of us. I loved her, still love her, but not in that way that makes you go ‘shit, I could spend the rest of my life waking up next to this person.’ And we both wanted that, and thought maybe we could have it with someone else, so we broke up.” He leans forward again, elbows on the table top, and takes in her stoic expression.

After a moment of contemplation, she speaks. “How would you know, if you had ‘the spark’ as you call it? What does that even mean?” There’s a mild defensiveness to her tone and it confuses him.

“I think...I think you just know,” he says, meeting her eye. She swallows and then drops her gaze, picking up her cup and sucking noisily at the last drops of coffee that cling to the ice.