#got tired of drawing humans so dogs it is

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doggoframe 1999: the protopuppers

[hatsbuckets]

At a Party - TF141 x Reader

Headcanons

Okay so I'm going to assume that we've all been at that party or get together where you just get overwhelmed and find yourself sipping on your drink of choice in a corner. Maybe you are content to stay in that corner and observe in silence and/or maybe you're actually freaking out unable to really move in fear of embarrassing yourself or talking to the wrong people.

Here's how I think the TF141 boys would respond (if you were already in an establish relationship):

Price: He would notice pretty quickly that you were off, even before you found your hiding spot. He would check in with you silently, small touches on your arms or on the small of your back, or short glances in the midst of conversations. When you do retreat from the gathering, finding a corner to observe from, he meets your eyes across the room. He excuses himself from whatever conversation he's currently apart of and makes his way to you. "You alright, Dove?" He would ask, putting his broad shoulders between you and the rest of the room.

If you said you were fine, he'd press his questions, making sure you didn't want to go home or anything like that. Even if you still affirmed you were fine, he'd leave just for a moment to say goodnight to your hosts, and you'd never be the reason for your leave, always the dog or time or some other excuse, even if it was early in the night. He'd escort you out all gentlemanly, opening the door with one hand and guiding you with his other hand.

Ghost: This man would have a party escape plan before you even arrived at the event. The second he sees you're pent up or uncomfortable, he'd be chasing away whatever other guest is speaking to you with a glare that could cut stone. He only leaves you for a moment to grab a drink with the other boys, and in this time, you ease your way to the corner. You're happy to observe quietly from there, glad that Simon is giving himself a night with a bit of fun.

When he sees you though, cornered and struggling to make small talk with whatever other guest is there, his focus is streamlined. He'd make his way over, the other guest immediately shying away before he takes your hand gently in his. "Ready to go?" You'd ask gently, and he'd confirm only by guiding you through the crowd, to the car, and into the vehicle. He'd kiss your knuckles as you sat in the passenger seat, his silently apology for leaving you for even a moment.

Gaz: You were both excited to go to the party when you were initially invited, but actually being at the party was a different story. Kyle gets along with people so well. He's calm and cool in ways that you don't exactly understand. Sure, you can hold your own, but it's exhausting. After your third introduction to a new person, Kyle was pulled to a different conversation.

The man you were talking with was nice of course, but even he got pulled away too. You drifted to the corner, nursing your drink. You watched Kyle maneuver through the people, his smile pleasing and his wit drawing laughs. He was a natural charmer. His eyes would catch yours from across the room and he'd smile the first time. Then on second glance he'd furrow his brows with a silent question. You'd shrug, raising your glass at him as if to say, "carry on." He'd pull himself out of one conversation to the next, until finally he yanked out of their hold to you. He'd sit next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. He'd ask if you were okay or needed to leave. You'd tell him that you should be fine, but you were tired. He won't have to hear anymore. He'd start to lead the way to leave, but you'd get stopped by those noticing his exit. You'd go to blame yourself, but he'd interrupt, saying the nights still young and he's got such a lovely human with him. It'd make you blush just a bit, and it'd warm you how eager- and how proud- he was to be taking you home.

Soap: Johnny would the life of the party, you knew this going into it. You also knew that sometimes, the life of the party act was simply that: an act. He was Soap Mactavish and all the expectations of being the man who loved to party. And he does, for the most part. He's off flaunting with a group, drink in hand telling some wildly story. You hovered behind him mostly, listening with a smile, your hand in his.

When your grip would tighten ever so slightly around his fingers, his story would slow, and he'd turn his eyes to yours. He wasn't a mind reader, but he knew that look. He'd effortlessly draw the conversation with him as he moved you. You'd sit down and he'd sit right next to you, drawing all the attention and making conversation like it wasn't a problem. You liked to listen to him all happy and sharing and he'd squeeze your knee or glance at you every so often to check in. His conversations would get rowdier, his accent getting ever thicker as the night drew on. The next time you squeezed his hand; it'd be an hour or so later. He, having had his fun, would nod and smile, and quietly agree that this was going on far too long. He looked exhausted too, just waiting for a sign that he should get out of there. He'd make you laugh, helping you relax until you got out the door and headed home.

A/N Hi these thoughts have been eating at me since a Christmas party I was at so now you get them too. Also, it's my first time like idk writing something out like this, but I think it's pretty close to their characterization. Idk. anyway bye.

[bloodywankers]

tw. yandere, forced pregnancy, mentions of nudity, toxic relationships, implied murder, not proofread (pls tell me if you see any typos), 1.4k words

You knew your husband wasn’t normal. You weren’t a fool, the avoiding gazes of people around you, the nervous stutter of every waiter and service person that approached you, the hesitance of new aquintaces when they had to shake hands with you, all of it under his watchful gaze. It was hard to ignore.

If you had to put a finger on when it started, you’d blame that one time years ago, when you were both still young, much younger than you are now at least. When you complained about that one classmate that always got too handsy, about his annoying jokes and obnoxious personality, all under the guise of “a joke” as tasteless as it might have been. You knew he wasn’t fully okay in the head, even back then. It was by no mistake that you found yourself complaining to him of all people, sure he was a bit more reserved than now, a bit more hesitant at the thought of potentially committing a crime but all it took was a fluttering your eyes at him a few times and he offered himself up for you, he had never been the smartest of the buch after all.

When you heard news that the classmate had apparently dropped out and been seen with injuries beyond what any sane person would inflict, you knew who to blame. But you wouldn’t, maybe your underdeveloped prefrontal lobe couldn’t grasp the concept morality back then. But a guard dog that shows such loyalty couldn’t possibly deserve punishment. It was then when you cemented future by his side. He wasn’t all too bad, you thought, if you could avoid any and all contact with the opposite gender, even with women you could never make him feel unwanted. He was needy and big and scary but extremely gullible, at least when it came to you– as long as nothing sparked his jealousy, he was beyond reasoning if that were to happen.

There were times where you cursed at yourself for your past decisions, namely when you found small splatters of blood on his clothes that you assume were too small for him to notice, or when another person you had been unhappy with (but never voiced this in front of your husband) disappeared entiorely from your life. A dog that goes and bites all those that approach its master is no good at all.

Selfish and evil as you may have been, you were still human and the thought that your mere presence could ruin someones life took a toll on you so you started to retreat into your shell, to avoid going out as much as possible, much to your husbands pleasure who started coming home on time and didn’t drift off somewhere in the middle of the might anymore. Your relationship almost started showing a semblance of normalcy.

You had started feeling exhausted as of late, too tired despite your schedule full of nothing. It was strange, you started losing appetite and under a constant spell of lethargy, too tired to do anything beyond maybe brave the journey to the bathroom when necessary or to the kitchen if your husband wasn’t home to do it for you. Then started the cravings, so strange that you doubted even a pregnant woman would have them.

That’s what you thought, until night you managed to wake up just in time to see your husband rummahging through your drawer, the small sheet of what you could only make out to be your contraceptive pills in you hand and another one that looked eerily similar (that one wasn’t yours, you were sure of this since you were down to your last sheet).

You instinctively closed your eyes again before he could turn to you, waiting until morning when he was gone to work to check your drawing, only to find one sheet. It was then when things started to click, your period had been a few weeks late, you hadn’t been particularly alarmed since it happened sometimes but now you felt fear sink in as you rushed out in your car to the nearest pharmacy. The drive felt eons long when combined with the ever increasing feelings of dread that you were experiencing but you almost wished you could go back to that time as your clothes were tossed to one side and the bathroom door left slightly ajar, you were too rushed to have cared about those details as you stared at the two lines on the test.

‘No no no no no no no no no.’ You couldn’t think clear, you werent ready to be a mother, you didnt want children, there wasn’t a single motherly bone in your body.

You took back what you had said earlier, you were most definitely a fool. Why did you think he’d never do something like this when hes probably already done enough to secure his place in the 8th circle of hell just for you.

“Darling, I was looking for you-” Your husband said gleefully, pausing as he fully opened the bathroom door, finding you sat with a pregnancy test in hand, a few other ones already tossed around you, the unmistakeable positive already visible on them. And yet, as if he had no hand in this, he feiged ignorance, acted worried as he approached you.

“What’s happened here, what’re you doing, dear? Are you alright?” He kept asking these questions as he slowly neared you.

“Get away from me, don’t touch me!” You screamed, you were crying at this point and he was left at an arms length. That was when his entire demeanor changed, the almost idiotic smile of his nowhere to be seen as he let out a frustrated sigh.

“I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later. If anything I’m surprised it took you this long, you’re quite the slow one aren’t you, love?” You probably would’ve launched the nearest object his way in any other situation but you couldn’t tell heads from tails in your current predicament.

“Why would you do this? Was what we had not enough for you?” You couldn’t help but ask in a moment of clarity.

“How coy, I wonder where this side of you was when you asked me to do all those terrible, terrible things.” His smile felt cruel, especially so when you realised that you were the dog if anything, he had always been the one to hold your leash, not the other way around.

“You dug your own grave, we couldn’ve had what most normal people have but you chose not to, you used me until your heart was fulfilled and in the process, you dug yourself deeper and deeper. The fact that you didn’t realise any sooner says more about you than me.” He finished, before hoisting you up, ignoring your cries as he removed what little you had on and placed you inside the bath. It had become a routine ever since you started feeling sick but today you couldn’t help but feel disgusted by his touch, alternating between sobs and protests as he cleaned, his grasp much harsher than usual, you weren’t sure if it was because he no longer had to uphold the persona he had you believing in up until today or because of your protests.

“Aren’t you curious, what you’ve been eating in place of your birth control lately?” He asked in the midst of washing your hair, the glint of excitement in his eyes only adding to the psychotic expression of his.

You couldn’t bear to ask, looking away in hoped that he would at least grant you this much. “Aww, I was hoping you’d want to, I’ll tell you ayway. It’s a sedative of sorts, I started with low dosages so you wouldn’t get alarmed. Don’t worry, it’s nothing strong enough to harm the baby.” The mention of the baby had your stomach twisting again. You felt exhausted from crying, letting him dress you, moving you around almost like a ragdoll until he plopped you on the bed, joining you soon after he showered and changed himself. Engulfing your smaller figure into a hug as he went on and on about the baby.

“I’ll get some books on parenting for you, we need to make sure our baby doesn’t turn out twisted and skewed like their mommy. Don’t you agree?”

[fallout-drabbles-n-stuff]

“I got it from here..” Paladin Danse X Reader

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(This was the winner and lemme tell y’all, stormy is happy)

Whoever first warned you that expeditions into the wastes would be difficult, seriously understated just how bad it was. Of course, in hindsight it was a stupid thing to be asked for the everyday dweller who had been born in the rotting, broken world around them. A world that was not your own. This was a world that demanded you to be strong, be vigilant, be fearless..but you were so very afraid.

Every ghosting of shadows over your campsite, every slight breeze rustling debris somewhere in the distance filled your body with cold dread- especially at night.

Tonight was no different, naturally. Even strapped in armor, loaded down with enough ballistics to turn a person into something resembling a macabre slice of Swiss cheese, and a stomach that wasn’t rumbling as a horrible reminder of just how famished the wastes left you..you were still scared. However the man in front of you, just mere feet away and leaned up against a post..he was scared too. Perhaps there was some comfort to be found in the mutual fear considering as far as you were concerned, he was the bravest man you knew.

For a brief, decent moment you were able to appreciate the man you found to be a constant companion of your’s. He watched your back when you went scavenging in the remains of the old harbor, meticulously clearing out whatever building you thought looked promising, then when night fell far too fast to retreat back to a settlement, it was he who secured an acceptable shelter to sleep for the night and fortified it with his beloved power armour serving as blockade from any intruding assailants. Even so, he just wouldn’t rest.

Those familiar deep, amber eyes systematically swept the surrounding area with his vantage point out the window. It was a pattern, up for a while..down..sweep from side to side and repeat again and again. It was his training after all, keep those under his command safe in shifts as the darkness of night cloaked whatever hostiles there might’ve been.

There was something different about your beloved friend tonight, or perhaps it was more the fact you finally took to noticing it for the first time. His sharp eyes faltered in their pattern, his body was heavy against where he rested, his head even rested against the wooden post in such a manner that if you couldn’t see his eyes you’d probably assume him to have fixed off. As silly as it sounded, it was then you finally noticed the speckling of silvery grey dappling his rich black hair right above his ears and randomly in his stubble. Danse was getting old..a silly thought in itself but sure enough he was, age wasn’t something he had the luxury of escaping.

That was something only ghouls and you seemed to be able to evade. Alas, Danse was human as far as you knew. He was flesh and blood and aged as was befitting of someone of his higher rank anyways..

“Danse..?” Your voice cut the comfortable silence residing between the two of you, amazingly drawing his attention with a blink that lasted a bit too long.

He didn’t say anything to acknowledge you, he didn’t really have to anyways considering you knew he was giving you his attention by the way those sweet puppy dog eyes locked with your’s, albeit in a tired haze. Exhaustion was no stranger to you, that was even before all the abominations that had befallen your life. So it was no hard task to elucidate the mysterious shrouding of his construction.

“I…” You began to speak up, words cut short when the man in front of you stretched his neck and furrowed his brows- yawning for what had to have been the first time you had ever seen him do so in the many nights you spent alongside him.

“My apologies..” He grumbled, his voice a gentle grumble from the back of his throat- a tone that you maybe liked to imagine was what he sounded like first thing in the morning. Maybe that’s what he would sound like….no such things weren’t appropriate to entertain, Danse didn’t deserve such thoughts even if he had no way of knowing of their existence. “You were saying?” He asked, trying to be nonchalant in the way he desperately attempted to rouse his mind back to full acuity.

You couldn’t help the right press of your lips when you took in his exhausted state. He was always the one to protect, maybe now it was time for him to be protected- if only for a moment.

With an abrupt clear of your throat, you gathered your bearings and rose to your knees from your sleeping bag. After the initial jolt of feeling your blood pressure drop out from the sudden shift to an upright position, you were quick to grab your gun and meet him which thankfully didn’t require much movement in part of the less than spacious shelter you found yourself in. Of course, seeing you stumble even that small bit made your beloved companion scoff under his breath, the tiniest curl of his lips just barely breaking his helplessly tired expression.

“Let me take watch, just for a bit.” You offered, your gun slung over your shoulder and a smile on your equally weary face. Naturally, the stubborn Paladin had every intention of dismissing the offer..however your free hand clasping over his bicep in a gentle grip that shocked the both of you extinguished whatever fire he had about him. “Go rest, I got it from here..” You certainly didn’t..but you’d try for him.

He sighed, looking outside the window then to the sleeping bag. The exchange of glances allowed you to see how the light flickered from the lantern across his features, illuminating not only his freckles but also his newly acquired purple bags under his eyes.

Strange, you didn’t know someone could look like they were kissed by both the moon and the sun.

Deciding his exhaustion would only be more dangerous in the long haul, he buckled with little additional persuasion. “Thank you…I appreciate it. If anything goes wrong, I mean anything..wake me up. I don’t care if you believe it’s just the wind, I mean it.” He instructed, a worried chew of the inside of his cheek enough to signal to you that the apprehension may be for more than just fear for your lives..he knew how afraid you were of the wastes even after proving to be a capable fighter. Perhaps there was more though..

Once you nodded he was quick to finally go lay down, a joint or two of his popping on the way down which only made you chuckle as quietly as you possibly could as not to embarrass him. After that, it didn’t take long for him to fall into a light slumber- leaving you to gaze up out the window and into the vastness of the dark night.

You were afraid..but tonight you’d put your fears aside if it meant he could get some rest.

[novastar-creations]

Raphadoodle! Mikey Leo Donnie

AU Mastapost

Design notes below the cut!

First of all, I STRUGGLED. Men are not my strong suit, beefy men especially. Like all the previous ones, the poses are references (and one of the fits teehee)

First of all, | STRUGGLED. Men are not my strong suit, beefy men especially. Like all the previous ones, the poses are references (and one of the fits teehee)

My man's defining (turtle form) features include: yellow-y eyes, snaggletooth. That gives me nothing to work with, which means I can make stuff up. Yippee! I gave him a similar nose to Leo be those two have CLEAR parallels and if it's not expressed in their design, l've failed as a creator (jk).

He has a scar where his mask rip is (and probably would have some over his eye post Krang) - I was debating giving him a patch or Band-Aid or smthn but decided against it. Raph chasm is present for presumable obvious reasons? He has yellow eyeliner and spiky star eyelashes (?) because that's something that alligator snapping turtles actually have! Firstly, the FACE. My man’s defining (turtle form) features include: yellow-y eyes, snaggletooth. That gives me nothing to work with, which means I can make stuff up. Yippee! I gave him a similar nose to Leo bc those two have CLEAR parallels and if it’s not expressed in their design, I’ve failed as a creator (jk). He has a scar where his mask rip is (and probably would have some over his eye post Krang) - I was debating giving him a patch or Band-Aid or smthn but decided against it. Raph chasm is prominent for presumable obvious reasons? He has yellow eyeliner and spiky star eyelashes (?) because that’s something that alligator snapping turtles actually have!

Wikipedia ⬆️⬆️ (definitely a reliable source Imao)

Gave him a durag because I was too tired for hair and it looks like his bandana. Sue me ig. Also, I HATTTEEEEEE rendering silkier fabrics, I shoulda just left it flat colours (or drawn hair instead of being lazy lol). I also see him wearing a durag in most of the human designs, and I think that imprinted on my brain lol. Don’t fix what ain’t broke ig

The durag usually is tied up in a big ol’ bow because he’s a sap (and everyone knows). Sometimes it’s not tho bc practicality (also I forgot but shushshhhh)

I gave him ripped sleeves and a hooded jumper to mimic the bulkiness and jaggedness of his shell, but I tucked it in because ultimately, he is square. Rounded square, but square.

He’s probably got the most yellow undertones of all his brothers, mostly because if I gave him a red undertone it’d just be so much, and I needed to break up the colour pallet somehow.

His shoes say boss and hoss on them respectively, because that's the exact kinda dumb funny l am tbh. Also, I really wanted to do just... massive bulky shoes but I can't draw shoes AUGGHHHHJHGHVDGH. I just gave him whatever the RotTMNT equivalent of converse is (foot shack probs made something).

He still has his wraps (mostly because his arms look weirdly blank without them). ALSO a binder bc transmasc Raph makes me happy (ik a lot of people headcanon him as transfem but this is my design. I can do what I want.)

I gave him a little bandage under his binder tbh he has a bandage on his shell lol

His jeans are super ripped bc he keeps doing stupid stuff (like falling off of waterfalls or martyring himself to save Leo of all people) and it damages them.

I modified the jacket he has in clothes don’t make the turtle to be spikier bc, once again, I wanted to mimic the bulkiness and jaggedness of his shell.

Ghost bear merch because even tho GB is kinda a jerk, Raphadoodle still loves him! It's like how Mikey still kinda admires Swaggart. Speaking of Mikey, the bracelets were made by Mikey - one for sunset duo, one for the Mad Dogs.

I need to stop drawing the ones with the shiny noses from the side, it looks too goofy.

Cyaaaaaaa <3

[blondeaxolotl]

Finally found the time to draw my re-vamp of Pluto... I had this planned for a while but I didn't do anything until now!!! so here he is! The guy!!!

Since I probably won't talk about Pluto that often, I'm deciding to just drop his re-vamp here and his lore that I made for him in this post!!

Personality wise: Pluto is a human who was formed into a "Hell-hound", unlike "Canon Pluto", Pluto here has more of the personality of a human instead of a dog in a mans body. He resembles a dog yes, but he talks, walks, behaves like a person, and prefers to be treated as one, otherwise it makes him feel de-humanised if he's being shoo'd away like some house-pet (which is what Sebastian often does, they don't like eachother that much). Pluto seems to have a close bond with Finny and Snake, considering them truly family first before he starts viewing the others as such as well (Not Sebastian). He does not recall his human life, he doesn't even remember his own name. The reason why he's referred to as "Pluto" is because it's what Angela called him when she was in charge of him, and the name stuck within the phantomfam, but he did eventually gain the nickname "Plu-Plu" by Finny, which Pluto seems to not mind, but he prefers if it's only used by either Finny or Snake (or his snakes). Besides his obvious close bond with Finny and Snake, he's slowly starting to show more trust with the others, Like Ciel, Mey-Rin and Tanaka. He doesn't like Baldroy that much but he doesn't hate him (they'll eventually bond when Baldroy starts to cook better food). Though he seems to hate Sebastian and refuses to be near him or listen to him (unless Ciel tells him to), poor fella is uncomfortable around him.

BACKSTORY/LORE (Warning for Human experiment, demon sacrifice, implied animal abuse, physical abuse and torture) Please read with caution if any of this things might discomfort or trigger you

I'm going to keep things short and simple I won't go into deep detail or such, it's just a summary of what "Pluto" went through from beginning to end and how he got to where he is now, also sorry if the writing is shit this is my first time writing anything like this so my bad.

On a bright sunny day, a 17 year old boy, Maxwell, and his pet dog were both kidnapped and taken away while alone working on their family farm while his parents were away for the week. Max and his dog were taken away by a group of men and taken to a mad doctor who wanted to create the first ever "half-beast half-man" and sell it off to a freakshow for alot of money, pretending to have "found" the beast instead of "creating" it. Unfortunately, the boy and his dog were not the first. While being dragged away to their new long-time home, Max noticed cages upon cages of "people" with animal parts attached to them (from the looks of it, it seemed like a few of them were already lifeless and decaying). With now knowing what's going to become of him, Max and his dog were thrown in an empty cage together, a cage which will be known as his long-time home and thus 2 long years of torture began. The torture of him and his dog becoming one.

After many forced injections, body parts being taken apart and stitched together, Max slowly grew weaker and weaker as more as he went through, not only did his body grow weaker, but so did his mind. Who was he? Who were his parents? Where did he come from? Why was he wearing a dog collar? Answers who he did not know for, at least not anymore. The doctor, who was getting more and more irritated realizing the only thing keeping his creation alive right now was his weak breathing, has grown sick and tired of all these failed experiments. The doctor had one last option to make his half-beast man become fully alive and functional, one last chance of becoming the rich man he wished to be.

Max being yanked by his collar and forced to walk on his hind legs (which was already painful enough to stand) was dragged down to a lower, darker part of the building(?) he was in, his vision was blurry and his ears were muffled but upon entering a room, he could see the figure of who believed to be the doctor standing above something and surrounded- what Max believed to be a weird circle.

After being thrown into the circle, he struggled to stand up and fell down to the ground, rubbing his eyes trying to handle this brain-spliting headache while the doctor rambles off non-sense, for a second he felt like he heard something being impaled but wasn't sure. Barely a second past and suddenly the whole room felt like it was spinning, weird black goop and furniture started circling around him and the doctor as if there was a hurricane accruing right this moment.

Max finally looked up and saw a strange tall lanky figure leaning over the doctor (at least what he thought was a figure), his vision was still blurry but he knew he felt unsafe the moment that thing appeared in the room. Not even trying to comprehend what the two of them were talking or even trying to figure out what that thing was or where it came from, he tried his best to regain his strength and attempt to crawl away to safety- Which didn't last long as he felt a sharp pain within his chest suddenly, as if a hand went through him and started crushing his soul. Whatever that thing was, he knew the doctor told it to do it (since he heard loud cheer coming from that freak)- He felt like he was being killed and reincarnated at the same time.

Moments later, Max found himself running out of the building he was once kept in for what felt like an eternity. Blood was dripping down from his mouth but he no longer felt pain every stepped he took, his vision and earing have improved as well, as if all that pain he went through never happened.

He did not know what that thing was, (he did not recall what he did or what happened after the experience with the figure and the doctor, but he knew he did something- did he hurt someone?) but it seemed to have helped him more than it helped the doctor, whatever it was, he did NOT want to encounter it again nor something similar to it. Despite feeling physically better, his mental state still remained fragile, he still couldn't remember anything nor how he even got here. Who was he again?

Months after finally fleeing his personal hell, walking for days and hours as far away as he could. He eventually found himself in a forest, and finally decided this was a good place to rest for a bit, he was far away from his abusers, but also isolated enough to where no one could find him and take him away again. At least, that's what he thought.

A minute has past with his eyes closed, only to quickly open them up again after feeling something hover over him, a strange woman in white was standing over him. “Oh dear, what are you” she muttered.

He didn’t know if she meant it with disgust, but she seemed surprised nonetheless. They both stared at each other for a short period of time, before the lady look away for a moment and then looked back, as if an idea clicked in her head.

“You’re a strange looking demon hound” A demon hound? Is that who he is? What's a demon hound? “But you seem to be lost and scared, come now, as an Angel, it’s my duty to help those in need, even if one is a demon”

He had no idea who this woman was, but the moment she spilled out that she was an angel he immediately jumped back onto his feet, an angel? Did she come to help him? Did she come to fix him? If only she would’ve come sooner but he would rather not complain “What’s your name?” she asked but all he could do is stare, what was his name again? Did he even have one? After receiving moments of silence, he felt a tug on his collar “Pluto” The angel said

“Nice to meet you Pluto, we’re going to be friends for a while now” Pluto? That felt familiar, but he didn’t know why.. But it was his name now, and it’s what he will be referred to from now on according to the angel. With his tail wagging and his spirit high now, Pluto finally found someone he can trust, I mean, it’s an angel after all, and angels are always there to help, so of course he's going to trust her, she did say she is going to help him.

Without hesitation, Pluto began following the angel after she gestured to him, leading him to a village. Believing that this village might be his journey to fixing himself, though unfortunately, he does not realise that the angel tricked him into becoming the monster of this villager, leading to long months of now being treated like monster that deserves to be hunted down by the towns people, and only bringing hatred towards the villages own dogs because of him being a "hound dog". That is, until help finally arrives.

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Okay yeah I yapped a little too much my bad I got carried away, but basically long story short, Ciel and Sebastian get there, they found out it’s not some evil spirit and it’s pluto instead (Sebastian beats the fuck out of him) and later on Angela hands Pluto over to them to “train him better” or whatever. Which Ciel agrees to and next thing you know Pluto ends up becoming a trio with Finny and Snake because he feels the closest to them and believes they’re the only ones who relate to him the most with the experience he went though and yeah. This took longer than I expected and it's now 3am lmaooo, as a bonus for reading my edgy story have a doodle:

[rascalentertainments]

Wish Granted 🌟👩🏾🎶 (Wish Reimagined)

Chapter 11: (Not So) Jolly Holiday 🐮🐎🐔

Chapter 10

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We cut to the next morning, where Rosas seems to be returning to mostly normal. The center of the city looks to be back in its former state before Star had charged through the place. The town looks more crowded than usual.

Going to Gabo's hidden shelter, we see Asha had fallen asleep on the mattress, with Valentino snoozing by her feet. The little goat yawned as he stretched his little legs so he could start the new day. Val looked around and noticed the room was unusually quiet.

Valentino leaped onto the other side of the mattress and nudged Asha's arm, but she remained asleep, still holding the newly fixed pencil in her hand. He then walked over to her head and nuzzled her ear, hoping that would do the trick.

Asha's began to shift slightly, but her eyes were still closed. Still half asleep, she tried to shoo the feeling away. "Stop that, we can do that later..." she answered in a groggy voice.

Valentino didn't want to hear anymore of her sleep talking, so he made a rather childish move and licked her ear.

That did the trick. Asha bolted right up and grabbed her left ear. "I don't remember asking for a gross wake up call, Val." she grumbled as she rolled her eyes at the goat.

Valentino snickered and hopped down from the mattress.

Asha yawned and took a stretch. She had been so busy drawing up the next plan to get the wishes, she must've fallen asleep. Before then, the new little team had decided to work together (at least temporarily) to quietly return the wishes. Simon would look for Flazino and gain extra help while Gabo kept an eye out for the king and queen and let Asha and Star know when it was safe to leave.

She figured Simon and Gabo had gone back home until the next day, but didn't know where Star was when she looked around the room. Asha had offered to share her space with Star for the night, but he nervously insisted he'd be more comfortable on the wooden floor. She did wonder why he was shinning so brightly when she offered...

Valentino bleated as he gestured over to the far corner of the other side of the room.

Asha looked over and saw a large glowing dog lying down in the corner with his eyes closed. Now she remembered; When Gabo and Simon had left in the evening, Star stayed with her since he would draw too much attention now. Not to mention that anyone could notify the guards the minute they saw something unusual.

Star's ear perked up as he heard Asha approaching. He opened his eyes and tail started to wag. "Oh good, you're awake! I guess you got a great new plan for us to save those wishes?" he asked, stretching his legs.

"You'd guess right. Once Gabo comes back, we can..." Asha's voice trailed off when she noticed a small area on his shoulder was a dark green. She remembered Magnifico stabbed him there yesterday, but she assumed that it had healed by now.

Asha was going to ask about it until he instantly turned back into his human form.

"You sure sleep a while. I ended up talking to Val here for a few hours until he got tired too." He kneeled down and affectionately rubbed the top of Valentino head. The goat bleated happily.

"Well, I'm glad that— Wait, stars sleep?" Asha asked curiously.

"Oh yeah! Just not as long as humans, though. Yesterday took a lot out of me, I had to sleep an entire hour!"

Asha had to put her several questions about how did that even work like that, but their conversation was cut short when they heard a knock at the door. Gabo's voice immediately followed.

"You guys awake? If you are, please me tell you're not-"

"No, Gabo. Just get in here." Asha sighed in frustration. For some reason this guy thought something weird was happening every time he left them alone.

Gabo quickly entered the room, looked around to make sure he wasn't followed and shut the door behind him. "All right, I got some good news and I got some bad news." His face looked nervous.

Asha braced herself. "What news?"

Gabo straightened up. "Good news is that Simon found where Flazino is!"

"Where'd he find him?"

Gabo winced a little bit as he twisted his hat in his hands. "Wellll....that's the bad news. The thing is, we gotta leave here, like right now. There's tons of guards spread across Rosas. They're looking for you and they're knocking on people's doors to find out if anyone is hiding you and starboy here. They could check this place at any time and I really don't want to be thrown in the dungeon!"

"You know, I wish those two had better things to do than come after us..." Star chuckled, trying to ease the tension.

Asha could feel herself tensing up. It felt like just when she thought she was getting ahead of the royals, they turn out to be two steps ahead of her. She turned to Star and grabbed his shoulders.

"Listen to me, Star. The minute I give you the word, you have to change yourself into something small so they don't see you. Do you understand? I can't let them get you." Her voice was strict, but Star could feel the fear that she attempted to hide in it.

Star gave her a nod. "You got it."

The four of them quickly left Gabo's hideout and saw Simon outside waiting for them. The sleepy teen instructed them to stay close together and avoid looking suspicious. Star and Ashamed had put back on their cloaks, only this time they hoods needed to cover their faces more so than before. More eyes would be looking for them now.

Once they were a safe distance from the hideout, Asha pulled on Simon's baggy sleeve. "Okay, tell me what happened with Flazino."

"When I realized that he never woke me up early for my knight training-had to get an earful from dad-I checked the middle of the town in case he was on tour guide duty. He wasn't there either."

"Might want to speed this up, pal. Guards on duty, remember?" Gabo reminded him as he looked around and gripped the dagger on his belt.

"I went to see if he was home, and his parents acted like I was crazy. They said they didn't even have a son. Its like they forgot he existed. I overheard from one of the guards that Flazino was sent to a dungeon." Simon finished. The group turned a corner and could see way more guards were present in the town than usual.

"I knew there was a dungeon here!" Gabo quietly whispered gleefully. He waa having quite a good time being right lately.

Asha's heart sank. Magnifico had the power to change memories? Even ones of people they've known their whole lives? This was getting more and more dangerous by the hour. She started to believe that even the four of them wouldn't be enough against two powerful sorcerers.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed out of the corner of her eye, she saw Star waved to a couple of girls who were passing by. The girls giggled and waved back at him.

Asha grabbed the back of his hood. "Star, change now."

Star was startled. "Already? We just got out here!"

"Now, Star." she insisted, with more force.

The star didn't argue, he made sure he wasn't seen, and with a small flash, he turned into a little yellow mouse. He was still buried under the cloak and finally poked his head out. "A little help here?" he squeaked.

(Finally got to use this cute concept! Look at him!)

Asha gently picked him up and placed him in the inside of her own cloak. The now rodent star made himself comfortable. "Actually, this isn't so bad. I've never been carried before!" he squeaked.

Asha looked around, and felt something else was off. "If all these guards are here, then where's the king and queen?" Not that she wasn't relieved they weren't around, but it seemed suspicious considering they want the attention of the people every other hour.

"Probably up in their big fancy tower making sure the king's hair doesn't look out of place." Gabo joked.

"Its more because of tonight's wish ceremony. This is the first time they haven't announced themselves in the morning. Or maybe they did, I...haven't gotten much sleep lately." Simon guessed as he rubbed his tired eyes.

"Don't know you know sarcasm when you hear it?" Gabo rolled his eyes.

"I still don't!" Star chimed in.

Carefully walking through the town, the group avoided the sight of the guards. There were even more citizens out this time, all abuzz about the big ceremony tonight. Asha noticed a lot of the adults looked as tired as Simon. Much older ones looked sad or slightly sick like her grandfather, she started to question if they had a connection after their wishes were taken. Still, they didn't stop bustling around in preparation.

Simon led them down a hall near the kitchen. "I know someone who can help us since Flazino's gone. She personally delivers the food to the king."

Asha raised an eyebrow. "How could someone like....wait, don't tell me its-"

"Dahlia! Over here, I need to talk to you!" Simon waved over to a girl dressed in red.

"Be there in just a sec!" she called as she was carefully putting in a tray of spinach puffs oven.

Oh no, there's was no way Asha was going through this. At least at this moment. She had to find a quick excuse to get away and think...

"Can you guys wait here? I don't think Dahlia is ready to meet 'you-know-who' just yet. I'll find somewhere safe to hide him." she hurried herself away before either of the boys could say anything.

When she left, Mouse!Star poked his head out from the hood. "Hey, where are we going?"

"I need to get you somewhere where the guard's won't think to look. At least until we can get away from Dahlia." Asha whispered to Mouse!Star as she looked for a temporary hiding spot.

"Isn't she your friend? Don't you want to talk to her a little bit?" He asked concerned.

"At one point, yes. But that was when we were kids. Now she's been wooed by Magnifico. How do I know if I can even trust her?"

"Well, I know if we got separated for a long time. I would want to talk to you the first chance I got. And I trust you more than anyone."

(*coughcough*)

The girl paused. She hadn't thought about it like that. Asha had very faint memories of Dahlia because of Magnifico practically destroying any good parts of her childhood. Maybe Dahlia did want to reconnect and she was being harsh? Asha felt selfish for thinking of her as a bad guy off the bat. After all, she trusted Star after one musical number.

Asha went to the first door she saw and carefully opened the door. Inside, some of the kingdom's livestock sleeping soundly inside. Perfect. She gently put Valentino and Star down inside.

"Okay, stay right here and don't make a lot of noise. I'll come back when its safe. Valentino, you're in charge for now.'" Asha instructed.

The goat bleated in confirmation, happy to be in charge.

"How long are you gonna be gone?" Star hesitated.

"Not long. Just stay quiet....It should be easy, now that you're in the right form for it." Asha slyly smirked before closing the door.

"Thank you!" Star beamed, then realized what she said. "Oh...she's getting good at doing that. Hehehe." He chuckled to himself.

Asha sighed in relief. Both of them should be safe in there for time being. As she made her way back to Gabo and Simon, she realized that it was a lot quieter without Star being with her. Normally, Asha preferred when she was by herself (or at the very least, Valentino accompanied her) when she was in the Hamlet. Why did it feel strange without him now?

The girl braced herself as she finally joined the others again in the kitchen. Dahlia looked surprised to see her. "Asha! Where have you been? You had me worried after the royals said you were a criminal!"

"Yeah, I've been called that a lot lately..." Asha sighed. "Look, whatever they told you isn't true."

Dahlia placed a hand on Asha's shoulder. "Of course I know you aren't a criminal. I mean what harm could you possibly do?"

Asha, Gabo and Simon exchanged a nervous glance.

"Heck, Flazino even told me this crazy story that the royals are evil and their basically stealing our souls through the wishes!" She let out a laugh as she adjusted her glasses. "Which reminds me, have any of you seen Flazi today? Its been all morning and he hasn't stopped by once. Poor guy looks he needs some sleep."

"Ha! Like Simon here! Guess you guys are more alike than you thought!" Gabo teased as he lightly jabbed Simon with his elbow.

Simon looked half asleep, so he probably didn't even hear him.

"Yeaaaah...that's something we need to talk to you about." Asha tried to get the conversation back on track. She decided to take a chance and tell her the truth. "That's not a story he was telling."

Dahlia's smile faded away as she took a step back. "....What?"

Back in the coop, Valentino made himself comfortable in a pile of hay nearby.

Mouse!Star however was growing a little restless. It wasn't natural for him to just stay in one place for so long, but he could only scurry for so long in there before boredom hit him. He needed to do something keep himself from worrying about Asha.

"Maybe a mouse wasn't such a good idea. What if that lynx comes in eats us?" Star looked around, now slightly panicked.

The goat bleated in reassurance that they would be fine. He suggested the star turn into something else that doesn't stand out.

Valentino gestured to a nearby rooster preening its feathers. Star took a good look and nodded.

In a bright flash, Star had turned himself into a golden phoenix rooster. It was a lot more flashy than he was supposed to be, but he at least got the animal right.

(Yes, I did pick a golden rooster on purpose)

"See? I can blend in easily! We'll just sit here and wait for Asha and other the others." Star assured the goat with a feathered boop on his snout.

"Baaaah....?" Valentino questioned as he took in a mouth full of hay.

"How could I possibly get in trouble here? I don't even know what chickens do." Star responded as he strutted over to a nice pile of straw and made his own nest.

Valentino rolled his eyes. "Baah, Baaaah!"

"THE EGGS COME FROM WHERE??" Star squawked in horror, rattling the other chickens in the room.

The noise unintentionally startled the once asleep animals, causing a minor commotion amongst the poultry and started to awaken the cows. The chickens noticed these new animals were in their home. Valentino was fine, even though he was a little spooked himself.

But Rooster!Star seemed to attract the most attention, as their fear turned into intrigue.

"Hey, hey. Calm down, I'm just your average glowing rooster." He chuckled nervously as he realized he attracted an audience.

One of the chickens inspected Star for a few seconds, then made a happy cooing noise and nuzzled his feather wings with her head.

"See? Told you it wouldn't be a problem." He suddenly noticed that more of them were beginning to gather near him. "Um, should they all be doing this?"

Valentino began to laugh. "Baaaaahh!!" He could barely hold in his laughter.

"WHAT?! Nonononono!!" Rooster!Star started to flap away from the lovestruck birds. "I'm sorry ladies, but I'm not what you think I am!"

Outside, we see Safi carrying an egg basket, preparing to get his daily egg count. He stops just short of opening the door when he's startled by a loud noise. Safi felt a sneeze coming on, and when he felt a sneeze coming, it meant something bad was about to happen.

The other side of the door sounded like something was upsetting the animals, and whatever it is was very loud.

Safi opened the door and saw Rooster!Star getting pecked in the head mercilessly by another rooster taking residence there. It seemed that it felt threatened by another bird taking his territory and attacked him. Star however, had no idea and kept running around trying to escape.

"What's going on here? Why are two you fighting? AAAACHOO!" Safi questioned as he stopped the rooster from assaulting the star further. He picked up both of them in each hand. "I thought you all were getting-"

"He started it!" Rooster!Star exclaimed as he pointed at the angry bird. "I was trying to get away from the others and....he...attacked..." Star's voice faded once he saw Safi's eyes grow wide as he stared back at him.

"Uh....I mean....Cluck?" Star shrugged and shined his teeth that shouldn't exist in his beak.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Safi screamed as he fell backwards, causing the two roosters clumsily fly out of his hands. "DEMON ROOSTER!" he shouted, scrambling backwards in fear.

"Demon rooster?! Where?" Star exclaimed as he looked at the bird that attacked him earlier. Unfortunately, he believed this was why he went after him.

The two roosters looked atone another sqwaked in horror and flew away from each other.

Poor Safi couldn't run out of there fast enough as he grabbed the egg basket and slammed the door behind him.

All of the noise spooked the animals once again, with Valentino trying his best to calm everyone down, but it was futile. He gave Rooster!Star a sour look. "BAAAAHH!!" he shouted at him.

"Yeah, yeah, I know!" Star crowed and turned back to his human form. "I'm normally good with animals, well except for that lynx. But I don't know how to calm them down!"

"BAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" Valentino head butted Star's leg in anger.

"All right, all right!" Star started to rub his knuckle into forehead. "Think! Think! Think!" His eyes popped open. "Oh, I know!"

We cut to Hal walking past the group, carrying a few sacks of oats and whistling when she's stopped by a screaming Safi. "Is everything alright, man?"

Safi grabbed Hal by the shirt, "THERE'S SOMETHING EVIL POSSESSING MY CHICKENS! WE NEED TO EXPEL IT! AAACHOO!"

Hal looked at her friend with concern. "Safi, you really need stop visiting those chickens so much. You need a new hobby."

Safi tutted. "That's not important! Its yellow, its glowing and it talks! Its scaring the other animals and I'm pretty sure it put a curse on me!" he was on verge of crying.

Asha heard the frantic teen's cries and her eyes widened. He found Star.

"Look, Dahlia, I'd really love to tell you more, but we really need to go!" She pushed Gabo and Simon away as she tried to leave the conversation.

Unfortunately, Dahlia wasn't taking no for an answer. She stubbornly followed the three of them. "Look, I haven't seen you in years and I now you're running away again? I feel like you're avoiding me. Can you just tell me what's going on here?"

"Nope! Sorry! Need to go right now!" Asha was beginning get irritated. The three of them ran forward to the barn door, only to see Safi, Hal and Dario there.

Asha leaped in front of the door. "WAIT, YOU CAN'T GO IN THERE!"

"Where did you guys even come from?" Simon asked scratching his head.

"Safi's freaking out over some evil glowing chicken that's in there. I don't really get it, but I at least want to help a friend out." Hal explained.

"What about the tall guy?"

"I just wanna to see it up close. It sounds to cool to be evil!" Dario answered with a genuinely friendly smile.

Gabo pointed behind them. "Aaaaand.... what about her?"

Everyone turned and saw Bazeema suddenly behind Dario. Needless to say, a few of them were spooked. Safi ended up blushing now that she was there.

"I...um...just didn't...want to...see the poor thing-"

"Girl, would you please speak up?" Gabo sneered.

Asha took the opportunity to try and quickly see Star, but Dahlia finally caught up and grabbed her shoulder.

"What are you hiding, Asha? No more running away." Dahlia pressed on.

Asha groaned. This was getting more ridiculous by the minute.

"You better just tell them about 'you-know-who', Asha. This ain't gonna end well." Gabo replied, looking impatient.

"Well, the more people I tell, the less of a secret it is, Gabo..." Asha hissed. "Look, if I tell you, you all have to keep quiet, got it? A friend of mine is in there, and-"

"Is that what's scaring the animals and making all that noise? It better not be trying to take my chickens from me!" Safi said, raising the egg basket like was he about to bludgeon someone.

"What noises-"

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! 🐄

"Like that! AAACHOO!" Safi sneezed. "And it's making my allergies act up!"

"What is he doing in there?!" Gabo exclaimed, looking horribly confused.

🎶This might sink in in the morning🎶 🐮

🎶It's like your own origin story!🎶🐔

"There ya go! Move those hooves! Shake those feathers!" 🌟

"Its sounds like a party in there!" Dario said excitedly.

BAAAAAAAAA!!!! BAAAAAA!!! 🐐

"There shouldn't be any party!" Asha exclaimed.

"Move aside, Asha!" Gabo marched over to the barn door and kicked it with all his might.

When the door flung open, a cloud of yellow dust and feathers flew out, making Safi sneeze like crazy.

Asha's eyes widened with horror as she finally got a look inside.

The room was bathed in yellow and purple light as Star conducted the animals with his hands. "Now you're getting the hang of it! Altogether now!" He cheered as he floated in the air.

Safi's chicken's were line dancing on both sides of the room.

The cows were line stepping and bopping their heads in tune to the music of "I'm a Star".

A few of the pigs were gliding around the ceiling oinking away.

And Valentino was practically losing his mind as was jumping up and down trying to pull Star down by his cape, but he was out of reach.

🎶Ooh, you're a star!🎶

🎶Watch out, world, here you are (hey, hey)🎶

🎶You know who's lookin' sharp? (Who?)🎶

🎶You! You're a star!🎶

"Oh, sweet cheese and crackers..." Asha shuddered as she covered her eyes in embarrassment.

Star spread his arms wide and yellow sparkles and fireworks shot from his hands as he greeted them with a big grin. He didn't mean to make a big spectacle as Asha asked, but he couldn't help himself.

And it didn't help that the rest of the animals were posed behind him as if they were on a Broadway show with him.

It took a moment to realize what he had done as he looked at Asha with her face buried in her hands. He looked at the unexpected guests and simply said, "Uh....Hi!" 😁

The Teens stared at the star dumbfounded.

(I know this is from the storyboard, BUT THIS WAS WAY FUNNIER AND MORE EXPRESSIVE. I HAD TO USE IT!! 😂)

Hal finally spoke, "Yeeeeaaaahhhh....that's a big secret."

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FINAL THOUGHTS

I'M BAAAAAACK! 😃 Its still the holiday season, but I'm still working hard on this story, and I gotta say its fun going back to these guys again! Now that we're slightly over the halfway point, things are gonna start coming together leading to the finale. Like now, we have all teens together as a group! I wanted to lead up to them all meeting each other, but in the most ridiculous way possible. And I confess that the original chicken dance scene was a little funny, just until they started shooting eggs out their asses and it went wrong. So I decided to revamp the scene and turn it into a joke with a purpose. I also wanted to show that Star isn't exactly perfect when it comes to his transformations, and his magical ways with animals has been slightly affected by losing a little bit of his magic. That will come back later, I promise.

AND SAFI SPEAKS! HE ACTUALLY SPEAKS! And it only took 11 chapters for him to have some lines! 😂 Now the tricky part here is to give EVERYONE lines and importance to the story, since everyone is needed for the final battle. As a bonus, I'll be including a lot of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarves" references now. I genuinely liked the concept itself, I just think the movie missed the chance to have 7-8 characters bounce off each other with banter. They pulled it off 101 years ago, and recently in the 7D, so there's no reason they couldn't have given them better dialogue and purpose besides existing. 😅

It'll be a while before the next chapter, but I hope you enjoy this one! Soon Star and Asha are gonna go through hell soon. (Sorry, guys)

Thanks for reading!

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[blood-grove]

(Pup) Kid stuck in tree

dog!ghost + child!reader

662 words

tw; none

summary; humans little blunt claws can get them anywhere (maybe we should buy locks or chop down trees)

God fucking damn it.

What is with his weird human thing and getting into places they shouldn't be.

First off, They fucking somehow ended up in the garage and on top of one of the highest shelves almost all of Nik's things strewn about on the floor all because Price had revoked some of there toys.

Another thing apparently humans even when there as young as Pup are very clever and are quick to find out where they hid the sweets he remember Gaz's tired expression in the early morning as he dragged them back to there room by the scruff Pup later on getting a scolding. And now Ghost felt like he should give up now,

Staring up into the tree that the fucking pup had gotten themselves into, How? He didn't fuckin' know but they were stuck whimpering like a newborn as he sighed trotting over.

"How the hell did you climb this.." Ghost groaned as he looked around the tree looking for some possible way they used there blunt little claws and flat feet to get up there. "I- I don't knoww-" You whined sniffling as you clung onto the thick branch refusing to look down trembling.

Ghost sighed heavily as he got a good look at where they were as he propped himself up on his hind legs front ones supporting himself against the tree taking a moment to consider his options,

He could one go and get anyone fucking else to deal with this,

Two leave them there (Heh),

And three have pity on the idiotic Pup and help them down..somehow.

Two sounds pretty good.

So why was he climbing the tree claws digging into the tough bark using the stronger branches to help his ascend pulling himself onto the branch they had clung too rolling his eyes ever so slightly flinching as they let go of the branch and clung onto me.

"T-Thank you!-"

"Don't thank me we haven't even gotten down.." "Oh"

Yeah to say the least he didn't plan this out well he had no idea how he'd guide them down maybe carry them? No they were almost as heavy as e was the added weight would make any grip he had.

To say the least he was thoroughly embarrassed as Gaz let up the self rising ladder, In other news Soap was also in the tree with them now daft bastard had gotten spooked his excuse for coming up and getting stuck as well (also for adding pressure to the branch Ghost doubt could hold much) was that we looked like two giant cats and not wanting a repeat of what happened back a few months ago he had to check first.

I think I may retire I'm getting to old for this shit Pup was at least more grateful than Soap both of them were basically children.

Thought it was nice to see a little drawing of him with a cape at his door the next morning, He tucked it away in his drawer and he stretched getting on with his 'absurd' early morning routine no one should be awake really other than Price but all he found was Pup in the main room asleep having clearly tried to stay awake long enough to see him if the several drawings on him were a clue.

Picking Pup up was relatively easy trying not to wake them as he carried them by the scruff back to there bed pulling the covers over them and the extra ones too the lack of fur always made them worry about the upcoming winter months they'd been having special clothes made for them of course but that was a surprise.

What also was a surprise was Pups arms wrapping around him gently mumbling about staying, Which he thought about and said no.

Laying down as they lightly hugged him it didn't take much for them to fall asleep entirely.

Maybe he could sleep in for another hour.

[angelpuns]

I know we are kinda focusing on your aus which are also great! But! I wanna ask about robot boy cause I miss him(L330-N)

SO!!!

•How did L33 know Casey needed help when he saved him? Was he following at a distance?

•does lil casey get to ride the tall robot? I think the idea is cute

•why is L33 in a record store?

•can L33 turn back on easily? What caused him to shut down? The ninpo?

•do the metal parts of him need to charge or need batteries?? Or is it only ninpo powered?

•if the robot "suit" ever breaks will Leo's soul pass on?

(Fr fr I DO ADORE LIL HATER AND KID LEO THEY ARE THE CUTIES EVER! BUT! I RECENTLY REREAD THE ROBOT AU! AND I LIVE THINGS BY ASKING THINGS!)

I also miss L330-N!! I was just telling someone last night about how I would love to work on L330-N again, but I just don't have the time and I have a lot of complicated/difficult things I wanna draw :/ Ireally do miss that guy smh

Eventually I'll get back to it!! Once Kid Leo is over or I have more time. or both :)

Yep, he absolutely was. He was worried somehting might happen toi the first actual live person he's met in like...literally ever, so he was following from a bit of a ways away.

Yep! He doesn't LIKE to, cause he still really doesn't consider them friends. L33 just might know where the Hamatos are, so Casey is keen on being nice to him. And sometimes his little legs get tired and he needs to be carried :)

He likes music! He's actually been there for a fairly long time, maybe a little over a month? It was both safe from raoming krang dogs and he got to enjoy something "human". He's kinda just been sitting around listening to different records to see what kind of music he likes. So far his favorites are Queen, Mr. Blue Sky and a select few electronic type songs that he thinks he doesn't really like so much as they're just comforting for some reason.

That's a bit of a spoiler ;) But I will say he powered down due to the electric shock! His systems were given a bit of a power override so he'll need to cool down for a while. He will probably turn on soon though ;)

L33 isn't sure how he's powered. He knows he has some sort of power source, but he himself isn't really sure of what it is. Just that there's a deep hum of some sort of current inside him. He does need to rest from time to time, though. He can sometimes feel that power source weaken and knows that means he needs to shut off for a bit and rest - which, a s aside note, L33 can willingly shut himself down or go into sleep mode. He has some sort of internal timer set up that he can't control that will eventually wake him - sort of like an internal clock in a human! I can't say much else cause spoilers but yeah :)

That deoends on if his ninpo/soul is actuallly tied to it, which, no one ever really found out :) L33 himself doesn't really know what will happen if he "breaks" either, and it kind of scares him. Spoilers as well ;)

I'm glad you enjoy L330-N so much! I really really love robots and love drawing him, I jus thaven't had the time to work on a more complex comic (drawing wise I mean) in a while so it's been hard to focus on him ;-;

[seeyouonsaturn]

Behold,

Stormwind 🐕

my ouppy

She has a root mode, I just. Okay, I'm gonna level with you guys, I just really don't like drawing bots. Even if sometimes I manage to make them come out looking halfway decent, it takes days and I'm just not having a lot of fun. But I love drawing animals, so. Dog mode. Enjoy it. Imagine her regular bot mode in your mind. Thank you.

Stormwind's primary verse is IDW/MTMTE, but she'll have a TfP version too, and maaaybeee TfA as well - she's shipped with Ultra Magnus, and I can't resist the au potential. She'll have different variants just as he does for each.

I don't actually have a lot of info on her yet, because my brain is refusing to cooperate, but hopefully the universe will beam a vision into my mind soon! The general idea was "Ultra Magnus's guard dog" and it spiraled from there. But, as in, she's loyal to him and sorta follows him around, and she got that title as a rather insulting reference to her alt mode.

More info under the cut because I have received the universe beam while making this post!

Stormwind has been facing discrimination for her alt mode her whole life, but in pre-war times she was generally tolerated for being useful. Though higher caste bots would often treat her as little more than an actual dog, she's really quite intelligent - perhaps not genius levels of smart, but she's certainly not stupid. Basically, she's just a normal person, who just happens to turn into a dog.

Enter Ultra Magnus. For reasons Stormwind can't quite understand, she clicks with him. He's always treated her with a sort of base respect that she does not usually receive, even from the most well-meaning of bots. She can't quite put her finger on it, but it's as if he just... gets it, somehow. And so, in turn, he's earned her respect - and a loyal soldier who stands at his side. Whether he asks her to or not. (He did not ask. Congrats on the dog buddy).

And yet - however much of a person she may be, she cannot ever truly escape her base instincts. You can take "bots with animal alt modes have animal behaviors" from my cold dead hands. And the instincts of a dog are simple: to chase, to hunt, yes, but also, to follow orders. Loyalty. But there are few she can show such loyalty to, without taking the risk of being taken advantage of. Few who would still see her as an equal even if she allowed herself to follow her true nature.

The paradox lies in the duality: Stormwind desperately wants to be seen as a person, an equal. And yet she has the cravings of a dog on a deep, instinctual level.

He's meticulous, but it works for her: she likes clear orders. She's good at them. But really, Stormwind isn't quite as high-strung as Magnus is. She can be fun, so long as he's not around. But better be careful, because if you ever try to mess with her, she will tattle. Plus, she's got a bit of an anger problem, especially if you make any offensive dog comments. As embarrassed as she may be about having this reaction, she's going to bite, and it will not be fun.

As the mechanimal species her alt mode is based on is typically used as a hunting dog, Stormwind possesses above average endurance. She may not be the fastest beast around, but she makes up for it by being able to run for days without tiring, so long as ample fuel is provided. This is an advanced pursuit predator, able to run nearly anything down. On top of that, she also possesses great physical strength - though, not to insane levels - and a bite force so strong she can easily rip through metal. So, again, it's best not to piss her off, unless you're looking to get a couple new piercings in your armor.

Bonus: Her holoform is a dog. Just a normal dog. She is not pleased with this, but it does look strikingly similar to her actual alt form, and though she won't admit it, it feels a lot more comfortable to her than a human body. Plus, it has the added bonus of being inconspicuous, because who'd ever suspect the dog?

[exorcqism]

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍

„𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐓”

: ̗̀➛ 18+ CONTENT!!

: ̗̀➛ afab!reader, light sex, little degrading, not proofread so i apologize in advance for any mistakes if they’re made.

: ̗̀➛ art creds by;; currently unknown. dividers are not mine, if you own these, you may claim them in comments.

: ̗̀➛ WORD COUNT;; 728

* dark mode recommended

* do not copy this plot. i’m perfectly fine with inspirations but give creds. if this plot his stolen in any way, the post will be taken down and you will be blocked.

𝐃𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ✉️🖇️;; i’m not finna make this too long cuz ngl im tired. another story gone be out later type shit. reblog to support meeeee and if you want more :D

“get over here,” sukuna boomed as he lay faced down on the bed. you rolled your eyes at him. you didn’t understand your relationship dynamic. the curse had you going around the house, working you like a dog. he even declared that you’d be working for him.

you cooked his meals, you ran his bath water, you did everything. hell, he even made you clean him. today, you were giving him a massage. you mentally roll your eyes and get onto the bed.

“and don’t act like you don’t know what you’re doing. put some force into it and stop acting like a timid slut.” sukuna continued, closing his eyes and making himself comfortable. your eyebrows furrowed. this was your chance to make him feel some pain.

your hands pressed down onto his back, making sure he’d groan out of discomfort. sukuna opened an eye and glanced back at you.

“i said act like you know what you’re doing, not make my back hurt even more.” he rolled his four eyes at you before closing them again. “if you wanna feel pain, i can show it to you.”

his voice was raspy like he had just woken up from a nap. you knew what he meant by that. though his threats of killing you made you a bit nervous, he wasn’t going to do that.

he didn’t wanna lose his pretty little servant.

you continued to massage him in your rough ways, not really caring what sukuna would do to you. in one swift moment, he took you and pulled you down so he was on top of you. you could feel his sharp nails digging into your skin, drawing a bit of blood.

“maybe you want me to hurt you. is that it? a pathetic human like you would like that.” ryomen smirked. you sucked on your bottom lip when you saw his member peeking out from his pants. you pondered your ideas.

let sukuna raw dog you or attempt to stop him and take another scolding from him. you really didn’t feel like hearing him yelling at you.

you went to help him remove his pants but he stopped you. he removed your pants and slipped his hand down into your black panties that you got from victoria’s secret. he pushed them to the side and began rimming you with his index finger.

“should i go slow or should i make it hurt, just like you want?” sukuna asked before kissing you on the lips. as he did, he sucked on your lip, gently biting down on it. instead of letting you choose your own fate, he jammed his fingers down into you deeply, plunging into your pool of fluids. you gasped, feeling his sharp nails graze your skin.

as if you moaning and moving your hips to feel his digits weren’t enough for him, he took his fingers out and put his weight down on top of you. he’d take his length from his boxers and push it into you. you could hear the squishing noises over your pleasured sighs.

your moans were loud but sukuna wanted you to scream for him. he started thrusting harder and faster into you, that squelching sound between your legs getting louder. even the sound of his skin making contact with yours was overpowering you.

ryomen was turning you into a pretzel. your legs were behind your head and he was ripping orgasm after orgasm from you. he had a tight grip on your throat that was preventing you from looking in any other direction.

you had a wet spot underneath you to mark your past orgasms during your moment together. the second you looked down, sukuna would push your head back up and backhand you.

“i didn’t do this just for you to be scared and look away from me. now face me and make a mess for me. i know you can.” the curse said, putting his fingers into your mouth so you could taste the pleasure you were drowned in.

unexpectedly, you made your third and final mess for sukuna. you were exhausted after all the force he was putting into you, making your body move in ways that you couldn’t even comprehend on your own.

“good job,” ryomen smirked at you, “maybe i’ll give you a break for being such a good girl for me.”

𝐄𝐍𝐃.

[ju-vondy]

A special invitation for Jason girlies who love to read...

I'm really thrilled to announce I finally got the A03 invitation and started uploading my fanfiction there! I want to invite you to read and leave your opinion please *shaking in nervousism language*

I couldn't help myself and uploaded 7 chapters already. I'm kinda afraid you guys may not like it, LOL, therefore I decided to put some thoughts about the protagonists here and if you do not identify with my way/pov of seeing them I strongly recommend that you don't read the fanfic because you will hate it.

Let's go?!

♏ JASON: I don't think he's THAT bad. I like to think that this "strong" personality of him is just a mask he puts on because he doesn't like/want to show people that, deep down... He's a vulnerable human being.

You know those Pitbull dogs? They're very gentle breed, but because of their size people think they're aggressive! I believe Jason is exactly like that: from afar, it seems like he's going to bite you... But if you just get close tender and gentle and pet his belly, he'll roll over asking for more love. (lmao)

I also like to think that Jason wasn't always so tough like this. In my head, at some point in his life... He was the kid who was bullied — not the one who bullied. So that's why he's like this today, a bit scatterbrained and cruel.

(Bullying victim 🤝🏻 Vowing to do worse to others when grown up)

I believe that CEO Jason is totally different from Family-Son-Brother Jason. (Yes, I think he has a younger brother*¹) We all act differently when we're at work VS with friends VS family, so why not, right?

It'll be so beautiful to see Candy breaking down all the barriers he built around his inner child MUHAHAHAHA this is so cliché, but I love it!

Headcanons facts I keep in my mind for him:

He was bullied throughout his entire pre-adolescence for being skinny, and also for the white streaks of hair on the sides of his head;

The tattoo on his arm is to cover a scar.

He started taking boxing lessons at 17 because he was tired of getting beaten up by classmates who teased him for being skinny.

He knows how to play the piano and appreciates Operas.

He speaks 4 languages.

He holds a degree in finance, with a specialization in public relations, and has an MBA in administration.

He enjoys a bit of BDSM, yes.

¹* the younger brother is the only person who makes Jason be, like, GOOD. Jason acts totally different when he's around his brother... As if he wants to set an example, you know? Now let's move on to...

♓ CANDY : A tender young woman who, after getting into trouble with Ioan, doesn't want anything to do with mixing work and romance anymore. She doesn't want anything to do with spoiled boys anymore and vowed to put them in their place if she ever came across one again. Sometimes she misses having someone to fulfill her desires, but being a one-night stand for someone is out of the question for her.

She hates casual encounters and wants to find someone for a true, deep and lasting connection. She's firm in her principles, but sometimes she doubts what to do. She constantly follows her heart instead of reason, and she knows she has to stop this stupid habit if she doesn't want to get hurt again.

She's kind, charismatic, and has a big sense of humor. She doesn't back down from Jason's provocations and responds to him in "style"! She's convicted

In the game, she's Ysaline, but for this fanfic, I'll use my OC, Candy who is a redhead and white just because yes ;-;

Headcanons about her:

When she was a child, she hated her name and insisted that everyone must call her "Mandy"

She knows how to speak 4 languages, including sign language.

She likes to sing.

She loves to draw.

Her mom has Latin origins.

She went to college when she was only eighteen years old.

She graduated in advertising, completed a postgraduate degree in information management, and later pursued a specialization in crisis management. She has an MBA in digital marketing. The girl LOVES to study and learn new thing lol (Latin families are kind of strict with that)

She is afraid of heights.

Now... Let's go to the context I imagined for the story. That is: some headcanon facts that I wanted to add to their past to make everything make more sense.

• Jason and Candy studied together, but they don't remember. (fact which will be explored around by the Chapter 10+-)

—> Jason used to tease Candy during class: he would take her pencil case and run away... Tie her shoelaces to the chair leg without her noticing... Tangle her hair, etc. (thinking they had a cat-and-mouse dynamic since childhood makes the whole thing funnier, hahaha)

• Their families were close when they were kids, but a tragedy happened and they lost contact.

—> Jason's father and Candy's father were on a small business trip when their car was brutally hit by a truck. Jason was with them, got seriously injured, and his forearm got a terrible scar (hence his tattoo).

—> Candy's father died instantly. Jason's father is in a coma till nowadays.

—> After the accident, Candy's mother (named Edith Beaumont, not Zahra Dolga) moved with her daughters back to their home country, getting closer to her parents again. Only years later did she return to Amoris, but she never bothered to look for the Mendals to reconnect.

• Everything Jason built was thinking of his father. How satisfied he would be when he woke up from the coma and found out that Jason had been successful as he had always planned... (fact will be explored by the Chapter 20+-)

—> After his father fell into a coma, Jason's uncle named Viktor - the vice-president in the time - took over the company leadership, and Jason had been groomed since childhood to work there. Eventually, Viktor's hunger for power got to his head, and he refused to integrate Jason into the board (after he graduated from college) using the excuse of his poor behavior. From then on, Jason was like, "Oh, so they think I'm the villain? Then I'll be the villain! I don't need this selfish family for anything SCREW THEM UP" and left his father's company only to invest in his own dream.

⚠️🚨SMUT WARNING 🚨⚠️

This fanfiction starts with fire already (but if it slow down after that). So, if you are the kind that don't like smut scenes... Well, good luck reading it. I tried to do something easy so everyone with all tastes could read but... Softness is not something I expect from JasonXCandy. So if you do not have experience with sex scenes maybe you'll find it... weird?

I don't know if you'll get it: I had to start right away with the tension between them finally blowing up. After all, isn't that what we want to see? All hell breaking loose? I'm a sassy reader/player. Of course I want CHAOS. There was no other way: whenever I thought about their story, I got bored having to tell everything from the beginning so my mind just said, '"Nah, start narrating 6 months after the start of the game (MCL) and it's all good. Start telling their story by the point they finally can't help and spend a night together*silence* *considering* But what if people don't lik- *sigh* YOU HAVE TO START THE STORY TELLING HOW THEY WOULD IGNITE TOGETHER, JULIANAAAA'"

⚠️🚨 Why did I decided to write? 🚨⚠️ I just finished playing ep. 3 and my mind started wondering that Beemoov would mess things up. I asked myself how I'd like things to happen between my candy and Jason. I didn't get a answer right away, but then the voice of my imagination whispered "So.... WHAT IF there's this crazy night they spend together, but therefore everything starts over slowly because, guess what? Jason doesn't remember a single thing."

And then I went like "YESSS babe give me that cliche, I'm into it!" and decided to create my own narrative following that ideia of "the night which would change everything about them". Based on that premise, I had to juggle a hundred things to make them able to spend time together after that and... Well, I hope you like the plot my crazy mind came up with!

🚨⚠️ Will there be cliches? 🚨⚠️

Sorry but it will.

🚨⚠️How their dynamic is going to happen? 🚨⚠️

A big blow, and then a slow-burn filled with a lot of tension though. * LAUGHS * And finally FIRE again.

The romance plot it is indeed enemies to lovers but I don't want to be that "I can't date Jason because OMG what my boss will think?" thing (._.) Well, Candy might have her insecurities but she's an adult, it is kind of dumb wasting her mind thinking like that. So don't expect you'll find here scenes like "He is our rival, it's sooo wrooong dAtInG HiM, Oooh what others will think? *~Cries in drama language~*"

It makes more sense if she is tempted/divided/doubtful because Jason is a Don Juan and she doesn't want to break her heart again. My Candy in particular doesn't like the thing of being one-night-stand. And thanks to Devon and Roy she thinks Jason is a bad bad and spoiled guy, so that's the reason she despises him and thinks she should stay away from him because he'll do no good to her............................. But in the same time: Jason *knows* how to do so well... And he's pretty. But she swore to reduce him to dust.... Hate was everything she felt since the beginning. She can't date someone she despises so much, can she? That's it: She hates him because of his despicable personality, it has nothing to do about Jason's being the "rival" from Devenementiel.

Now that you've made it this far and didn't give up on me yet, I bet you have everything you need to read this mesmerizing story if you want to. I'm loving writing about these two! The first chapter begins precisely at the event mentioned in the synopsis: they'll be at a masked ball, and from there, everything will unfold! Are you ready?

Click in the link below and enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56514097

[egglygreg]

Strahliana chapter 1: Trigger

Ahleri had always figured she was pretty content with her lot in life. Sure, farm work was tough, and the textile stuff could get a bit tedious, but all in all it felt quite good to do an honest days work.

Plus woollaby joeys were pretty adorable, so that was a major bonus.

So at 19 years old she had come to accept that this was probably how her life would pan out; That she'd keep helping dad with the animals, mum with the cooking, assist with caring for her younger brother (who was sickly and needed quite a bit of help), as well as weaving and embroidery work with the other village women.

And then, of course, at some point, meet a boy, get married, have kids, and continue farming.

Overall not an easy life- farming never was-  but a good steady one. Bakkaberk was a place filled with good steady people, and quite a happy and close knit community.

If you'd told Ahleri that she'd soon be leaving this nice little community and just how and why, she'd have laughed and said you were a bloody great yarn spinner, and that you'd draw a real crowd down at the local pub with your tall tales.

As it was, the day everything changed Ahleri had gone stomping off into the eucalypt forest behind the top paddock to look for a missing woollaby. Trigger was a sod of an animal, one of their prized jumbucks, but he had a nasty habit of escaping and going walkabout by himself. She was forever having to go round him up with Ourem, her favourite of the station's resident okari herding togs. She often had to half drag Trigger all the way back, and he definitely wasn't very cooperative about it.

"Ourem," she grumbled to the massive shaggy dog-like creature beside her, "when we catch that mongrel, I'm gonna wring his silly neck and have mum make us a big ol' feed of Trigger pie. I'm sick of that pain in the butt jumping the fence every second day and forcing me to come out here and drag him back, I've got better things to do!"

Ourem just sighed in his usual tired and irritated manner and kept on walking. He had Nimble, Ahleri's obnoxious pet sumic possum, riding on his head behind his bony head plate. The scruffy golden menace was currently chittering loudly and excitedly rather too close to Ourem's upright ears for his liking. The tog was a very patient animal in most regards, but the little possum really pushed him to his limits on the daily. Neither creature was paying much attention to Ahleri's empty threats (she'd hand raised Trigger the woollaby from a joey, it was her own fault he was such a menace to begin with).

As the three of them kept moving through the dense gum forest, they kept a lookout for any sign of Trigger, or for any threats. Strahn devils weren't uncommon in the area, and they would jump at the chance to chew up a lone woollaby. Though, catching one would maybe be a challenge, as the chunky big jawed creatures were more fond of eating things that were already dead rather than having to catch them.

Thankfully there hadn't been any thyrinna (wild relatives of togs) or bewaries sighted nearby for a long time, but it was always possible they might have moved back in. The giant bewary birds tended to keep clear of humans, since they were usually killed or driven off when seen. It was common knowledge they could eat an entire mob of animals in an hour, and that made them very unpopular with farmers.

Ahleri was less concerned about any of those native creatures than she was of encountering a blighter. Blighters were animals and sometimes plants (and very rarely, people. Ahleri didn't like to think about that) that were infected by the Blight, a horrifying force that... changed them. Made them into nightmares. She'd never actually encountered one, but she'd heard plenty of stories and didn't want to find out for herself.

Much to the trio's relief, there were no signs of any threat. Unfortunately, there was also no sign of Trigger. Usually he didn't wander too far, and he had a few favourite spots he often turned up in, but there were no fresh signs of him in any of them. Ahleri was beginning to get genuinely worried. What if he really had been taken by a thryinna pack, or a bewary?

She tried to push her growing anxiety aside as they kept moving deeper into the forest. There were fewer tracks here, and the ferns and underbrush grew thick. She had to watch her step as there were quite a lot of mowbat holes, tree roots and branches around. The trees themselves were quite enormous; great towering smooth-barked pillars that dwarfed Ahleri and made her feel small for once. She usually felt a bit awkwardly large, standing almost a foot taller than the other girls in the village, though despite being teased about it often she was also rather proud of her height. Having extra reach definitely helped with a number of chores, though it did make shearing a bit harder. Her back was always sore after she helped her dad with that particular job.

At this point she still hadn't managed to find hide nor wool of Trigger, and was on the brink of turning back, when she caught a glimpse of something white up ahead in the bushes. She moved forward cautiously and pushed some leaves aside, only to stumble back in shock when a white bird took flight straight past her face, so close she could feel its wing tips brush her cheek.

After she recovered from that little fright, she noticed something shiny buried under the smaller plants and half covered in dirt and leaf litter. Curious, she bent down to pull it out, and was surprised to find a beautiful ornate pair of bracelets that seemed to be welded together.

"What is this? Why would someone make such delicate gold filigree and then stick them together like that? They almost look like shackles for the world's fanciest convict!"

She laughed and held them out to Ourem to inspect, who simply gave one sniff and then looked disinterested. Nimble on the other hand snatched them off Ahleri and attempted a taste test. Discovering them to be inedible, he made a disappointed noise and promptly threw them in disgust, which made Ahleri laugh again.

"Not a gold fan ey Schnimby? I thought you'd like it, being golden yourself?"

She bent down and retrieved the bracelets from the forest floor, brushing off the dirt.

"They really are quite beautifully made, though I've never seen a pattern like this. Looks almost like connected tree roots or something, but more straight? I wonder where they came from, and how on Lhoam they ended up out here."

As she had a closer look at them, she was suddenly overcome by the urge to put them on her wrists. The desire came on so forcefully that she found herself obeying before she could even question it.

The gold glistened against her tanned skin.

.

.

.

Then began to sink into it.

[thenamesblurrito]

I’m so far down the SNAP rabbit hole I’m now interested in the fictional tv show in a fictional transformers continuity

Anyways, what kind of media is As The Kitchen Sinks? Who’s Thundercracker’s favourite character? Will he ever get his friends interested in the show?

hehehe WELCOME TO ROBOT MAHOU SHOuJO HELL WITH ME!!

ofc there's no real substance to it in canon, we only get that single bit in G1, so i completely made up everything except the title for SNAP! ATKS is kinda an in-universe species swapped standin for the role that actual the Transformers franchise plays? it's a much smaller franchise with far fewer tie-ins, but it has the same feel as the 80's cartoon. i could also compare it to iCarly, Wander Over Yonder, or the animated Barbie movies/show. it's an animated show, mostly for nymphs/younglings, following a broad, wacky cast of organics from a fictional species (that are uncannily similar to humans! but not actually humans, i am doing other things with humans in this universe) in a more episodic dilemma-of-the-day simplified soap opera plot structure rather than an overarching story with a specific climax to reach. there's a few smaller spinoff cartoons, a good chunk of comics, probably a couple novels, games, and direct-to-TV movies? a broad selection of toys and merch also. smallish but ongoing and respectable franchise with decent sized fandom

while it's similar in tone, it's not a one-to-one equivalent of Transformers, or any Earth media. Cybertron has a very different media/entertainment culture than humans do and their genres, production methods, and publishing forces don't act the same way (don't ask me to elaborate on this, i have nothing solid beyond "their civilization has been digital, interconnected, and interplanetary from the start, unlike our extremely recent information age, which would have shaped their media industry tremendously"). it's part of a general genre of specbio organic fiction, which is distinct from extant organic fiction (usually concerning actual organic aliens Cybertron once encountered, or their local organic lifeforms). a critical eye would note that this genre is usually infantilizing, demeaning, dismissive, or otherwise condescending about organic life, with an underlying attitude that they are simply inferior, stupider, incapable, etc in comparison to mecha. subtle and often unintentional propaganda wound up in otherwise average entertainment, despite the current absence of any known organic contact with Cybertron

resident nerd Thundercracker is something of a weeb for the very concept of organics, largely due to this show. TC's favorite character would be his OC, Buster, who is a "dog", a species he very carefully designed to plausibly fit into the world of ATKS, and who is absolutely the Mary Sue protagonist of his novel-length fanfiction. the Sweeps are modeled directly after Buster and Galvatron had to thump him a couple times to prevent Scourge from actually calling them that, because basic infosec even about ur OC could be the thing that keeps your secret identity safe. if he had to pick a favorite ATKS character, it would be a close tie between a cute little genius who gets around on wheels (Chip Chase standin) and a determined spitfire warrior he's written as one of Buster's best friends (Marissa Faireborn standin). his siblings and Megatron are pretty tired of hearing about ATKS, but now he's got a buncha new folks to preach to at the JAAT! folks like Powerglide simply cannot resist!

note that i'm never going to draw what ATKS looks like, or actually name the characters, etc. it's supposed to be a wink at the audience, a meta reference to canon Transformers humans without actually being them. enough that someone can go "is TC talking about Agent Fowler???" but never confirming it. mostly bc i don't want to figure out how mecha would perceive and design organic characters, and also i don't want to preclude using those human characters for real after SNAP's plot is done. Earth might be out there in the big wide universe, i don't want to confirm it only exists as the setting of ATKS and nerf myself that way

[rosie-kairi]

I’d love to hear more about your space themed magical girl if it’s okay to ask!

of course!!! I love talking about my girlie

So, this is Tsuki Hikaru, aka the Starlit Sonata (people refer to her just by "Sonata" tho, the starlit part is optional). She didn't start out as a magical girl, hell I wouldn't have even considered her main character when I first conjured her up. Waaaayyy back in like, 2018(?), Tsuki was the bitchy twin sister of my primary danganronpa oc, Junko (who I think was just "Jun" at the time? side tangent sorry. also a lot of my ocs started out as dr ocs, i just realized). They had a horrible relationship and Tsuki was all high and mighty about being the favorite child and neither of them were happy about the fact that they were related. But that's long in the past because nowadays in this story they have a very good relationship and are Besties!!! or they were before Junko died tragically a little before the events of the plot began. Sad.

(^ girl who haunts the narrative) (also just realized i don't have any drawings of them actually together??? wack) (also also a detail that I want to people to notice is that they each have one half of one of those bff heart necklaces that you can put together. i thought it would be cute)

Anyway. With regards to Sonata, her space-theming really only extends to night-sky theming. She's all stars and moons and glittery sparkles. The girl literally glows in the dark. i like to imagine she has special effects that go off when she moves. like she'll be magically skating around and she'll leave behind a trail of sparks as she glides around- probably has the ability to just summon a bunch of stardust that she throws in people's eyes like it's attack glitter. This is all kinda funny considering her powers are mainly ice-themed? she's got ice powers, no correlation with her outfit other than the color Blue.

Tsuki is a very cheery and friendly person who, despite having experienced many tragedies in her life (the loss of her identical twin + the earlier death of her parents), always tries to be optimistic. She's very emotionally-intelligent and understanding. She has the typical cartoon friend group of like, her 3 closest friends in the world and nobody else. There's Skye, Donovan, and Chaoxiang. The latter being the childhood best friend bi4bi love interest who is also incredibly integral to the overarching plot that I will not mention here bc it is late and i am Tired.

After gaining her powers, she sees becoming a hero as the next logical step. Like, to her it's sort of an obligation. She has the ability to save people, so she has to save people. She's literally the only person on the planet (which i should mention is Not earth. long story short it exploded humans left in ships for new worlds, one went off course and landed up on [placeholder planet name] and assimilated so well with the local population it was like they had always been there) who can fight against the monsters that have been showing up and wrecking havoc. Also, I want to mention that I'm going with the trope of "regular people become Corrupted by evil object and the hero has to beat it out of them in order to save them" bc it slaps what can I say. Tsuki's out here strangling a demonic dog creature with a whip (which is the weapon she can summon from nothing) and after a bit a shard pops out of its head and it just, poofs back into being a regular dog person.

This is all very disjointed bc I am Tired but I would be glad to answer any more questions!!! Actually talking to someone about this would be a great way to like, come up with a solid plot bc right now it's mostly "would that be cool or what"

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Eldrich toddler au art hcs

Dennis and John are both hyperfixated on music

John more specifically the piano

Yellow and scratch enjoy poetry

Lilith and Kayne enjoy the classics/ the performing arts

Luka loves drawing animals and will bring you into an unskipable cut scene If it relates to wolves and is asked about it he is exempt from music lessons due the incendient he was already mostly clocked out whenever they had them but the incendient was what got him exempt

Incendient under the cut

Tw biting, implied panic attack, implied child harm, blood

It was a bad day at the preschool both Arthur and noel had particularly rough nights due to the nightmares. So all the kids seemed to be in off moods as well

They'd already broken up 3 almost fights between the kiddos and far to many small injuries caused by lashing out of powers

Arthur got everyone everyone onto their respective places on the rug for music time with the exception of Luka who was sat next to Parker in his 1930's equivalent of a harness backpack tied to Parker's belt

Arthur moved the needle down onto the record and a soft violin started to play he visibly relaxed as the kids seemed to settle for the first time that day

He moved towards the sinks to get a drink of water then stepped out to just enjoy a moment to himself

Back inside the class

All but one of the children sat calmly listening to the music and Dennis's quiet info dump about it to yellow

Luka clawed with shaking hands at the knot that kept him joined to Parker "let me go " he mumbled repeatedly, His ears pressed back firmly against his skull and small whimpers escaped as he tried to get away.

He tried biting at the rope with little success in freeing himself his eyes darkened Along with the hair across his body hands turned to paws and hair to fur he lunged free of the ropes

Parker jumped up to Grab at the small brown wolf with all to human eyes "Luka what the Hell "

Luka made his way to the exit pushing past Arthur nearly knocking the almost blind man over as he took off down the hall

"sorry I'll see what got into him" Parker says grabbing Luka's bag before he followed

Luka crashed through the main entrance and onto the street

Pausing briefly to sniff the air there was a scent that didn't scream danger like everything always did in the city the smell of his home his woods, he took off like a shot following his nose trying to get home where the rules make sense.

Parker Followed as closely as he could but was quickly losing line of sight on Luka, he's not particularly young anymore and definitely wasn't planning on chasing an eldrich wolf cub through the streets.

The chase wasn't the odd part it was that there was no destination or reason to the path when they ran before bedtime it was a set routine to tire him out enough that barring any nightmares he slept through the night.

Parker stopped to catch his breath and as he stood hands on his knees he noticed blackened paw prints on the sidewalk "what the fuck kid since when do you leave a trail" he followed the paw prints jogging to try and catch up the trail lead to an alley way

Parker winced at the smell of sulfur and wet dog as he walked into the alley tilting his head slightly trying to listen for his ward"Luka! you in here bud?" He waited a few moments for an answer before continuing to walk following the sound of snarling and growls "ok problem he's not human so I'm dealing with the half that doesn't like me as much" he glanced down at his legs then forearms and sighed"I should've put on some padding before giving chase"

He paused a few feet away from the snarling wolf who had pressed himself into a corner

"hello again Jake it's been a bit since you've shown up in full like this" he slowly set the bag down and opened the main pouch "I've got your stuffie here if you'd like"he stepped back

It was the moment Parker turned slightly to keep an eye on the exit that he felt 10 sharp teeth dig into his calf "MOTHER FUCKER you're tiny why does this hurt so bad" he reached down to grab the wolf cub by the scruff so he couldn't run again using his other hand to carefully pry the teeth out of his leg wincing slightly at the amount of blood flowing from the bite and on the lips of his kid

He paused examined the wound "damn kiddo those are deep" he said with a bit to much pride for his attacker

Parker raised the struggling pup to meet his eyes "let's get your face cleaned then I'll need you to shift back ok "

Luka nodded as much as he could as he was placed next to his backpack while Parker grabbed his water cup and handkerchief

He growled softly when Parker reached for him once again "no more of the young man"he scolded softly as he gently wiped away the blood from his snout

Luka shifted back once he was set down"I'm sorry"

"it's fine kid I've been through worse let's get back to school"he offered his hand to the small boy