#PUT YOUR PAWS UP SHOW THEM CLAWS IF YOU'VE GOT SOME

[torapaw]

HE CAN TALK???????? HI DUSTER MAYBE YOU SHOULD GET OUT OF THERE

apparently someone's been copying my super cool oc's main weapon design?? not cool motherfucker. everyone block @lucaspaw for having a dead mom and being a little pissbaby weeh weeeh wahhh bitch FUCK you

[citruswriter]

Hi! I was wondering if I can request the tmnt bayverse brothers with a kitsune little sister?(reader) just general sibling hc’s ~3~

Bayverse Turtles x Kitsune Little Sister

Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Warnings: Kitsune Reader, Reader has fire based abilities.

A/N: Absatootly! I have a soft spot for Kitsune readers tbh. They're one of my favorite mythical creatures.

Leonardo 🧡

Utterly adores you.

He loves sparring with you especially. Both with and without your flames.

Absentmindedly pets you if you're close to him while he's relaxing, especially if he's reading. He'll just start petting your ears and if you ask nicely, he'll even read out loud to you.

As a highly spiritual being, you often meditate. You're one of the only people allowed in Leo's personal meditation room. You're allowed in at any time. If he's already in there, he'll scooch to the side a bit to make more room for you. But if you're in there before him, he'll give a gentle hello before settling beside you.

As the mother hen of the group, he mothers you. He can't help it. You're the littilest of them all. Of course, he knows better than to underestimate you, but that doesn't stop you from scolding you.

Please ease him into the idea if you have a partner, especially if it's a boy. All he can think about is you and him having sex. You'll need to reassure him and let him know that you're not going around having unprotected sex and risking getting pregnant.

Even if you do dumb shit though, he's the first one to rescue you. You are still his little sister after all. He's had to save his brothers several time and you are no exception.

He will attempt to ground you though. Trust me. If you wanna get out of it, you better hope Splinter doesn't agree with him or else you'll end up double grounded!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Raphael 🧡

His 👏 little 👏 sparring 👏 buddy. 👏

He wants you to go at him with everything you've got. Claws, fangs, fire. Hell, he'll egg you know until you transform into your true fox form. He wants to push both him and you.

He's gotten burnt more than once from sparring with you. Of course, thanks to the thick scales he has, it's not too bad. Some cleaning spray from Donnie and a scolding from Leo and he's all set.

Definitely has a few minor scars from you and wears them with pride. "Yeah this one is from my little sister over there. Got me good."

Knits you little hats with holes for your ears as well as hats specifically designed to comfortably cover them up without squishing them too badly.

Is on the front lines with Leo if you get a boyfriend. But while Leo is fretting over you, Raph is having a little talk with your boyfriend. Shotgun? Ahahaha. No. His fists are bigger than his head and he will use them.

The two of you are always getting into mischief together. Do you two get scolded by Leo? Yes. Do the two of you get grounded together? Absolutely. Is it worth it? Totally.

Not uncommon for you to sit all curled up in a miniature version of your fox form on his lap while he watches a show or knits. Just don't paw at his yarn.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Donatello 🧡

Uses you like you're a welding machine. I'm not even kidding. Hey. He needs these pieces fused and you just so happen to have fire abilities. Might as well put em to good use.

It's not uncommon for him to find you sleeping in your mini fox form under his desk. All the equipment warms up the space down there and it makes a cozy little nook down there for you.

He did learn the hard way that he needed to check under there though. Let's just say he found your teeth in his ankle after he accidentally kicked you once. Yeah. Not a pleasant experience for him.

Will ask for your help with projects. Your tiny fingers are pretty useful at times.

Sometimes Leo wants the meditation room to himself. In those moments, you'll actually go to Donnie's lab and meditate there. If he's not building something, it's actually pretty quiet in there. Perfect for your next thirty minute meditation session.

Will probably be the most receptive of you getting a partner, regardless of gender. Will make it clear that if something goes down, that you're always safe to come to him without judgment.

Likes to groom your fur. He enjoys taking all sorts of fancy brushes and products to them. If you'll let him, he'll take pet friendly dye and dye pretty patterns in your fur.

Is the one that usually gets you out of trouble. He won't help you if you've genuinely fucked up, you need to learn your lesson. But if Leo is being overbearing again then he's usually the first one to talk him into getting you out of trouble. He needs his little helper!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Michaelangelo 🧡

Pranks. That's it. That's the post. Jk. But seriously, you're his little prankster buddy.

Your mini fox form is super handy for setting certain pranks and he always manages to bring you on board with whatever evil plan he has.

Loves sparring you, especially in your fox form. Not a big fan of the fire though. He won't admit it but the flames freak him out a bit.

Do not think that this man won't snitch you out. If he's going to the ha'shi, so are you bitch! Ain't no way he's going in alone! *raises frying pan* Snitches get stitches.

Will take full advantage of your bigger fox form. Please he's just so cold, won't you warm him up? It's just for a few minutes, he promises!

Loves playing video games with you but will absolutely laugh and rub it in your face when he kicks your ass.

Beware if you get a partner. He will recruit them into the prankster brigade and he will convince them to team up with him against you. You are not safe.

Absolutely teases you for being the youngest. But don't worry, he probably loves you the most too. You're just his little sister and you mean everything to him.

And there we go! Not my finest work *sobs* but I still like it. :D

[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°- you give him butterflies

๑-context: your 'just friends' but after him getting those butterflies from you they realise their feelings

๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji

°- kazutora hanemiya

'just friends' has turned to 'just bullshit' cause his little heart is unfamiliar with the feeling he's getting, it's an uncomfortable and foreign feeling when you feel like something is tugging and clawing at your stomach but only with soft paws, especially after you did something that made his eyes glisten with light and cause him to tug a sheepish smile.

he had to quickly brush it off and put his mind on something else other than you but not even a minute later you were all over his mind. even if he tried to think of a certain memory that you weren't in, you had somehow managed to place yourself in the said memory,

maybe that's cause your not that far away from him and instead your sitting right Infront of him with a cotton ball In-between your fingers as you clean the blood off kazutora's face. you've patched him up plenty of times before after he had gotten into a fight but somehow, someway this moment has made his stomach do backflips. what happened? why now?

he grew nervous, and honestly it became adorable of him. trying to avoid looking at you with his heart beat quickening and when he did look at you it was just for a second before he started to grow a little embarrassed and hold his breath for a couple of seconds before slowly and subtly letting go so that you don't notice, he tried to man up and be all casual and as time went on sure enough he did calm down but you never stopped picking at his brain trying to find some sources of when his feelings evolved.

he'd take sneak peaks from the side as your packing the medical stuff up and all he'd think is bullshit, there's no way that he can feel like this, there's no way that you'd feel the same, there's no way you'd let him wrap his arms around you and playfully tackle you down to cuddle. it's bullshit. he's in total denial that's for sure though.

°- chifuyu matsuno

he tried to shrug it off even though he fully knew what that feeling was, it's described everywhere in books and shows. he's always wished for a moment like this where he finds out that he likes someone from looking at them and noticing their beauty from inside and out but he hasn't thought that you'd be the one to pull those strings and let the butterflies into him.

he doesn't consider it to be a bad thing in a way 'why them?' but he finds it to be a bad thing cause he doesn't wish for you to find out, he wants to stray friends with you and not ruin any moments but sometimes he thinks that those moments could improve with what could happen between you two. instead of walking alongside with a gap in-between you two, you could be sweetly holding hands or somehow latched onto eachother, all while chifuyu is bragging about you in his mind 'yeah their mine!'

no no. he has to stay focused here, he can't picture stuff like that with you especially not now since all your attention is on him. a few moments before chifuyu was ranting on about a show that he has recently started to watch and got a little carried away with mentioning his favourite character but when he realised that he was blabbing on for too long he stopped and turned to look at you expecting you to not have paid much attention, only to be met with your eyes staring at him with a small smile of yours that perfects your features.

"...and then what?" are the words that came out of you indicating that you paid attention to every single word that he has been saying. chifuyu knows those butterflies were most likely caused by being appreciated but his 'lover boy' mind always manages to move in that sort of direction. half the time he has to constantly remind himself to not romanticise everything at any given time, but when it comes to you in this very moment maybe you'd be able to spawn butterflies in his stomach all the time.

°- Baji Keisuke

to him it almost felt like a minor rush of adrenaline, he just wanted to scoop you up in a fun sort of way as you tell him to put you down but he just keeps hold of you causing it to turn into a fit of laughed and smiles. that didn't happen though, it was all in his head.

however sometimes he hates that butterfly feeling since it causes his mind to automatically go in a direction that he knows it shouldn't go to, sometimes he feels as if the only way for that feeling to go away is if you go away with it too but Baji knows that would never happen, he wouldn't allow that to happen not I'm a million years especially with how you manage to quicken his heartbeat and make his smile grow wider.

he knew what was soon about to happen with his feelings and thoughts, the flutters in his stomach and how his heart seems to also manage to grow some wings. it's like a reverse stomach drop, both agonising but one has more sentimental value.

but why did he gain those butterflies when your just playing around with an old, stray cat? it's your smile, adorable and contagious. your gentle and loving strokes as the cat purs besides you despite it having a bit of matted and unclean fur, your sweet side.

the scene played out made Baji to see more of you, sure he already knows a lot about you but somehow, someway it's as if this was enough time for unexpected feelings to develop.

♡----

[abronzeagegod]

Eldritch Tech Support 5

more eldritch tech support stories

[Brought to you by a kofi donation. Someone liked this series enough to buy me a kofi and even though they didn't ask for another one, I wrote this in thanks. Please enjoy!]

It was the first time you'd been back to work after the whole calling the Exterminators thing. Your boss gave you an appropriate talk about your mental health and well-being but honestly sitting in your apartment or in Lytha's hospital room was starting to get real boring and wasn't doing you any favors.

"I'm good, really," you say.

"Well I've got something for you, should be pretty easy, but there are some time constraints," you boss' second head says as one of their three arms hands you the job file. "Gotta get it done by sundown so it's a bit of a rush job."

"Oh, that shouldn't be a problem."

"You're fine with werewolves and vampires?"

"Yeah, my sister and uncle are lycanthropes."

"Cool. Now go work, be safe, and whatever other platitudes," your boss says as they turn both heads back to their tasks at hand.

You gather you work kit for home visits and take one of the company cars to the address. You grab some of the gear you'll think you'll need and ring the buzzer for the apartment. There's always this weird nervous sinking feeling in your gut whenever you ring a bell. For some reason you're always worried that you're ringing the wrong bell.

"Who is it?"

You give your name and tell them you're with tech support.

"Oh! Great! Uh... Let me buzz you in, might take me a second, hold on."

You wait longer than you thought you'd have to for the door to open. When the door buzzer does finally sound you push in and climb the stairs to the apartment.

You get to the door to the apartment to find it still closed but there's some clawing sounds at the door. The job notes didn't mention anything about any pets, but that generally doesn't concern you. Eventually the door opens and you see a very dishelved man standing before you. His hair looks like he hasn't combed it in more than a decade, he hasn't slept in days, and his beard (which he shouldn't be growing) is very patchy in the worst way.

"Sorry about that, full moon is tonight, and I've been having a stressful day," he says with an awkward wave showing off a partially transformed hand-paw hybrid that would make it very hard to open doors. "My name's Vincent by the way."

You nod in understanding. Your sister had this happen a few times when the full moon landed right around her college finals. The stress made her partially transform before the sun set, which in turn made her more stressed. It was a vicious cycle.

"How can I help you today?" you ask.

Vincent leads you into his apartment that isn't the cleanest but it is a far cry from the worst apartment you've ever been in.

"I have a friend coming over to help me with the transformation. She's a vampire so I wanted to surprise her with the camera-mirror thing, whatever, and it only got delivered today, so I was trying to install it but it comes with all this dumb stuff that I didn't ask for, and the helpline wasn't very helpful, and it stressed me out and this happened," Vincent says as he holds up his hands, "which made it all very hard so I called you."

"I see," you say as you look over his purchase. Pretty standard stuff, also decently pricey. Actually Vincent got one of the highest end things. "What did you not want to get?"

"Well there's this artificial intelligence or something that is apparently always watching or listening, and if I'm putting this in my bathroom, I don't need that."

"I understand. You have two units though, is there somewhere else you wanted to install one? And did you want that one with all of the features or not?"

"No, no, no, I was going to put that one in the bedroom, but uh.... later. And again, not really up on the spying and constantly watching thing."

You nod in understanding. That's not really what this company is known for. They manufacture mirror replacements for vampires and others that might be cursed by mirror-dimension beings or are otherwise reflection compromised. Since the overlap between those beings and the very powerful, spying and keeping data on them would be a fast track to a terrible end, Arctine Industries makes lots of promises to not keep any data on their costumers from their products. But you can tell that Vincent isn't one to debate those points, he doesn't want the camera tracking and automatic features then you won't install those, simple enough.

"I can install these for you, no problem. It will take me a little bit. We can even put in a refund for you with Arctine for the pieces you don't want, but honestly it's mildly annoying and takes a while, so what I can do is have my company buy the tech from you at a reasonable price and you can have the money as early as tomorrow," you explain.

"Oh yeah, I think that would be better."

"Where should I start?"

"Oh... right... bathroom," Vincent says as he leads you to the bathroom. "Let me know if you need anything. I'm going to go... clean up the bedroom real quick."

You grab the equipment and move to the mirror. The tech seems complicated and a lot to people who might not be familiar with the stuff, and from the quick survey of Vincent's place he doesn't seem to be extremely tech savvy. (Funny how that works with werewolves who seem to always have some aversion to modern technology. You can't help but wonder if that's something in their nature. Maybe the moon just hates computers.)

It's simple to mount the few small cameras around the mirror, almost invisible. The hard part is wiring the cameras to the projector and screen that sits behind the mirror. It's very specific and a little technical if you want the projected image to sit on top of the mirror to simulate the reflection properly and everything.

By the time you're done Vincent has come back, possibly from cleaning up his bedroom. You're just testing out the cameras to make sure that they are working.

"Did I get some good stuff?" Vincent asks.

"You got the top of the line tech," you say as your reflection looks back at you.

"Oh good, I was worried I got some stuff that wasn't going to work," he says with a nervous little smile.

"Your friend will thank you," you tell him. "Here, you push here on the mirror to turn on the cameras or turn them off."

"Ok, good to know."

"Now, I can get started on the other mirror, and I should be done before sundown."

"Thanks! I really hope she likes this. Do you think she'll like it?" Vincent asks as he shows you to the bedroom.

"I think so," you say. You can kind of tell where this is going but you hope it stops before it gets there.

"I've never really tried to make any moves on a vampire or woman really," Vincent says as you start unboxing all the stuff for the mirror in the bedroom. Your face is starting to get flush. Is he really going to be divulging his sex life to you? "Sorry, this is probably too much, but I'm nervous and a little stressed as you can tell. And my last partner tried to use my wolf to kill people so I'm a little worried. Also my last two partners have been men so I'm a little out of practice when it comes to women."

Wow. He's just going right for it. Giving you all of his information and trauma. You've been in his apartment for an hour.

"I'm afraid I can't help you with relationships in general," you say. You feel like you have to share a little bit since he's standing there, watching you work (you hate it when people watch you work), with his sad wolf paws and sad demeanor. "My last relationship kind of fizzled out when they faked their death. They said it was to commit insurance fraud but I have a feeling like they mostly wanted to get away from me." Oh crap, now that you've started you can't stop yourself. "And there's someone that I like at work but it's all complicated and stuff."

"Oh, that's terrible. I feel your pain," Vincent says.

"But I think the trick to dating women is to not really think of them as any different than anyone else you want to date."

Vincent covers his face for a moment. "Yes, obviously. You're right, I'm being very dumb."

"You clearly care for them a great deal, and they are coming here to help you through the full moon so that has to mean something," you offer as you try to remount the mirror on the wall.

"Yeah, Ivory is something special. But she's only coming over because she doesn't have any clients." Vincent helps you lift the mirror.

You almost drop your side when he says the name. You know Lady Ivory, well know of her. She's one of the most influential vampires in the city. Her campaign to get elected to the Night Shore was something else, and that election was extremely bitter. You couldn't even vote in it (since you're not a vampire or are in any affiliated with the Night Shore) but you know the candidates and their ads. And Lady Ivory was a commanding, intimidating, powerful figure which is all before you take into account her vampire abilities.

And your sister had to stay with Lady Ivory for her Flensing Moon. You saw the vampire being calm, collected, and utterly in control after hosting a borderline feral werewolf during the height of their lycanthrope ritual. If he's trying to date that Lady Ivory then... well... you've got nothing.

"Well... uh... if Lady Ivory is coming here, for you, then I think... uh... not to presume too much but... she must like you enough to come here and help out," you say.

Vincent, after a few seconds to listen to what you had to say, visibly relaxes. "You're right. Thanks!"

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" you ask. You now really want to get out of here before Lady Ivory shows up to her almost-boyfriend's house. While it would make a great story around the water cooler, somehow you fear the Night Shore Vampire more than some of the old gods you've done jobs for. Lady Ivory is more... immediate.

"No, you've been a great help, thank you!"

You hastily gather your things. "We'll issue you a rebate soon, and we'll email you a survey if you could fill it out when you have a moment to let us know how our service was it would really help."

Vincent nodded as he followed you to the door. "Might not have time until after the full moon."

"Of course," you say as you let yourself out to save Vincent the struggle with the doorknob.

"And hey, these relationship problems are only as complicated as you make them."

You nod, thank Vincent, and leave the apartment.

As you leave the building a pale woman in jean shorts a tank top and a massive sun hat and sunglasses walks by. You feel a cold shiver as the Vampire Lady walked by you straight to Vincent's door. You can't believe you saw Lady Ivory dressed down. Holy shit.

You pack up the car and start heading back to the office when you get a phone call.

It was Lytha.

"Hey, I need you to come get me out of this stupid hospital bed," she says. Even though you saw her yesterday it's so nice to hear her voice. "It's been a week, I'm fine, and if I don't get a patty melt soon I'm going to jump out a window."

You promise to rescue her soon. Hopefully it won't be too complicated.

More of Vincent and Lady Ivory as side characters

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[corie-is-writing]

↳ ❝ [S Y N P O S I S] ¡! ❞

Y/n L/n, a simple minded reader, is one of the biggest fans of a popular web novel, Twisted wonderland. In their shock after finding out it has ended, they froze in the middle of a busy street and got hit by a truck.

Dizzy and confused, they have awoken in a coffin in the world they adore so much, and must use their knowledge to survive and stop the boys from overblotting.

↳ ❝ [M A S T E R L I S T] ¡! ❞

↳ ❝ [THE CRIMSON TYRANT] ¡! ❞

˗ˏˋ Talks and a request ´ˎ˗

Note: Sorry this took so long, school got in the way, might be the last post until the finals are over.

After the sudden dispute, you and the others took a seat at an empty table– one that some other students definitely did not give up to you after what they have seen.

"Y/n! What a pleasant show you've put on~" The cheery voice of a diamond says, the card duo and Grim practically jump out their skins in surprise as the ginger sits down besides you.

"I didn't mean to do that though..." You mumble, though your words went unheard as Cater slumps and wraps an arm around your shoulder.

"That was super cool! How'd you get so strong?" He asked, eyes sparkling and hand already on his phone ready to make a post about what ever secret technique you use.

"Cater, let's not bother them while they're eating." A certain green haired boy says.

You and the others look up to see Trey appear, taking a seat next to Cater.

"Hang on- Who're you?" Ace asks, and Trey gives a sheepish apology.

"I'm Trey Clover, I'm a third hear in Heartslabyul like Cater." He says, "And you're that student who got put into ramsh- I mean, the unused building, correct?" Trey questions, turning his eyes to meet yours.

"Yep, and it's fine you if you say ramshackle." You say, mumbling that last sentence a bit as you take a bite of your food.

"Anyway! Didn't cha trick us into painting the roses for ya!?" Grim shouts, pointing fingers (claws?) at Cater.

The ginger pouts, crossing his arms. "So mean! I had no choice, it's our dorms rule y'know~"

"You were grinning the whole time though.." Deuce deadpans, staring blanky at the diamond.

"Now now, Deucy. Those rules only apply inside our dorm. Outside, I'm a whole 'nother person!"

"Don't call me Deucy!"

You giggled at the interaction between the two, and listened half heartedly as Grim asks about the dorms and the Heartslabyul 3rd years begin to explain.

Soon, they start talking about Diasomnia.

'EEEK! I COMEPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT MY BBG MALLEUS' You brought a hand to your lips as your jaw hung low in shock, lightly slapping your cheeks to which Ace raised a brow at.

"Diasomnia..Ah, look there." Cater points at a group of extinguished students, they seem to be glowing in all their glory– a whole another level and vibe from the rests.

"Diasomnia is filled with exceptionally talented and great, promising magicians. They're prodigies at almost everything." Trey says.

"They have this kind of aura that makes it hard to approach them, even their dorm leader has this mega "don't you dare talk to me" vibe." Cater adds.

Ace peers to the side, taking a glimpse of the group before confusion appears on his face. "Why is there a kid with them?"

At that, you look to see a boy with choppy pink striped hair, wearing clothes to large for him, he had pointy ears that twitched at Ace's question and ruby eyes that looked to the side, eyeing your table.

"The school allows students enter by skip years, but that's that the case here." Trey says, pushing his glasses up. "He's a third year, his name is.."

"Lilia, Lilia Vanrouge."

The sound of his deep voice startled everyone, looking up to see the little bat floating upside down. His hair fell down and his eyes trailed over his little details of everyone's faces before meeting yours.

"H-he just teleported over here!" Grim screeched, panting heavily with a paw over where his heart should be.

"Are you all curious about my age?" Lilia chuckled lightly, placing himself in the right position before blood pools to his head. "My cute appearance might be bursting with youth, but as your friend said, I am not exactly the age one would call a child."

"Bursting with youth..?" Trey mumbled, sweat forming on the side of his face.

"There's no need to simply look on from afar." Lilia says, giving a little grin with welcoming eyes. "Come up and speak any time you wish. We at Diasomnia always welcome everyone with open arms."

As he says this, he steps over to you, placing a firm grip on your shoulders with a gaze that quickens your heart pace.

'Holy fuck he's so coolaksiqksiqa. AAAAAAAAAAAAA'

Ar his words, your table hesitantly turned their gaze to Lilia's words. You calm yourself and follow their steps– meeting eyes with a certain silver haired boy and green haired simp.

"I don't think your friends feel the same way.." Deuce sweats, giving a blank stare.

Lilia chuckles at that. "Apologies for interrupting you in your meal. Until we meet again."

The bat appears back in his seat, settled in and immediately talking with his group as one last gaze is sent to you.

"Our table is almost over 20 meters away from them, yet he still heard us..?" Ace breathed, shuddering slightly.

"W-well, Diasomnia has many peculiar members." Trey says. "Many of their students excel at all kinds of magic. Their dorm leader, Malleus Draconia, is counted among the top five mages in the world."

"For real, though, Malleus is like, the most super of super crazy powerful." Cater adds, before giving a grin to you, "Maybe you're as strong as him, seeing as you sent that troublemaker earlier flying so easily."

You blush, banging your head on the table– Grim almost jumps in his seat and gives you a worrying look as Cater laughs.

"Though on the topic, our dorm leader is his own brand of craziness." The ginger says.

"So true!" Ginger number 2 joins, "All I did was eat a single piece of tart and he collared me. His narrow mindedness is super crazy."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Sure are. Blew right past "strict" and straight into being a tyrant."

Oh, dear, this is quite awkward.

The mood was stiff and you couldn't help but feel as if fear had struck your heart.

Deuce hesitantly points behind Ace, "Dude..behind you."

The ginger follows his leader in confusion, only to be met with the face of the very person he was talking about.

"DORMLEADER?!"

Riddle had a menacing glare, crossing his arms as he stared dwon the boy.

"R-Riddle! You're super crazy cu-"

"Cater, if you run your mouth I'll take it off together with your head."

That shut him up, not without a huff and a pout.

"Ffgna! This is the guy who put that weird collar on me!" Grim says, shaking in his fur as he hides himself behind you.

"And you're the new students who caused all that fuss about a possible expulsion yesterday." The said students– including you, all had your heads down in shame.

"For goodness' sake, the headmaster is far too soft." Riddle sighs, rubbing his temples. "All he has to do is lop off the heads of everyone who doesn't follow the rules."

"He may look innocent, but the words coming out of his mouth sure do suggest otherwise.." Ace mumbled, eyes twitching a bit.

"The headmaster may have forgiven you, but make no mistake, the next time you choose to break the rules, I will mosf certainly not." Riddle declares, chills are sent down to students who weren't even close enough to hear.

"I was prepared to take off your collar if you learned your lesson..but.."

His voice suddenly became muffled to you, your eyes trailed to his hand and pen, the way his body moved fluidly along with his words that asserted complete authority had given you a funny idea.

"Following the Laws of the Queen of Hearts, No. 339, "Tea after a meal should always be lemon with two sugars. I must go buy sugar cubes from the school store, so I'll be on my way." The red head states, leaving.

"Phew, that was a close one.." Cater lets out a heavy sigh.

"That guy is so obnoxious."

"Hey! That's rude!"

As Deuce lightly scolds the beast, whispers begin to grow and eyes follow the dormleader's disappearing figure, you take that as your que and leave the table– arousing concern and confusion.

You walk right up to Riddle, tapping his shoulder. He turns to you with a perplexed expression. "Is something wrong?"

"Can you collar me?"

"Y/N??!!!"

[silverisbestboy]

Sonic Boom x Reader

Requested by @blackace1993: Conversation was accidentally deleted but from what I remeber of it, they wanted hc for the Sonic Boom characters who has a partner who frequently gets into trouble and/or captured by Eggman. They didn't specify which character they wanted so I just did all of them minus Tails. Hope you enjoy!

Sonic:

There's no denying it

Sonic was smitten

The moment you set foot on the island Sonic was taken aback by you

To him, you were drop dead gorgeous with a great personality so I guess you could say it was love at first sight for him

This boy is a fool for you

It's actually quite funny watching him zip across the island at the slightest remark that you need something

"Man, you what? I'm feeling kind of hungry"

"Say no more!" He'll say as he zooms away and reappears seconds later with a chili dog in hand

"Uhhhh"

But, unfortunately for you, being in any sort of relationship with Sonic is not wothout complication

Eggman sees you as a new oppurtunity to best Sonic and ends up taking you hostage on a regular basis

The first time it happens, Sonic all but destroys Eggman's fortress looking for you

But after it continuously happening, it starts getting kinda old

"Greeting Sonic! I see you've come to rescue your little girlfriend"

"Yeah, yeah. Can we just we just get to the part where I clobber you?"

It gets to the point where Sonic starts teaching you how to defend yourself so you can hold your own against Eggman

Not that he doesn't mind rescuing, it's just he can't always be there to protect

With the amount of times they've had to save you, the team are already very familiar with you and consider you apart of their friend group

But as you get better is self-defence, Sonic officially announces you as part of the team and you start joining them on missions

While Sonic does tend to stick to your side more than his other teammates during battle, he's glad to have you fighting alongside them

After all, he's happy to spend as much time with you as possible, even if that means having to bash Eggman's robots to do so

Knuckles:

You're not a bad person

So what if you have anger issues

So what if you get into fights from time to time

So what if you've been in trouble with the cops before

Doesn't mean you're a bad person, it just means you've.... got some issues

One day you're not in the best mood and have already had a pretty shitty day, and you're just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode

So it's no wonder that when a big guy bumps into you and causes you to drop the tray of food you're holding, you go off on him

Unfortunately for you, this guy is huge, a tall red echidna with bulking arms that looks like he could punch you into next week

But you're not one to back down from a fight, you've beaten up guys twice your size before and you're not afraid to do it again

"Woah, hey, sorry about that, didn't see you there."

What, is he dense?! Who does this guy think he is barrelling into anyone he pleases just because he's big? You bet he was just gonna walk off without even helping you. Well, you'd show him!

Without warning, you lunged at the echidna with the intent of knocking him over the same way he almost did to you

But you underestimated his initial strength and reflexes and he caught you midair with your legs kicking and your hands clawing for his face

"Woah, dude chill! I said I was sorry!"

He just kinda holds you up in air at arms length with you kicking and screaming until you eventually tire yourself out

The echidna stares at you cautiously

"Are you good now?"

After a moment, you reluctantly nod, and he gently sets you back on your feet

He then carefully leans down without takong his eyes off you and grabs your burger which is still wrapped in foil and reaches it out to you

"How about we start over? I'm Knuckles."

You thought after that encounter, that was the last you'd see of him

But one day, you've gotten yourself into another fight, and to say you're losing would be an understatement

It's once again, a guy twice your size and he's absolutely beating the crap out of you

But by some miracle, Knuckles happens to be walking by and immediately notices you

He steps in to save you, and the guy you're fighting knows about Knuckles being part of Sonic's team and doesn't even bother attempting to fight him

Knuckles takes your half conscious body to Tails's work shop where they fix you up

After that, Knuckles refuses to leave you alone

Even if you try to leave, he always ends finding you to make sure you don't get into more trouble

He helps you find outlets for your anger by sparring and working out with him

You grow a soft spot for Knuckles that you'd never thought you'd have for anyone

He's your big goofball that somehow always manages to calm you down and get you out of whatever trouble your in

Though it's beyond you why anyone would want to put up with you, eespecially a lovable ray of sunshine like Knuckles, you're so grateful that you have someone like himin your life to keep you in check

A/N: Might make more hcs for that because I absolutely love the idea of big, strong goofball Knuckles having a little ball of pure rage as a partner.

Amy Rose:

Some would say you're a pacifist

Some would say you care too much

Some would say you're too nice

But you like to think that you're just trying to do good in the world

You're definitely the type of person that hates conflict and wants everyone to get along, and you're more often than not a bit of a pushover

You like to give people benefit of the doubt and prefer to see the good in people, although sometimes, this affects you negatively

A kindly looking (or at least in your opinion) wolf with a showman's top hat and a certain glint his eyes one day stops you in your tracks and asks you ever so politely if you would kindly lend him some money to help feed his family

Of course, you're quick to help, but little do you know that this is none other than T.W. Barker himself, and he's been watching you carefully for some time

He notices the way you jump at the oppurtunity to help someone in need, and he being a con man at heart, decides to take advantage of that

But before you can lend the man all the money you have in your pocket, a certain pink hedgehog decides to interfere

"Hey, you leave her alone Barker! Go find your own ATM machine!"

Amy Rose herself stands not far behind you, hammer in hand and ready for trouble

"N-now, now, let's not be too hasty. I was simply accepting a generous donation from this unsuspecting-- I mean self-less young lady."

"Yeah right. Beat it before I hammer you into next Tuesday, punk!"

You're in utter shock as the seeming wolf in sheep's clothing (pun intended) makes his escape

"Gotta look out for scumbags. Seems this village is getting more and more of them everyday. Anyways, I'm Amy, what's your name?"

Since then, Amy keeps a close eye on you to make sure you don't become prey to anymore scam artists

Now Amy will never admit she has anger issues, but she does get... irritated from time to time

On more than one occasion, you're there to help her calm down and have a sleepover planned or a spa day for when things get particularly rough for her

Whenever she needs help choosing which paint to redo her wall with, or which dress she should wear to a party, she calls you up, because no matter what you're interests are or how inconvenient the timing might seem, you're ready to help a friend, even with mundane things

Amy has you become a part of the Sonic family, and while you never do join them in battles, you help keep the peace between the team whenever there's an argument

And Amy always makes sure your overly caring attitude isn't being taken advantage of

No matter the time or the place, Amy knows she can always count on you, and you know she's always got your back

Sticks:

Well this is quite the predicament you've gotten yourself into

A lot of people would descibe you as clumsy, but you knew you just bad luck

And to prove just that, here you were dangling upside from a rope trap after deciding to take a liesure stroll through the forest

What are we, nomads? Who sets out traps in the middle of the woods anymore?!

After about 20 minutes, the blood is rushing to your head and you're starting to feel faint

But just as you think that your bad luck will finally be the end of you, figure bursts from the bushes with a fierce battle cry

It's a badger girl with a boomerang clutched in her paw, ready for a fight

But after a moment she realizes just who's gotten caught up in her trap

"Hey, what's the big idea?! Why're you in my snare?"

"Why am I in your snare? Why did you put out a snare you loon?!"

After about 5 minutes of arguing, Sticks reluctantly cuts you down, begrudgingly explaining that she set out a trap for any woodland monsters

You run into her again on another walk, crossing a small stream before tripping on one of the stepping stones and almost falling in before a furry arm wraps around your waist

"You outta be more careful out here. The wilderness is no place to be a klutz."

"Hey, I'm not a klutz. I just have bad luck is all."

And what more to gain the attention of a superstitious badger than the possibility of supernatural forces at play

"You could've been hexed by a witch. Or worse, there could be a vengeful spirit after you! We gotta get you an exorcist!"

"I'm fine, I'm just unlucky. Always have been always will be."

"We should still burn some sage in your home just to be sure."

You let Sticks do what she wants with you, after all, her superstitious perspective is a nice change from everyone just thinking your clumsy

You think her attempts to "cleanse" you are endearing, she tries something new everyday, and you end up learning a thing or two about survival and the corruptedness of politics from her

Weeks later, her attempts slowly dwindle down, and she just comes to accept she's just gonna have to keep an extra close eye on you, especially when she sets out booby traps

The time y'all have spent together, although it was somewhat motivated by Sticks not wanting to get whatever curse you exposed her to, lead to y'all having a close bond

Everyone has their quirks, she's paranoid and you're clumsy, but you two always manage to work things out

And that's the beauty of a relationship

A/N: Sorry I haven't been that active lately, so take this as an apology. Four hcs for the price of one!

[resinatingbeauty]

In Memory of The Best Friend I Ever Had - RIP Shadow (assumed)- 4/30/2021

Shadow showed up at my parents house where I lived at the time, one night back in 2016. I had just gotten home from working at a local country club late in the evening, tired, and physically burnt out from working 40+ hours a week on top of going to college for my associates degree. I saw something pass by the driveway out of the corner of my eye. Something massively fluffy, tail straight up in the air, trotting along. There are many feral cat colonies in this town and many cat owners that lived on that street. Needless to say, I didn't expect this one to whip back around and start chirping at me, rubbing my legs after I called to her.

My mother was adamant when my last two cats had past 8 or so years prior that she wasn't looking for any more pets. My mom loves animals, but she also loves her home and was thinking about doing renovations before adopting any new companions. I knew I was in trouble when this cat came to me with nothing but affection, clearly malnourished, but strangely well groomed. I knew she had to be owned by someone, I had no idea who.

That night I went inside after spending some time enjoying her company. At the time, I was calling 'Charlemange'' as a play on 'Charlemagne'. I had been taking a medieval humanities course at the time and the name seemed fitting enough considering how much scraggly fur she had. Huge paws. Big, fluffy tail and mane. I had never seen a cat so gorgeous around the area. All the feral cats are short hairs, reinforcing my notion that she had to be someone's pet.

I watched through the window slit of the front door as Charlemange played with the moths and other bugs that were attracted to the lamp post my parents have at the end of the driveway and regretted leaving her out there.

I simply thought that Charlemange would return home where she belonged. When I went out to my back screened in patio, whom do you think was waiting for me? Meowing? Charlemange. To my mother's horror, she would launch herself at the screen and hang there to get our attention. Imagine this big ass cat hanging from your screened in porch you've been trying to renovate by all her claws.

She was persistent and Charlemange NEVER returned home, wherever home was.

Eventually, I sealed the deal, low key giving her a can of tuna. Now you see how Shadow went from Charlemange to Shadow.

For about a month, all I had to do was make a high pitched noise and Shadow would come out of wherever brush she was stalking, running and talking until she found me. One evening, I went to give her her dinner, and she shot in the front door.

Mortified, I watched as she scooted right into the one place that I dreaded her to go. My parent's room. That night, as a 20 something, I received a lecture from my father about how my mother felt about pets. 'She isn't a kitten, you know,' he said, 'thats a grown cat. Someone else's cat.'

I just listened and acknowledged what he was saying. I knew there was no point trying to explain what exactly happened. When my dad got done going off on the back porch and went back in to bed, I heard a meow from the patio door. Shadow had been standing at the door, waiting for him to leave , almost like she was saying, 'Hey, I'm really sorry about that, sis,'

Shadow would go on to live in or around the property for nearly a month. I made an effort to find her owners and return her to no avail. Eventually, a single mom I had been working as a private tutor for as a side hustle agreed that she would take Shadow. This would only last for a few months. The family had another cat, Karma, whom had been declawed (I abhor this) and two little girls who had no respect for animals (especially cats) because of this. I knew how the oldest handled Karma and my only solace in handing Shadow over was that I knew she wouldn't be hit by a car, would be fed, loved to a degree, and would scratch the shit out of them if they fucked up.

Their mother ended up calling me, giving me money to bring Shadow in to the humane society, saying she was a wonderful cat, just not the best fit for the girls. I could only imagine what Shadow went through at that house, because the time there changed her. The collar I had on her was returned to me snapped in two. It looked like it had been pulled off. I cringed thinking about it and never put another collar back on that cat. At the time, a woman had been busted hoarding 100+ cats that had all been relinquished to the humane society and local rescues. The humane society's solution for most was euthanasia and I wasn't about that for Shadow. Back to my backyard she went.

Eventually, Shadow won over my mother and my father, especially my father, whom you would never think would love that cat so much. When my mother brought Shadow to the vet, we were surprised to find she had a chip in her ear registered to someone on our block. As per protocol, animal control was sent out to investigate. The woman told animal control that she didn't want the cat. All she did was run away. Shadow's real name was Holly, but she was still Shadow to me.

Shadow became the best friend I ever knew. Not a night went by where she wasn't under my covers sharing the pillow with me, laying stretched out on her back or side as the little spoon. If she wasn't in my bed, she would sit at the door to the bedroom, guarding me or in a chair next to me, always watching. I could do no wrong in that cat's eyes. She was the highlight of my day when I got home from every crappy job I had since. A furry coat to soak up the tears shed during long nights of insomnia and depression. An inspiration for my art and spirituality. My familiar and kindred spirit. If I would talk to her, she would respond with chirps and meows like she knew exactly what I was saying. If someone else was in the room giving her attention and I walked in, she would perk up and run toward me like they never existed. Shadow was the second cat that chose me. I have never chosen a cat from a shelter or adoption / rescue facility. This is how I acquired both my childhood furry friend and Shadow.

It all began when I noticed Shadow's fur was sticky and stiff, like she had been sitting in honey. Just the end of her tail at first. She always had this silly habit of sitting in her food tray, so I cleaned it and her and thought nothing of it until the drooling started.

Shadow had always been a drooler, but not to this extent. Drool bubbles would pop from her left lip. One night, when I came home from work before I started my leave to focus on my Etsy shop, I was horrified to find her sitting on the couch with a bloody chin. Now, there wasn't a large amount of blood, but this alarmed me significantly. It was time to see a vet, like, yesterday. Thankfully, my shop sales had been great and I didn't have to fret over the bill- I was ready to pay whatever it was to make her feel better.

The vet confirmed what I knew deep down and didn't want to acknowledge because the thought was just too painful. Cancer. No chance of survival even if I wanted to go through the hell of treatment, which involved removal of the tongue and jaw. I brought Shadow home and cried, hoping for the best -that the antibiotic would work. The vet said she had been wrong before, it could just be an abscess and it would heal. Shadow was still doing cat things. Shadow was still my best friend, she still loved me, she was still trying to cuddle me at night and surrounding me with the reminder of death in the odor of her breath.

Yesterday, I brought Shadow in to be put to sleep. The decision was made when I looked up from making a rune set and saw puddles of blood on the floor, a stream of it from her face as she was sitting in the window sill. I have never felt so heartbroken. Not even at a family member's funeral. I asked to bring her home, burying her under the tree where I buried my last cat and childhood familiar, Elmo. When I saw the standard biohazard bag peeking up through the dirt, I knew that was where she belonged. With her sister. Yesterday, my heart was buried with that cat. Eleven years was not long enough but each one filled with so much love and happiness. I stood with her until the end. The only peace I feel is that I know that she is no longer hurting. I know she knew I loved her.

I miss you Shadow. To those of you who have recently lost your best friend, your familiar or the love of your life, my heart goes out to you. I hope that someone else can read this and share my pain. I understand that there was nothing I could do but love her. Love your pets. Love them as long and as well as you can- nothing is immortal. We accept this when we commit to caring for our (mostly) furry (sometimes scaly or feathery) friends. This doesn't mean that it hurts any less when we lose them.

To my customers, who have been patiently and diligently awaiting orders while Etsy forced hiatus on my shop, preventing sales during this crisis in addition to my sister in law's wedding and me poking my own eye out back and February- you all are really the best turn of luck I've had. You do not know how much I appreciate you allowing me the time to spend these last few precious moments with her. It truly means the world to me and I hope at the end you receive something worth your time and patience. I have not forsaken fulfillment, and orders are still shipping. Unfortunately, I NEED to reopen and accept new orders, as Etsy is demanding payment for $600 worth of shipping labels. My shop is still appearing as in hiatus at the moment, but I ask for all the support my friends, supporters and followers can offer at this time as I essentially will be working for free when I reopen to pay these fees. Great, right?

If you are awaiting refunds, there is literally no money in the account associated with Etsy. However, as the funds become available, I will be processing refunds / cancellations. I'm sorry for the delays, I never thought I would say I found success at the worst possible time. I urge the rest of you- if you have a deadline for your order for the love of goddess TELL ME. I am getting a little frustrated with buyers (who are frustrated with me, understandably, but still, my item descriptions are clear about relaying deadlines) who are upset or complaining about meeting gift deadlines or other deadlines I literally had no idea about. I'm a decent psychic, but not perfect.

~ Samantha

(Owner/Designer/Creator blursedbaubles.etsy.com)

[theravencawsatmidnight]

On the Prowl... a Fathers Day Special

Kittens. Bagheera; The oldest and self proclaimed sibling protector. Kovu; the second oldest & the independant one . Kazu; the third oldest & the lazy one. Katsu; the fourth one & the one with the temper. Shinsou; a Panther beastman . Reader, a Human

You and Shinsou had traveled far away from the den and settled in a quiet open area with a nice river to its left. In the middle was a large cave that Shinsou had marked as his. Aizawa never found him and Shinsou was free to raise his kittens without worry or looking over his shoulder. The kittens were all three now and you couldn't be happier.

You were asleep in the sun with Shinsou behind you holding you close with his large purple paws, he nuzzled into your neck purring in his sleep waking you up. You saw your third oldest kitten Kazu all curled up in your arms sleeping. He was the most fuzzy out of everyone and it was a chore since he down right refused to have you brush him. ‘Its time consuming’ he says, ‘I gotta sit up for a long time mommy’ he tells you as if he can argue. All it takes is one eyebrow raise from his father and he sits pretty.

Pulling your lazy kitten close, you looked around for the rest . Katsu was by the river snarling at the passing fish with Baggy nearby watching , just in case Katsu fell in, again.

“Koooovuu..” you chirped low.

“Rr..”

You smiled rolling onto your back with Kazu on your chest. “Vuuu..”

“Rr..!” The top of Shinsous crazy hair moved and a little purple head appeared out of it looking sleepy.

“What are you doing up there?”

“Mama… im swheepin.” He rubbed his face on his father's hair yawning loud.

“What if your father rolls over, hm?”

“Then.. i.. fall on mama!” He flopped down and you caught him giggling and nuzzling his happy face. “Oh your so silly.” While you were nuzzling him you heard a splash and Shinsou opened an eye growling deep waking up Kazu. Kovu looked up at his father and so did Kazu. You looked towards the river and Katsu was dragging a huge fish over with Baggy following, he was soaked.

“Oh dear.” You sat up putting your kittens with their father and you pulled Baggy close. “What happened baby.”

“Katsu!!! Jumped in the river again!!!” He said crossing his arms . Katsu was also soaked but had the smuggest grin on his face. He dragged the fish over to his father and Shinsou yawned in his face .

“Ack!! Old man!! “ roared the angry kitten.

Shinsou sat up yawning again and pulled you between his legs squeezing you till he heard Baggy yelp.

“Dad!!” He fussed.

Shinsou pet his sons head. “Sorry Baggy.”

“Look what i GOT!!!!” Katsu was impatient.

“Yes yes. Next time wake me up Katsu. You can show me how you catch them.” He placed his heavy paw on Katsus head. The little kitten was over the moon at his fathers words.

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“Mama…”

“Yes Kazu..”

The fire cracked and Shinsou turned the fish that was above it.

“So if i jump in the river . My fur will go down . And i wont be poofy”

You rolled your eyes smiling and Shinsou chuckled pulling you closer.

“Then I don't need the brushin, right?”

You looked up at Shinsou and he laid his tail on your head winking at you. You let Kazu go from your arms and he rolled to his feet. “Okay baby. You go do that.”

Kazu had never moved so fast in his life, he was in that river in a second.

Katsu had asked his father if he could turn the fish and Shinsou lifted him up to do just that. Kovu was tugging your grass dress and you sat him between your legs to pet him along with Baggy.

••

Kazu returned a few minutes later and you told him to sit by the fire so he does not get cold. He was very proud of himself, he outsmarted you yes he di-

Poof. Big time.

“Mama!!!!”

Shinsou laughed, grabbing him before he could run off and took Kovu from you and gave you the poof cat. You pet his head humming and Kazu had his poofy arms crossed looking very upset. Katsu gave everyone some fish and sat by Baggy to scarf his food down even though Baggy lectured him that he might get sick. Katsu slowed his eating and Baggy wagged his tail leaning on his brother. Kovu was in his father's lap eating and Kazu was being brushed . You leaned on Shinsou and he kissed your head.

“I love you.”

“And i you, Shinsou.”

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Permafrost. A Fathers Day Special

Kittens; Tai Lung; the oldest kitten. Lou; the second oldest. Twins. Todoroki; white Leopard/snow. Reader;Human

Todoroki and you had found a quiet little cave up north, far away from Aizawa and the rest of the pack. He was not really worried , he was sure Chizome told Bakugou why he had left though. It had been 5 years since he left, and if that lion wasn't here by now then he must of found someone to give him kittens, or hes killing them before they carry to term…He often thought about Shinsou, he did not disagree with his decision he made back then to leave anymore , understood actually.

It was a little hard for you to adjust to this life but you finally had what you wanted most. You could live out your fantasy instead of reading it in a book. Todoroki was a little odd during the pregnancy, he had only ever seen Shinsous mate carry to full term before so when you started to show he was excited but nervous.

You had two little snow leopard twins.Both boys and both equally furry. Oh you loved them to pieces, the oldest was Tai Lung and he was very quiet and cautious like his father. Lou , the second twin was full of energy and always making his father bite his claws like a nervous parent watching their kid do something risky.

You were already awake and brushing Tai Lungs long tail. Lou was running around his father's legs trying to get him to wrestle with him. Todoroki looked to you and nodded in approval . Todoroki picks his son up running around with a smile on his kittens face.

“Mommy?”

You look down. “Yes baby?”

“Tell me a story again.”

You stopped brushing and pulled your cuddly son close smiling. “Of course Tai Lung.”

••

Todoroki was on all fours growling at his son and Lou was doing the same doing his very best to intimidate his father. He pounced biting Todorokis ear and Todoroki rolled over yowling in fake pain . Lou climed onto his fathers side roaring in accomplishment untill Todoroki grabbed him and pinned his gently under a arm.

“Dont think you've won so quick Lou. Remember to focus and read your opponent.”

“Aaugh !! Okay okay!!” He kicked his legs and Todoroki let him up , licking his face. Lou was upset and whenever his father pinned him he did what he did best.

“Mama!!!!!” He yelled running to you.

••

Tai Lung was all curled up in your lap with a big smile on his face and huge eyes staring up at you. You pet him lovingly while you told him a story about fairies and dragons, his little tail swished all around .

Lou’s screaming made you look up to see your kitten running to you and Todoroki giving you a ‘it wasint me’ face.

He jumped on his brother and Tai Lung hissed and then Lou hissed and then they started fighting…

“Hey.. guys cmon.. Todoroki!”

They rolled all around till Todoroki picked them up by the scruff of their necks looking at them both , growling low. Tai Lung immediately submitted to his father, ears down and eyes big. Lou crossed his arms looking away.

“No fighting. Apologize for jumping on your brother Lou”

“..sorry..”

Todoroki sat down with you giving you back Tai Lung and set Lou on his lap petting him till he calmed down. You pet and kissed both kittens and everyone was happy again. Todoroki pulled you close and you snuggled in with both your kittens in your arms.

“I love you so much.” Todoroki whispered in your ear. You looked up kissing him.

“I love you too, Todoroki”

••

@iron-underoos @mauvette268 @geld-sama @squeaky-ducky @sinclairsamess

[emmy-the-dragoness]

Mutated AU: Prologue/Origins (short STORY)

Writer's Note: That's right I'm doing this little written story here to give you its... not-so-humble beginnings in a way to let you expect the goings on for the AU sooooo....

Here goes!

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"POWEEERR FIIIIIIISSSST!!" A youthful's voice rang out, thrusting out an arm with a bright blue, flaming fist that shot out of it at full speed. The incoming attack was making its way towards a large serpentine creature, complete with blondish white messy hair and yellow green eyes. With a smirk on its face, the cretin had its paws spread out wide and caught the attack in the nick of time, with a little bit of force as its feet were firmly planted on the ground. Tamaris, who the female monstrous mutant was properly known as, performed a counter clockwise twirl and lept at the boy with a fierce roar. KO shielded his face for the impact, but instead found himself pinned, before grabbing a peak at her unbelievably close face with one eye.

They spent the next 10 seconds gazing at each other, and the next thing they knew, the human and the beast started to laugh, having the time of their lives.

"Hahahahahaha, that was an amazing sparring session, Tamaris!" the child laughs, folding his arms behind his back.

His chimeric creature of a comrade couldn't agree more, with a nod and affirmative grunt. It was quite a good learning experience for the two in order to put their abilities to the test. Needless to say, she was impressed how far the hero in training had come with his innate powers had come, glad he has pals to help him out every step of the way.

With that said and done, it was high time for something to munch on as a reward, and since there was no Beardo in sight, who's humble abode was back at Lakewood, they settled for the next best thing they could find, and that was Weirdo's at the Danger Zone. Sure, the food he had was for a lack of better term, questionable. But Tamaris especially was hungry, so she was in a mood for a burrito. It resembled one of your run-of-the-mill wraps the original made, but it wasn't really any concern for her, being part monster. Ah, how she enjoyed the taste. Not only was it a favorite food for her, but it was also one of the only things to return in a more humanoid state she prefered. So as she took that bite of her meal, she diminishes a little in size, reverting into said form.

KO however, couldn't help but take in the scent, he was pretty parched after the workout. Then without warning, he hopped up momentarily and bit Tamaris' food, gulping it down. Her face paled at this, and instinctively pulled a little further away. "KO!" she exclaims, trying to hide her frightened expression to the best of her ability. "Oops." He said, rubbing at his head sheepishly. "The burrito smelled too good to pass up. Sorry!"

"It..." She wanted so bad to give him a bit of a scolding, but taking her glance upon her mutant saliva covered burrito bite, Tamaris had no other option to set that aside for a later time, after all. She gives a smile that didn't reach her cheeks all the way. "You know what, it's totally fine. Maaaaybe I forgot to pack you a snack beforehand."

"No worries! I'm having some spaghetti when we get back!" KO chimed in, with a smile of his own that was more playful and genuine. Tamaris gives a sigh from her nostrils. Hopefully things won't turn upside down at least. The two start their walk back to Lakewood Plaza, not taking into account that KO seemed to scratch at his head.

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Several minutes later, the duo arrives back to their destination, just a couple footsteps into the bodegas' parking lot. Tamaris had finished her meal while KO on the other hand... still kept at his incessant scratching from earlier. Did he have lice or something? He had no clue.

"You know you've been going at the itching on the way home, how about a break so it doesn't get all red?" his silver blonde haired pal asked him. "I have?" He took a minute to finally slow it down, moving his hands away from his hair. Two or three of his strands rested on his fingers, and he waves them off.

"So correct me if I'm wrong, but is this usually the part of your day where something drops down from thin air for a battle?" Tamaris asked, using a sleeve to wipe her mouth.

KO was about to answer her question, but he was interrupted when the signature Voxmore box had manifested from the sky, then plummeting downwards the concrete. Once making impact, it opens up all four sides, revealing Darrell and Shannon, with mischievous grins on their faces and combat ready poses.

"Ding-dong, mop face, it's us!" The orange, shape-shifting bot, Shannon cackled, her saw blades out and Darrell's arm cannon was at the ready.

That's when Tamaris decides to take a glance at the two fighting machines. They must be one of the kid's opponents he clashes with almost daily. "I take it these are the bucket of bolts you fight from that building over there?" She inquires, pointing at the Voxmore factory building, which just happened to be across the street from where they were.

"Sure is!" was the child hero's reply, already assuming a battle stance at his advasaries.

"Hey, at least Shannon's head here isn't even an actual bucket, thank you very much!" Darrell seemed a bit miffed by the comment while her sister exchanged a look of annoyance. "Do you seriously have to go there?"

It got a silent giggle from the mutant-shifting woman, before her too, takes a combat ready pose just as the level 3 hero did. "Why don't you go on ahead and be the first to start the battle? I wanna see what we're dealing with."

KO got pretty stoked, starting to hop in excitement. "Really? OKAY!"

He starts out by running towards Darrell, reeling back his right arm, a bright neon blue glow manifesting in a flame. "You hungry? Cause I've packed a POWER FIST SANDWICH JUST FOR YOU!" he calls out, thrusting the arm at the one eyed robot, launching the signature attack. Darrell, was, as always, prepared to counter whatever his opponent could dish out, so with a single shot from his cannon, blasts it away at the last second. He gives a snicker at this, while KO growls irritated, shaking the arm he just used. Dangit, that was no good. Gotta give it another try. Attempt number two, he brings out the left arm now, about to unleash the same attack again. This, however, made him stop a moment when he started to feel a strange tingling sensation in said arm. KO glanced at it, wincing a little, inhaling air slightly from his teeth.

This didn't take long for Tamaris to notice from a few feet, as she watches with uneasiness bubbling up in her being. KO stands there, seeing his forearm become an acidic green color, small, pointed claws sprouting from each fingertip. Four spike-like growths were digging out, one by one. He showed a sign of discomfort, giving a suprised yelp at the sight.

"K-KO?" Tamaris asked rather quietly. This looked exactly like what was happening. Oh Cob. As much as KO wanted to ignore this and just attack already, he was distracted, witnessing the right arm undergo the exact same changes as before.

"Tamaris? Is it me, or do I feel kinda funny?" He asks with a small frown, moving one arm to rest at his forehead. His fingers nearly felt like they were poked at, so upon feeling around more, KO would discover that longer, pointed spikes grew from his head, about four or five of them. The boxbot siblings didn't dare to move, watching the scene before them. Shannon was perplexed while Darrell did nothing but shake a little. Was he... afraid?

Alright, this was getting concerning to watch for Tamaris. She had a troubled look that was clearly written on her face, should she stop this? She wasn't sure.

"Buddy, uh... are- are you, doing okay, over there?" She hesitated to ask. KO's ears grow into what exactly resembled her mutated form's ears. This cannot be happening...

"Fine, Tam!" he managed a thumbs up with all the changes. "I'm fine, really. I..." His situation said otherwise, the stinging feeling now progressing into bodily aches. From his shoulders, which sprouted blades from them, to his toes growing claws. He got cramps all over his frame, wanting so badly to get right back to attacking, but it just kept at it, it wouldn't stop. Even giving his darndest to make a Power Fist interfered with this. KO couldn't concentrate, this was proving to be too much for him. It was distracting to continue further. Once Darrell made sense of what was going on with KO, he shakes in fear, then letting out a high-pitched, frightened scream, hiding behind his sister. KO however, was getting more fearful than him, stammering, unable to make proper sense what was happening to him. "Aaaa, uh. Uuuhhhhh...." he moaned, looking around his surroundings. "Uuuuuuhhhh, no! Don't look at me!" He shouts, covering his face. The mutating hero couldn't bear to let anyone else witness what came next, he immediately retreats towards the bodega to hide inside, stumbling clumsily along the way.

All Tamaris could do is watch him desperately obscure himself from the public, she knew too well what that felt like. Confusion and worry was brought upon her. After what was a few seconds of the two opposing sides gazing at each other, trying to process everything, she takes it upon herself to use part of her mutant abilities and tear apart Darrell and Shannon on her own. Once she reduced them to scrap after, she runs off to the bodega in search of KO.

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Not too long after heading inside, Tamaris could only search for her child comrade in what was said to be the most mysterious, potentially perilous parts of the bodega, and that was: the back room. She ventured inside on her quest to retrieve him all the while keeping a watchful and cautious eye of potential mimics, creatures that can assume the form of virtually anything AND anyone. Being careful not to make sudden sounds, she scanned the area left and right, and with one of her mutant senses, sniffs for a scent. There has to be a sign from the boy, he could be anywhere, all miserable and in pain, Tam couldn't bear to think of what might've happened. Just by then, she finally picked up what faintly sounded like a quick, pattering noise of feet and hands, starting to follow the source of the sound in pursuit. This had to be him, she could feel it!

With a torch now on one hand, so she would see around a little better in the room and a spray bottle with the other, she ventured in more, striding in her steps where the running and skittering noises increase. Tamaris was prompted to get closer, but two mimics in the form of a levitating book and a baseball bat made sudden impact with her, letting out a grunt. Guess she'd have to ward these pests off along the way. The shapeshifting beasts gave a hiss at her while she made a growl back. It felt like a distraction with those hostile obstacles in the way, but made quick use of disposing them with tearing up the mimics with her sharp, pointed teeth and a fraction of her mutant strength to throw them against a wall as hard as she could. With that, they were out of her sight, yelping away.

Good. That takes care of that. Tamaris takes off once again as she at last reaches a corner area further in the room, and hears a shuffling sound of tail and feet, along with small grunts and yelps, clear indication that she's even closer where the noise had shifted direction, then stopped. Thank Cob, finally, the beast in human form thought to herself. Immediately, she flashed the flames' light at the squirming shape, but it quickly turned away.

"KO? It's me..." Tamaris softly called out to who was hopefully in front of her, wanting to take a peak at him. The shape barely budged. But it seemed to give it thought. Seconds later, it turned back to face where Tamaris stood. The creature in the shadows was then revealed to be none other than KO himself. But he appeared to look somewhat... different. His full attention was caught, staring at her and his surroundings wide-eyed.

"Oh. My Cob." The original mutant-shifter was, understandably, shocked at the sight. Her newest friend, with the same ailment she had, she was really dumbfounded. Only he still looked human at most, physically. But the mutant attributes were clearly there.

This was insane, she had to get a better view of him from head to toe, so she called the now currently mutated KO to meet ground level and meet up. "Hey bud," Tamaris called out. "You mind if you just come down here quick? I only wanna see how you're doing!"

KO's response was uttering a small growl, holding at his forehead with a green paw. He moved to hop from where he sat, but ended up tripping himself with his own tail. He tumbles and crashes back on solid ground in a rough landing, crying out when he made impact.

Tamaris came to his aid, holding his claw as she helped him back on his feet. "There we go, KO. You alright?" He had regained composure, shaking his head. "I guess so... I feel fine now," was his reply. At least he sounded like himself, no alterations to his voice whatsoever, so that was a good thing. He rubs at his prickly head with the same arm that begun the change, then stopped to take a look at it. "Wha?" he murmured, his clawed feet and tail then coming into view. He grew confused and curious, hoping what he saw was a mere illusion only he could see. Was it...?

"Tamaris... what happened?" Ooohhhh boy, this was a bad time to break the news. She became practically nervous, tapping her index fingers. No pretending that he got sick, took a hallucinating substance or anything. She really had to do this. Tamaris made a hesitant groan, grabbing a nearby large, wheeled, rectangular mirror. It'd be better if he saw for himself.

Well, that answered his questions and interest. In his reflection, he saw traits in himself that clearly resembled Tamaris: prehensile tail, clawed fingers and toes, spikes and blades peaking out of the skin and the like. KO jumped backwards, with a scream in fright and surprise. "I'M -- YOU!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" he practically yelled, freaking out now. Tamaris was doing the same as him.

"Aaaaggh, I know! This is a disaster! It's my fault, I made you into what I am, I could've stopped this from happening! I should've warned you about that burrito before and got you a healthy one to have instead!" She was beating herself up so hard right now. Cob, this was awful, just awful.

KO still hollered, running around in a clockwise circle, waving his arms about frantically. After what felt like longer than a minute of being rattled at this turn of events, the mutant child hybrid at last calmed himself and slowed down for a second to meditate, breathing in and out, closing his eyes. Focus, KO. Stop and just focus... Alright, good. He finally regained composure, walking towards where Tamaris still panicked, paying mind to his tail. He rested a hand on her... leg. Not big enough to reach her shoulder, but this'll do. "Hey, hey... Tammie. It's okay... It wasn't entirely your fault."

"No, no! It was, KO. You're this thing I'm stuck with now all because of me!" Tamaris objected at this. How could he possibly have any part of this?

"Well..." KO began, folding his arms behind his back with a sheepish look. "Maybe I might've stopped first to check if the burrito looked okay to eat, then I wouldn't turn into... this."

Tamaris was rather embarrassed, probably as much as he was. "Yeah, hahahah... that had my mutagentic saliva on it. I wanted to tell you, but..."

Wait. That's how he became the scaly thing now. Oopsie whoopsies...

Her and KO both join in after the exchange with awkward laughter at their own expense, then sigh.

Tamaris, exhaled, running her fingers through her messy hair, "Ah, this is gonna suck." She had no idea how he was gonna live through this.

"I dunno," KO chimed in, taking another glance at his new appearance. "I think it won't be as terrible as it may seem. Besides, now that I'm probably gonna stuck like this for who knows how long, that won't probably stop me from what else is coming my way." A pause, blinking twice. "I hope."

His female, mutant-shifting friend shrugged, although not taking exactly what he stated sincerely.

"Ooorrrr," the hybrid thought aloud. "I'm dreaming all of this up and I'll wake up tommorrow morning less thorny and normal!" Or so he thinks. Unfortunately that wasn't to be the case. Tamaris was living in a worst case scenario she can't escape. This should be a fun experience, yes siree.

~~THE END...?~~

Well now that took longer to complete as expected huehuehuehue. Ehhhh...... 😅 Anyway that's that. I don't do written work often but this is as best as I can do! Hope y'all liked it!

[sagenivydragonfly]

🌌Wolf Child🌌

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Not having a family is harder than you think. Having to watch other children receive presents and hugs from their parents. Its the little things, like watching families ice skate or seeing then get icecream and the laughing. Its the laughing that bothers me the most. I don't think I've really laughed in my entire life. I've tried before. What came out was a ghost of happiness, of real joy. Just an eery sound that brought a shiver to my shoulders and uneasiness to my mind. My hands clung to the cold rails of the ice rink. I couldn't afford to go in. I just watched no money. No anything. Just the clothes on my back. Id managed to swipe them from a donation bin. Tan skinny jeans and boots two sizes to small. The only thing I liked about my clothes was my coat. A blue denim jacket lined with fleece and little yellow buttons with matching yellow pockets. The boots dug into my toes almost telling me what everything told me, "You've been here too long, No one wants to here. Time to leave. I gazed at the families holding hands one last time and walked away. I don't know where I was going. Just away.I was adopted and for a short while I had a family. My parents dumped me when was 10. Id always had issues with anger. They decided it was a good reason to get rid of me. Parentless again. Ive been living on my own for a while stealing and begging for food and clothes. Im not old enough for a job being 12. So until then im here. I was knocked out of my daze by a sign. The town line. Id walked too far. Ahead of me was forest. I stood for a while trying to figure out where to go next. For some reason I walked forward. So dumb. I noticed the trees slowly getting darker their leaves were harder to make out individually. I keep walking. Suddenly I snap out of it and realize what Ive done. Nightfall. I can barely see my hand in front of me. I panic. I don't know the way back let alone where I am. I can hear my heart pounding I run. My breathing ragged. I need to get out. Faster faster! I push on. Miles and miles, the sheer force of adrenaline and will to live forcing my body on. I feel im about to pass out. Then out of no where Thump! I hit something! Wait something hit me! Im on the ground now. Looming over me is a form. I hear a growl and from above something wet and slimy drips onto my face. The gaping maw closes over my shoulder. I claw and scream hit and kick but im too exhausted to fight anyone "No! No! No..."I let it consume me I pass out.

I hear sounds but they sound faint and watery my head feels like its under water. I try to move. My head throbs. I groan. I force my eyes open. I look up. Trees are above me and I hear birbs chirping. Where am I? This isn't the city. I sit up dizzy and disoriented. Im in the spot I was last night. I jolt to attention. That thing...from last night what was it? Was it real was it a dream? I move my arm and yell out. My coat is on the ground next to me my shirt is torn. I move the fabric to expose a few scabbed over punctures in my left shoulder. It was defiantly real. I try to stand up. I wobble. "Ugh" I gather my coat and put it on. At least I still have this. I pick a direction and I begin walking. My stomach growls. I haven't eaten in 2 days. Maybe ill starve. That wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. I stop. Leaves are crinkling. Its not me. Something runs near, only a few trees away. I can't see through the thickness of the forest. Fear. I dash off. My hunger overtakes me. Im not as fast as before. Im weak and tired. I have nothing left. I stop. Keeling over and wheezing. I almost choke my guts out breathing so hard. Finally it doesn't hurt to break I stand up. No. I look straight into the eyes of a Grey wolf. I freeze. No where to go now. Nowhere to hid. A deer in the open. Almost begging to be eaten. He doesn't move. I look panic in my eyes. He doesn't look angry but he doesn't look away. A menacing stare. Could melt ice with that gaze. I look away. He sits. I try to slowly back away. He growls. I stop. He stops growling. I sit. We look at eachother. Im confused on what to do and scared about being eaten alive. He yawns. I being and idiot scoot towards him. He cocks his head. He doesn't know what I am. I wonder what hes alone. Hes not the biggest wolf but hes not small. Hes dark grey with black guard hairs. Yellowy amber eyes cunning and sharp. But something about his eyes now are soft and inviting. I suddenly want to touch his fur. I reach my hand out. He looks at me and does nothing. I begin to lower my hand. He shoves his muzzle into my hand. Im shocked. Hes soft. I gently pet his muzzle. I look at his eyes again. He respects me it seems. Im still going to be careful. We spend the rest of the day walking and sitting infront of eachother. I wonder why he didn't eat me in the first place. Was he lonely? Im lonely. Wheres his family. Its dark again. Im scared. What is in this forest. I instinctively grab onto him. He makes a noise. A nonthretaning noise. I rest my hand on his back and let him lead. We come to a clearing. I think he sleeps here. There's a tree with a hole at the base. He leads me there and I follow him inside. The floor is dirt and smooth. He turns around 3 times and curls up in a corner I do the same and laugh. I cover my mouth. A real laugh. Im astonished. A wolf made me laugh. I giggle and close my eyes, drifting to sleep.

Morning. The birds are chirping again. I look for the wolf. Hes standing in the clearing. He needs a name. So do i. I sit next to him and study him. He sniffs some Wild Thyme. "Aha!" he looks up questioning me. I point at him "Thyme!" he sniffs the thyme again. My stomach growls. He runs off. I get worried. I wait 30 min. He comes back with a squirrel. He sets it down infront of me. I look at him. Im silent for a few min. I finally give in a start tearing of chunks of meat and stuffing it on my mouth. There's barely any taste. But food is food.

Over the next few days Thyme and i become good friends. He hunts and I spot his prey from up in a tree. Thyme gave me a wolf name it kinda sounds like "Aaaaaru!" I laugh all the time now.

Years have passed and I still live here. Ive outgrown everything except my coat an pants. Im 15 now old enough to work. Thyme showed me the way back to the city a along time ago. I never wanted to go back. I say goodbye and that ill come back.

I walk down the main street. Things have changed. Its been 3 years after all. I go to the donation box. I freeze. There in the pile is a fuzzy wolf hat with paw gloves attached. The same color as Thymes coat. I snatch it immediately. "Hey.Hey!you can't take from there!" I don't even see whose yelling. I ran before I could look i put it on my head. Im homeless anyways. I ran to the other side of town. Sliding down the wall onto the ground I sit. "Hey you." I turn around. "Youre fast" "me?" she nods. "Thanks?" I nervously reply. "You got the legs on ya that you could deliver my baked goods to the customers in the knick of time! Would ya like a job missy?" "uh...Oh! Yes yes definatly!" "Come on in then! Oh by the way what's your name?" Oh crap I don't have one. "Uh...uh...Aaru?" she nods. I take a deep breath and begin a normalish life.

It has been a year since I last saw Thyme. I went back a month later but he wasnt there. I walked the whole forest and he was gone. I screamed the name of my best friend and brother and only family as loud as I could. Nothing. Now I walk through that forest for the millionth time. I sit by the clearing and the tree with the hole. I rest my weary legs. I hold my arms out and cry pretending he was there. I felt him but it wasnt real. I cried into his fur and sobbed against his chest. I opened my eyes. I stared into the eyes of my old friend. He was missing a part of his front leg, he was covered in battle scars and he looked like he had been to hell and back. I didn't care. I had my family. But I hadnt even begun to realize what happened to him. Finding out may be to gruesome

For now we wait in eachother arms. Two wolves

A family

🌌A pack🌌

I really worked hard on this so if anyone reads it im so happy, but also surprised cause its suuuuuper long aaa 🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌

[sandymybeloved]

This gorgeous handsome beautiful boy is Shadow AKA Shad McGrads. Shadow is our only non-rescue cat, his gorgeous and handsome and beautiful and I love him. His like so lick fingers and dribbles a lot to show he’s happy. Fun fact about Shadow, he was almost named Lanzo but I wasn’t home when he first arrived, my little brother and sibling got to him first, forgot about the name we’d settled on and instead started calling him one of the other names we’d shortlisted and it stuck

[Image ID: close up of one of the most beautiful black cats in all of existence, he's lying on a bed gazing up at the camera, showing of his tummy with all his legs in the air \End ID]

Next up we have Coco, she was a kitten in the first litter we ever fostered. The lovely Coco also has some naming trouble, she will not respond to Coco, but its not her fault, she's so beautiful we couldn't help ourselves, first she was nicknamed Coco-Bella, but quickly the Coco part got dropped, so now she's just Bella. Bella hates being confined for any amount of time, she was once accidentally shut in my room overnight, she got so worked up she vomited. She has a sixth sense for upcoming vet visits, and is very skilled at hiding with just the slightest hint she might be about to be put in a cat carrier

[Left Image Description: a blurry image of a black cat fighting an office chair \End ID], [Right Image Description: a black cat lying on the back of a sofa, she looks slightly frustrated my photo has woken her up \End ID]

This beauty is Betsie, I don't have any fun stories or personality quirks for Betsie, she's a very normal cat

[Top Left Image ID: A basket of odd socks photographed from below, you can see two white paws and a sleeping tortoise shell and white head poking out \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: A tortoise shell and white cat lying on a bed, her tortoise shell is primarily tabby with large ginger patches \End ID] [Bottom Right Image ID: a tortie and white cat lying on a GCSE History revision textbook (she was very helpful to my revision efforts, I did well in my exams) \End ID] [Bottom Right Image ID: a tortie and white cat sleeping on a bed \End ID]

You may think more cats than this is excessive and I would agree, but from here on out every cat listed was either adopted by us because medical issues would have made it very difficult to find another family or made it clear who they wanted to live with and moved themselves in, all we did was make it official. With that said

This is Sid, or short for Six-Toed-Sidney, AKA Alouicious. His name is Six-Toed-Sid since he's polydactyl (ie has extra toes) on all four of is paws! When it isn't lost under a sofa, he loves to carry around his favourite yellow ball in his mouth. You think you've seen a cat bent into impossible positions, you should see Sid, the inbreeding that caused his polydactyly also gave him other skills. When we first adopted Sid, Bella decided she was his mum and looked after him until he was all grown up.

[Top Left Image ID: a black and white cat lying on the arm of an arm chair, his head is hanging off the end and his legs are dangling on either side \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: a black and white cat lying on his side on a sofa, he's halfway curled up and its very cute \End ID] [Bottom Image ID: a sleeping black and white cat, his back half looks like he's lying on his back but his front half looks like he's lying on his side, his body forms a 90 degree angle \End ID]

This beautiful little girl is Cece, PSA: Cat flu is very very dangerous for kittens. Cecelia only has one eye and is only partially sighted in it, she's half the size of a normal adult cat, has no back hip joints, and an inability to retract her claws, but boy is she a happy little force of nature. She's one of the most playful cats I've ever known, catch her in a playful mood and she'll start play fighting your fingers, charge off and come charging back just to start eating them again.

[Top Left Image ID: a one eyed tabby and white cat laying on a bed \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: a tabby and white cat lying on top of a water bottle under a duvet \End ID] [Bottom Image ID: a tabby cat lying over a person's shoulder, the person is hunched over to accommodate the cat who would otherwise fall of tearing the person's back to shreds \End ID]

Time for another black cat! This is Bagel, short for Bagel Bucky Houdini Greedy Bumface Seagull [Redacted (my surname)]. Poor Bagel had an unlucky time finding a home, I think when he was with us for the second time it was his 4th home and he was only a few months old. When he came back to us he made it clear he wasn't going to be sent somewhere else again, escaping his room any chance he got and immediately becoming best friends with Cece. Quite frankly, once he and Cece got attached we couldn't bear to find him 5th home in as many months. Every name in that long list was acquired over the coming months, Bucky was what we named him before the first time we fostered him, the people who adopted him but ultimately couldn't keep him (I think due to allergy) named him Bagel which is what stuck when he came back, Houdini because he's an escape artist, greedy speaks for itself, Bumface because he shows love by shoving his bum in your face, and Seagull is a mix of his and Cece's names

[Top Left Image ID: a picture of a black cat mid yawn, Cece is sleeping behind him \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: a picture taken moments after the first, now Bagel is messing it up by licking his nose \End ID] [Bottom Image ID: A black cat lying on a GCSE Chemistry revision textbook, (he was also very helpful, I got top marks) \End ID]

Up next is Jojo (short for Jeanu, not an anime thing). Ever wondered if a cat can be sexist, well wonder no more, JJ hates women with a firey passion, loves cuddles and love from men, will bite and attack any woman who attempts to touch him. Don't hold it against him though, he only hates women because all his vets from when he was in and out of the surgery for several months (forgot to produce red blood cells, the stupid bastard) all his vets were women.

[Top Left Image ID: a semi-longhair tabby and white cat curled up fast asleep in front of a television \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: a tabby and white cat asleep under a blanket \End ID] [Bottom Image ID, a tabby cat sitting on a man's lap \End ID]

And last but by no means least, Benji, my nemesis, horrible bastard animal who's one goal in life is to annoy me. I love him dearly, but my god, Benji is a bengal which means he has a natural affinity for being LOUD, which is a problem when you share a bedroom and he wants to be fed first thing in the morning. You know what else doesn't help, Benji has, shall we say, a weak stomach but a big appetite. Still, he's got some good qualities too, he and our dog are best friends, Merlin loves chewing on his head, and Benji seems to enjoy having his head chewed on. He's very insistent he doesn't want to get off the bed no matter how much I wriggle during the night, and is an all around lovable little guy.

[Top Left Image ID: a bengal cat caught red handed climbing out of a dishwasher \End ID] [Top Right Image ID: a bengal cat surveying his territory from inside a large cardboard box \End ID] [Bottom Image ID: a bengal cat and cocker spaniel napping on the floor together \End ID]

[psiioniicarts]

You know that Ace Attorney AU you thought no one cared about? I wanted to ask, what about the people before Dual Destines(sorry for bad spelling)? If you've gotten that far, that is. If you haven't, that's fine!

oh OH shit shitt WOW OKAY, I’m sorry I don’t know how late this ask is, I’ve just been all over the place these past few months-

I don’t have any sketches to give you, since I haven’t had time to think about this AU but I DO. HAVE SOME THOUGHTS ON PRE-DUAL DESTINIES CHARACTERS. If any you’s haven’t seen my other posts about my Mythical Creature AU for Ace Attorney, there’s my first one with Phoenix and generals of the other characters, deeper details on Apollo and Athena (and Phoenix), and deeper details on Klavier and Blackquill and Edgeworth. I’ll uuuhhh see if sketches can happen later but I’ll share the stuff I have written down for some characters:

Gumshoe is a golem, an “animated anthropomorphic being that is magically created entirely from inanimate matter (specifically clay or mud)”

Class HL (Human-Like), subclass AH (Artificial “Human”), like Athena

Under his clothes, you can see the seams of his different parts, like where his arms meet his torso, and also can see his “magic seals”, the seals that keep him from falling apart/going berserk

He doesn’t have a particular master, he mostly just serves the police department in general, but he has an affinity to serving Edgeworth

His skin has the texture of stone, and he is prone to chipping, but is incredibly tough

Pretty quiet for a big stone guy, but people like Apollo and Simon can hear him by the slight stone grinding noise he makes when he moves

Maya (and by extension, Mia and Pearl) are spirit puppets, of a sort

I couldn’t find an exact name for the thing I’m thinking of (if you have a name please lmk), but basically spirit mediums in this universe essentially can be of any monster origin, but undergo a process that essentially turns them in “living husks with no spirit”

They’re technically “dead”, but still have their own free will and being when not “hosting” a spirit

The process just make their spirit disappear or “vanish”, so that their body is “empty” and capable of embodying other spirits

I’m still figuring out this sub plot, but here’s what I got so far: Maya and Mia are kitsunes; Maya had four tails, Mia had seven, and Pearl had three

Most of the Kurain family are kitsunes

When kitsunes reach nine tails, they fully “mature” and become powerful beings

Few Kurain members are allowed to reach that potential anymore, as they become harder to control, so many are put under spirit training early, as once they become a spirit puppet, they are incapable of gaining the rest of their tails and reaching that potential

Mia thought that was a load of BS and that’s why she left, so she wouldn’t be restricted by that rule. Unfortunately, she died at only seven (due to…unrelated reasons)

Maya ended up being the one to undergo the training instead, and technically finished by the events of the first game (she still had to refine the art, but at four tails she finished the main ritual and thus was stopped at four tails)

Morgan, her aunt, is one of the only nine tailed foxes in Kurain, and she forced Pearl into training early, sensing her immense potential, and wanting to stunt her early so Morgan could keep power

Which is why Pearl is only at three tails

There is a way to continue getting tails after the ritual, but those tails are not as long and seem short and are a different duller color than the others

That being said, older Maya has continue spirit training but also training on gaining all her tails, since “That’s what Sis would’ve wanted”

Currently, she has the four tails plus three paler, shorter ones, and has been helping Pearl too, who now has three plus a fourth

Maya, Mia and Pearl are classified as HL (Human-Like/”Previously Human”)

(side note: not ALL spirit mediums are kitsunes, and Ray’fa isn’t a kitsune)

Franziska (and by extension, Von Karma) are vampires

Class HL, they have to wear the the same restricting bracelet as Edgeworth

Vampires in the modern society technically only need to drink blood once a month at bare minimum, but receive three packs of “Monthly Supplied Blood” (MSB) from the city hall to keep them satiated, human blood that is donated by donors every month

The “craving” of blood is more of a myth, and vampires don’t crave it unless they are starving

Other than that, they are entirely capable of eating regular food (except garlic, which I’ve researched and I’ve found has perfectly acceptable reasons as to why it repels vampires)

The normal aversions remain, though modern vampires find ways around said things (sunblock/clothes or umbrella for sunlight, careful avoidance of crosses/silver)

As a side note, modern mirrors aren’t backed by silver anymore, so the Von Karmas can see their reflections

Another side note, in this universe, vampires can be made OR born, but vampires can only breed with other vampires, thus the Von Karmas are what you’d consider “purebred

Ema and Lana Skye are Khajiits

I uuuhh, dunno if those are creatures outside of DnD but I don’t care

Basically, humanoid feline creatures

Class H2 (Half Human), subclass PLM (”Predatory Land Mammal”), like Blackquill

Unlike were creatures, is permanently a humanoid cat creatue

Just, look up Khajiit and that’s pretty much what they look like

Prone to cat-like behaviors, but don’t bring them up or tease them about it or you’ll probably end up with a massive scratch to the face

Wears the same collar as Blackquill and Phoenix

“Shut up, you glimmerous fop, I’ll take a bite out of your sushi smelling ass”

Ema resembles a tri-color cat, and Lana a striped tabby

Mostly humanoid with similar leg build to Blackquill or Apollo, and fully formed human-like hands but with claws and pads

..Dahlia and Iris are succubi

Class H2, subclass DC (Demonic Creatures)

Wear the same collars as Kris and Klav to keep their “seducing voice” under control, though Dahlia found ways to work around her collar and used her voice uncontrolled until she was caught by Mia

Have a “true form”, with isn’t anything above just them but with wings, tail and horns and some other…details

I haven’t gone into deep thought about them yet

I thought about Investigations characters too, but I only have one so far due the obviousness of it

Lang is a werewolf (I’d be a fool to make this local furry anything else)

Similar to Blackquill in creature detail department, might as well read that post before continuing here

Unlike Simon, spends most of the time in the most human form a werewolf can take, human looking with only the ears and tail showing

When he can riled up, he can start shifting into a form that looks more like Blackquill, but keeps himself under control most of the time

Where Blackquill has thicker fur with a big rounded snout and paws, Lang is skinnier, with sharper features and sleeker, shinier fur

Has longer teeth and claws, but isn’t as powerful as Blackquill

That’s all I got for now, I’m still trying to think of creatures and details for other major characters like Godot/Diego, Kay, maayyyybbbe Maggey if you consider her a main character, Ray and Sebastian. If you have ideas, I’m always open to hear them, just leave a reply or send me an ask (admittedly, I’m having a harder time with charactes like Ray and Sebastian since I didn’t play the second Investigations game, and I didn’t finish Trials and Tribulations so Godot/Diego is giving me grief too). 

(I DO have idea for post-Dual Destinies characters like Nahyuta and his family, Ga’ran and Ray’fa, etc., so I only need suggestions for the main characters listed above, and any other main characters pre-Dual Destinies I haven’t listed)