#flea's aus

[grimescum]

when ur not that interested in ur hyperfixation anymore so ur brain starts making u do sans undertale au shit to keep it entertained

personality reversal au for fun i gues . integra's design is kind of simple im sory... maybe in the future ill redo it

i do think it was kind of smart of me to inverse their colors euehehe

[hayweerc]

Sonic has fleas and gets a bath.

[snakeguy999]

Fleas and robberfly for Batter

[cosai-void]

How did I stumble upon this niche AU of Werewolf Stan? But hey, I don't mind.

[solargeist]

i jsut wanted to draw Xelqua calling kid Grian(Evo ?) his flea !!!!!!

[we-cool-beans]

I think Bubby stays in the ship most of the time due to his fear of heights. Coomer can very well handle himself but when in the presence of others (Gordon) he will stand in the face of danger just to ramble out its description. Tommy is like me and just kind of runs off 80% of the time without much warning, but keeps frequent check-in's over the walkie. Benrey is there to just bother Gordon

[cchipollo]

random collection of doodles for the qcard hatechild au @technicolor-dreamss and i have been fixating on

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

All Your Fault

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Author's note: I got the Bully Cato Sicarius Fleas. I've read the fics and they are good. I hope I got his character right.

Warnings: Bullying behavior, verbal bullying, Power Imbalance, Cato's Sparkling Personality. uh let me know if I need to add more.

Summary: You are just a Serf, and one day gain the attention of the Captain of the Second Company of Ultramarines. It's not a good thing. Just what did you do to upset him so?

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @i-am-a-dragon34, @egrets-not-regrets, @gra93fruit-blog

You were born and raised near your family's farm on Calth. You had grown up hearing about the Glory and Wonder of the Imperium and how very Lucky you and the other citizens of Ultramar are to have the protection of the Mighty and Noble Ultramarines. 

You had heard stories of how some of the stronger boys in your farming community were blessed with the chance to become Ultramarines. But that had been a few generations ago when the farming community had a poor harvest and they had to give people as part of the tithe more than finished and raw farming goods. 

You bite your lower lip a little as you continue to pull weeds and tend to the section of the fields You had assigned to you to work on. There has been a bad drought that has made the usually high yield farm rather lacking. You have heard your parents and the local town leaders talking about it. 

With the Tithe Coming within a few short weeks, and a lack of agricultural goods. They had been arguing over who to send as tribute and part of the tithe. As a farming community it was heavily encouraged to have multiple children for a variety of reasons. 

The families with more children got tax breaks and help from the centralized government for Healthcare, child rearing and daycare. As well as cheap, decent quality education and help with feeding and funding Children born and continued growing. You were one of seven children and are among the middle of the pack. 

You are full grown, but due to circumstances still stuck at the family farm, working on it rather than having your own place to live. While volunteers are preferred a lottery was going to be set in place for the whole community to gather and those of a certain age range were going to be the most targeted for the Tithe-ing. 

You are in that age range, you aren't sure if you want to be one of those chosen to go. Whether it is into the Astra Militarum, Chapter Serf, or into a different part of governmental service. If it happens, you will do your duty and say your goodbyes to your loved ones. 

The sinking sensation that you felt proved true five weeks later when your name was called as part of the Tithe to the Imperium. You were just barely able to say goodbye to your siblings. Before you were whisked off to be assessed and put into quarantine with your fellow Calth-ites. After quarantine and skills tested, you were given the uniform of Serf. 

And to your greatest joy and honor. The colors of the Ultramarines, denoting which holy chapter you had been chosen for. You whisper in gratitude to the God Emperor for his mercy and wisdom. You swiftly change into the uniform And follow after those who were chosen and head to the proper disembarkation point. 

One of the higher ranking serfs explaining the rules and consequences for breaking them. As you walk by, you and the rest of the Serfs have to flatten yourselves against the walls when Astartes in Blue and Gold Armor go walking by, you keep your head lowered out of respect, even as you peek at them from the corner of your eye as awe and dread grips your heart. You had only ever heard of the Angels of the Imperium before. And now… you get to serve them, what an honor.

Even if it makes you anxious, one of the Ultramarines brushes past you, he has a stern expression on his stunningly handsome face. You swear you feel his eyes flicker over and stare at you ever so briefly before snapping back in front of him towards where some of his fellow Angels are. 

Once they leave the hallway you and your fellow new Serfs are hurried along to their destination as the Serfs who’ve been there longer and are in charge continue to go over the rules, regulations and consequences of disobedience.

Over the next several months you learn of the complex social and political hierarchy of the Serfs. Or at least, you do your best to do so as it seems a tricky, complicated and almost arcane nature. Far more complex that a simple farm hand turned chapter serf could comprehend at times. Although you did your best to do your duties swiftly, promptly, quietly, and with as little impact on your higher ups as possible.

You are carrying some clothing from one part of the ship to another when you sense movement out of the corner of your eye. You stop and shift out of the way when you spot blue and gold ceramite armor and an Ultramarine Space Marine comes walking over. You dutifully flatten yourself against the nearest wall to give the massive man more room.

The Ultramarine pauses and stares down at you. It was the same one that had briefly looked at you all those months ago when you’d first come aboard the ship as part of a tithe.

“Serf,” He barks at you.

“Yes, Lord?” You say trying not to jump. 

He scowls at you and your heart sinks and you feel like you want to cry. “What the fuck is that accent?”

“I-I am sorry my lord?” You try as you carefully try to enunciate Low Gothic properly. 

One of his eyes twitch and he scowls down at you, “Speak properly or stay silent. Serf.”

You nod, even though you feel hurt, welling up, and confusion. He was the one to start to speak to you. “Yes, Lord.”

“Hrm. Barely better,” Cato sneers down at the country bumpkin now blessed to become a Serf of the Ultramarines.

They have the same fucking accent that, Prissy bastard Captain Ventris gets when he’s talking with his uppity giant bastard of a Sargent Passinius. He’d had yet another disagreement with the Captain of the Fourth Company over tactics and Calgar had barked out orders that the pair of them needed to break it up and cool off before coming back to the meeting.

He had meant to go to the training salles to cool off as he seethed in his wrath when he spotted that one far too pretty looking Serf that had come aboard McCragge’s Honor a few months ago. Not that he had noticed them at all. Or that he’d been, for some reason, tracking them from time to time. Not that he’d sought them out while he was in a temper because of Throne-cursed Ventris.

Their large eyes staring up at him, with tears starting to gather at the corners of their eyes. Tch. Pathetic. Even as something else shifts in his hearts at seeing their emotional reaction to him. He’d hardly said much and they were already acting like he was being a Bastard. So he scowls down at them some more and snarls that they need to be tougher to survive as a Serf serving Astartes.

"Leave," He barks and you bow and scurry off and away from him as you continue to do your duties, trying to figure out what it was that you did to upset the Second Captain of the Ultramarines.

[namachuki]

Concept for you, werewolf! Diluc. Thank you.

AYO????

[blitztheinkling]

I'm contributing to the mouthwashing fandom.

Have some kiggys.

JIMSTRAINING ORDER WARNING UNDER THE CUT!!!!

[grimescum]

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call me jalyn, flea, dizzy, or skippy!! i'm 17, het, i use she/he/they/it pronouns and am fine with any gendered terms.

i have autism, bpd, adhd and tourettes, and i'm hypersexual. i post and/or vent about all of these

i have special interests in horror, psychology, animals, fashion and anything i find nostalgic

if you think we are friends we are most certainly friends <3 i get attached very easily

i love selfshippers!!!! i love oc x canon!!!! i am not a selfshipper myself (maybe in the future when im more confident) but i love u guys

i may vaguepost at times, though not about people whom i'm following or are following me. i just do this to get my immediate and more intense feelings off my chest. they may be wrong, and i'm open to discussion

i'm open to discussion in general!! if i say anything wrong or if you think my logic is ever skewed, please feel free to question or correct me as long as you do so respectfully

if you'd like or feel comfortable enough to do so, i'd appreciate it if you told me before blocking (mutuals only really) or unfollowing me. it helps with my anxiety and paranoia.

i have a lot of ocs and love them dearly. you are welcome to ask questions about them!! our ocs can be friends <3

content tws for clowns, themes of obsessive love, violence, sadism, occasional gore

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[banan0isblue]

[sunnydbeam]

Is Tipsie taking good care of Fleas? AND WHERE DID THAT CAT GO?

HAHDHA @theabsolutelychaoticsimp REPORT YOURSELF RIGHT NOW U LIAR

Fleas is fiiine! Tipsie has inevitably grown attached. I will post an update soon

[threadmonster]

Concept:

It's May 4th and Shinra has been talking about his plans to marathon Star Wars with Celty. He isn't particularly interested in the series but Celty is intrigued by aliens and all. Izaya is annoyed. Of course Shinra, as usual, only cares about Celty. It still makes him feel gloomy though, it's not like Shinra ever forgot his birthday before.

He gets even more annoyed when Shinra calls him for a favor. Why should he care if Shinra forgot a few things at the store? But it's fine, whatever, it's not like he has anything better to do. Even his own sisters didn't bother to send him his birthday death threat.

Shinra told him to let himself in. He doesn't know why all the lights are off. He huffs and turns them on all just to be bombarded by a chaotic mess of "Happy Birthday" wishes and a camera flash in his face.

He doesn't know what to say or how to react. He sees Shinra, Celty, his sisters, Kyohei and the van gang, Simon was there. He wants to get mad, how dare he be fooled like this. In truth, he doesn't even know how to feel about it.

You see, his self-worth is so low that he can't understand, people do care about him.

[taddymason]

You know, it's really wonderful for me when I find fanfics that make my favorite characters go through the greatest psychological terror and witness and be the victims of the worst traumas that a Writer could invent.

All this because I myself am too "nice" to write something like that, I really don't have the courage to make them go through hell, so yes, most of the stories I write are cute and domestic things with love and tranquility, I like to write calm atmospheres but as a reader I'm almost the opposite, I still like to read about the characters having a peacefully life and all... But I also love the traumas they could have experienced if the script were to take a different route than the original. So yeah, thank you so much for putting one of my favorite characters through one of the worst trauma scenarios anyone could go through. It is truly peaceful to see them going through all these losses, whether of memory, limbs, lucidity, sanity... All to finally see them have the peace of finally being with their loved ones living a relatively peaceful life after all this.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not a monster. I cry while reading the scenes. All of them, especially when I remember that about five chapters ago they had the happiest moment of their life. But I know that in the end they will have the happy life they always dreamed of.

I hope so at least... Please never recommend me a sad story that ends even worse, I am SENSITIVE.

Anyway, I made this huge text just to say that I really love Dad Jay AU and I can't wait for the next chapters and arts. I miss Kaida and Jay's interaction and I would really like to see them both being silly and true chaotic troublemakers in the Tournament. I really want to kill Ras and Cinder now, I expected to see the Flea Cat but I was hoping that Smoky would never show up again, but you've dashed my hope. My only consolation now is to imagine Cinder's face/head as a car hood, super threatened and more beaten than a milkshake.

AAAA thanks!! ^^ I'm glad you like my fic. I myself suffered writing some scenes (like the end of chapter 16 was VERY difficult to write and even I thought it was too much) I reread previous fics like Spirits in the Sky and think, wow, they were so happy and silly and now they're so traumatized.

Suffice to say that I briefly considered following canon and not having Kaida end up in the nether space because I want these two to finally be able to rest. I swear the original plan wasn't for them to suffer so much but here we are. I promise Jay and Kaida that they will have the happy ending they deserve with a big family and a relatively peaceful life (relatively because- ninjas, yk). I wouldn't be able to give them a sad ending after all the shit they've been through, trust me.

And believe me when I say that I really really miss writing them together, I've gone ahead and written the fluff and comfort of the last chapters for that reason xd. I'm always happy when I get a comment about how Kaida would have acted in the tournament (my favorite is that she would have made fun of Jay when Frak said he looked badass with an eye patch) or that they would have liked her to participate and win, so I know that everyone will like the eventual reunion :)

Btw, keep that image of Cinder, because there's an imaginary counter above his head as we speak...

[amelia-yap]

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