#if more plants ate rats

[daily-basil]

Giving Basil my special interest for christmas

[imagionationstation]

Something I was thinking about today:

The claim that Splinter “never feeds his sons human food” and they have to discover it upon reaching the surface is a curious one.

It makes sense given common information.

Let’s use our big brains. Reason out some more info.

Info like… Splinter must have looked up information about turtles before buying four baby turtles.

However, after getting turned into a rat and ending up a father to infants on the run from aliens, he probably never got the chance to go to the library or use the Internet to look up information on how to feed a half-human half-turtle hybrid baby.

(Not that the Internet had forums for that yet. Was the internet prevalent in 2012…?)

So he just. Fed them turtle food and hoped for the best.

(The Japanese are know for eating insects. And algae is commonly used in all kinds of their recipes. For Americans, it sounds crazy. For Splinter, it was just an adaption of his own diet in the hopes of providing his mutant children with safe, normal turtle food.)

By the time they were kids, they’d probably just gotten used to a routine. We really have no proof that algae and worms is bad for the turtles. Tastes yucky? Maybe. But humans eat plants and bugs too.

Splinter was likely just working with what he knew.

But I don’t think they only ever ate algea. Don’t get me wrong-

The theory is totally understandable. I was onboard for this claim for a while myself. Then, I rewatched Lone Rat and Cubs. (Bebés 🥰🥰)

And he definitely introduces them to foods.

I’m seeing noodles, gyoza, (bamboo stick?), and he also throws down something yellow that I can’t recognize. We also see him collecting bread for them and dangling food over the little piranha children.

He continues to collect products for them. Maybe not the healthiest because he’s literally raiding trashcans but… He’s trying.

And then we have some popcorn proof that he’s still introducing them to human foods when they’re kiddos, with Mikey happily snacking on some while they’re in the dojo.

During the series, we see very little new introductions to foods. They eat romen, icecream, popcorn, and drink milk, tea, and other human things without so much as batting an eye.

Ergo, they’ve had human foods. They’ve just never had pizza.

Why do they act like such goobers when introduced to pizza?

BECAUSE THEY’RE GOOBERS, YOUR HONOR!!!

Though- they actually act similarly when introduced to pizza gyoza.

They hesitate. And then something explodes with how tasty it is.

But because this list is far to short to be a proper analysis, there’s also the point to be made for the first episode where they have an entire kitchen set-up going around them.

And I’m no New York Subway expert, but do they normally have kitchens set up within them? Probably not.

Which means that Splinter (and/or his sons) must have set this up. Why set up pantries, a fridge, and a stove if you did not intend to house foods or make foods to cook on them?

After all, the food on the plates appear fresh and raw.

They have an algae pool for harvesting in the lab. Why would they need to create an entire kitchen set-up simply to prepare them?

Also, they know how to use chopsticks for big and small foods. If they’d spent their entire lives eating small foods, it would be a teenie bit difficult to change the method of picking up a fatter breading than a tiny greenery or worm. Especially with mutant hands.

But they don’t hesitate. As if they have picked up larger foods before.

Also, also, they know what a cake is. What it’s supposed to be made out of. Hence why Leo knows what “icing” is.

I’m not normally that excited to taste something that I’ve never tried before (unless someone is hyping me up). It feel implied that they have and that’s why they’re disappointed that Mikey made one of not-cake substances and why Mikey looks like he has regrets.

Also, also, also- considering Splinter eats the algae and worms too, I don’t believe that he has the turtles on a purely algae based diet because he’d have to stick himself on one too. Man’s not a fan.

And he knows that other foods exist. So. Why would he?

In other words, my favorite analogy:

I hate Spinach salad. My mother used to make us eat Spinach salad.

Were there better things to eat than Spinach? Yeah.

Did mom even listen to that point? Nope.

But was it still technically good for me so I was forced to stomach Spinach salad until I was old enough to design my own diet?

You betcha. And I hated every minute of it 👍

So, to end this, I have to say that while algea and worms could have been (at maximum) a common meal for the turtles, I don’t think it was their only meal option. I’m not necessarily saying it was the best idea or the tastiest meal for a birthday-type celebration, but the turtles definitely had outside food exposure.

Do with this knowledge what you will.

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 4

Damian's face twisted in disgust at the offending object.

Phantom's quirked in confusion. He nudged the massive striped bass towards the smaller siren. "What's wrong?"

"I am a vegetarian." Damian huffed. "And it's raw."

"Oh. Uh, whoops." Phantom shrugged. "I don't know how to break it to you, dude, but, like... There's not much better to eat out there."

Damian glared at him. "I would rather starve."

Perhaps he was being too stubborn. With a buffoon of a companion such as this, the situation was better treated as a survival scenario than a mere mission. Damian was no fool. Vegetarianism was a luxury afforded to those with the food abundance to choose.

That, and it had been a solid sixteen hours since his last meal. His tail felt sore and aching in a way he hadn't felt in years. His stomach growled and groaned, demanding something to fill it.

The last time he felt a hunger like this was when he was still in the League, when they sent him out on weeks long missions where he starved under moonlight and ate birds and rats to survive.

"Come on, Damian, you need to eat something." Phantom cajoled, as if his puppy-eyed look could ever match that of Richard's. "And the seaweed's not gonna sustain you. Believe me I tried."

"Are sirens obligate carnivores?"

"No, but-"

"Then tell me why I cannot sustain myself off of kelp and seaweed?"

"Dude, those things have literally no calories in them."

A valid point, but just because he was right did not mean Damian had to cede the point so easily. "Is the siren species so primitive as to not have cultivated plants in order to sustain their population?"

"I literally don't know how to answer that dude. Do I look like an ambassador or something to you?"

Damian frowned.

"Look, it's getting late and we'll need all the rest we can get. I promise it doesn't taste that bad. We'll try and work something out tomorrow, how's that?"

Damian sighed. "Very well, but only because I very my life, thank you very much."

"Thank god for that..."

Damian unwrapped himself from his tail, and approached the poor fish. "I am terribly sorry, fish. I will not let your sacrifice be in vain." He muttered.

He looked up to find Phantom with a small knife, cutting up the fish into messy fillets, like this was the first time he'd done so. Peculiar. Surely he had lived off fish his entire life, and had deboned many before this moment.

"Just so you don't get poked in the mouth by a bone or two. Those things suck."

Phantom offered a strip of meat. Shutting his eyes, Damian took the food, and shoved it into his mouth, chewing minimally before swallowing.

The taste was... acceptable.

More than acceptable. perhaps.

It would be a shame to let the fish's death go to waste.

...

Damian sank his teeth into the side of the fish, eyes almost rolling into the back of his head from the taste.

Some time later...

Danny floats back into the cave, a handful of kelp bundled up in his arms. "Hey Damian, look I know this situation sucks for you, like in every way, so I went out and got some greens for you, just so it's not all meat and- Wait, Damian?"

The boy in question slept fastly, his fins gently drifting back in forth in the small currents caused by Danny's entrance. His head was slumped against the bass he'd brought in earlier, little strips of fish still stuck in his teeth.

Now that he wasn't making faces and being angry at Danny, he was honestly pretty cute.

Danny wiped some of the bits of meat off Damian's cheek, careful not to scratch his soft scales with a misplaced claw. Despite being so small, Damian managed to chew through a sizable portion of the fish that was easily half his size or more.

Setting the child's body to the side, and draping a small blanket over him, Danny set to finishing off the rest.

He hoped everyone back home wouldn't worry too much. If the GiW boats didn't clear out by tomorrow, then they were in for a big problem. He and Tucker were working on making waterproof earpieces, but they weren't ready yet, and his waterproof phone had been left in his room when he'd rushed out to get Damian back. That meant no communication with Amity Island whatsoever. No way to get in contact with Bruce Wayne, and no way for his friends to know he and Damian were ok.

He was really in over his head, wasn't he?

The morning came with a very loud wake up call.

"YO BABYPOP!"

Danny jolted awake and bumped his head into the nearest desk overhead. "Who's attacking us?!"

Beside him, Damian jerked himself into a defensive stance (or as close to one as he could manage.)

The curtains of the cave were pushed open, allowing streams of sunlight to stream in and blind the boy with its glare. Peeking into the cave was the head of one Ember McClain, a vicious grin plastering her face.

"You never told me you got a kid!"

Damian chirped indignantly.

Danny sputtered. "Whawhwh Wh Wait a second!"

Ember pulled out of the cave, and squealed. "Yo Kitty! Dipstick's got himself a kid!"

A woosh of water rushed past, and Kitty's neon green and teal scales showed themselves. "Omg! Phantom aren't you like fifteen? What the heck?!"

Danny blushed deeply teal. "He's not mine I swear!"

Ember pushed Kitty out of the way. "Oh my gosh he's so tiny. Who's the lucky woman?? Or man??? Phantom what have you been getting up to without us?!"

Damian hissed at him from behind Danny's shoulder (when did he get there?) "Begone, harpies! And cease your accusations! I would sooner perish than be related in any way to this incompetent fool."

Ember trilled in adoration. "He's so freaking adorable. Where did you get him, Babypop? An orphanage??"

Danny would've done a spittake, if he was above water. "W-what?! Dude, literally where would even find an orphanage around here?"

"Did his parents dump you on him like Johnny was?"

"Uh I'm not even gonna question that."

Ember clasped her hands to her mouth in scandalous shock. "No way, did you finally turn to the dark side and kidnap him?"

Damian piped up again, gripping on Danny's shoulders with his unsheathed claws and rising higher. "Nonsense, I claim no familial relationship with this person, not by blood, law, or emotion. He is as close to me as any stranger would."

"Ouch Damian. I literally saved your life."

Ember and Kitty chortled and shorted. They clutched their bellies and lead against the walls of the cave. "It's just... PFPFTT Phantom you total scoundrel, ahah!"

"Yeah yeah, look I gotta get this kid back to his dad on Amity, and quick. He's probably losing his mind over there."

Kitty gasped. "So you did turn him."

Danny shushed them. "Don't scream it out for the whole ocean to hear!"

He rushed out the entrance of the cave and shooed them in, covering the doorway up as they entered.

"Look I'd really, really rather you guys keep this on the down low. This is kind of a huge deal right now." Danny said.

He turned to Damian, still perched on his shoulder, his little tail brushing against Danny's ghostly white sail. "Is it ok if I tell them?"

"if it will convince them to vacate the premises."

"If you have to know, Damian's the son of some ultra rich guy. Skulker got him for whatever reason, and I was forced to turn him."

"Dude, Skulker went for a literal child?!" Ember clenched her first, likely hiding her extending claws. Right, Skulker was a bit of a touchy subject for her. "Of his own kind, no less?!"

"That's fucking low, girl."

"And now the GiW are going crazy too. Probalby got a huge donation or whatever. We're just waiting untli they go away so I can get Damian back to his dad, without any dissections. That also means none of you guys should be going near the place either."

"Pfft, too late for that."

Danny froze. "Who did they get?"

"Relaaxx, Dipstick. I was just preparing another concert, only for like fifty boats to show up out of fuckin' nowhere. Luckily I heard them before they saw me, but come on! I was miles from Amity at that point!"

"Miles?" Damian whispered.

Danny felt the same way too. They were only increasing their patrols now, shit.

"It's bad enough that the rest of the Pod are freaking migrating. We haven't migrated in years!"

"Yeah, actually, Phantom you wanna join us? I know you have this whole, err, thing, with Amity Island, but we hardly see you. And Johnny's been itching for a rematch."

Danny looked over his shoulder, to where Damian was lost in thought. This might have been the first them he'd seen the kid not glaring.

"Thanks for the offer, but I need to get Damian home. It's my fault he's like this, and he's got a whole family out there waiting for him."

"Don't you too?"

Danny swallowed a thick of water. He did have a family, a family that was probably going crazy. But at least part of that family, and his friends, knew he could take care of himself, knew that he was a siren, knew that the water was his element. Damian's family didn't have that luxury.

"We'll figure it out."

The girls shared a look, and shrugged. "The offer still stands, Babypop. Oh, and i'll be sure to fuckin' dice Skulker next time i see him, lying, cheatin' bastard.

For a moment, the boys watched the two siren teens' trailing tails, before they turned a corner and disappeared.

"Gotham."

"What was that?" Danny asked.

"If Amity Island is inaccessible to us, then we have to go to Gotham."

"Isn't Gotham-"

"On the East Coast? Yes, it is. It's our only option."

"That's thousands of miles, and you can't even walk!"

"Would you rather we stay here, waiting for the GiW to approach us and kill us both?"

Danny clenched his jaw. Damian was right, wasn't he.

"The only way to reunite me with Father is to go to Gotham. They will not be expecting us there."

"How can you be so sure?"

Damian dislodged himself from Danny's shoulder and floated in front of him. "Because they are unaware of the sirens' power of transformation, am I correct?"

"Good point, but wait, how did you know that?"

"I did some cursory research before coming here. The prevailing theories put forth by the supposed 'experts' on the matter asserted that sirens eat their human victims, with no mentions of turning. They have no reason to believe I am not dead., and no reason to suspect any siren activity in Gotham."

"And you're ok with that. Thousands of miles of swimming in the endless ocean full of things wanting to eat you?"

"Are you not?"

"Ok ok, calm down." Danny had to chuckle though. Rich as this kid may be, he was definitely not spoilt enough to sit still and wait for his dad to save him.

"And the fastest way to get to Gotham is via the Panama Canal." Damian puffed his chest out in what was probably pride. Danny stared at him, dumbfounded.

"You're kidding, right?"

"Have I ever jested to you before?"

"No seriously. The Panama Canal. You realise that place is monitored up and down, right? Literally the moment we get spotted, the locks are gonna, you know, lock down, and then we'll be stranded and sitting ducks to be chopped up by the GiW."

"That will not be an issue. You possess the power of camouflage, do you not? And again, they will not be expecting us in Panama, so they will have no reason to bring any sonars there."

Danny wanted to bang his head against the wall. This idea sounded so stupid, but not stupid enough that it was unfeasable.

"In addition, you said it yourself. Your negligence resulted in my permanent loss of humanity, so it is your responsibility to do whatever you can do right your wrong."

Shit. Came with being the son of a businessman, didn't it? This kid was guilttripping the hell out of him and Danny could honestly not say he didn't deserve it.

"Fiiiine. We're going to Panama."

"Excellent." Damian grinned. "Let us leave immediately."

Danny could only pray that none of the 50 things that could go wrong, did go wrong, but when was his luck ever that good?

No, instead, Danny strapped in whatever supplies he had laying around in the cave. To Panama we go...

[koolades-world]

More Obey me! Headcannons

had so much fun last time I wanted to do it again

Satan is so smart, but has issues doing basic math and refuses to admit it, like he can’t figure out fifteen plus seven without his fingers or a calculator (is this me projecting? maybe)

Belphie bought himself and Mc matching house slippers. Mc thought Beel felt left out and made Belphie buy a pair for him too

Beel has a huge green thumb, and takes upon himself to save plants he thinks are sad or lonely. He buys the dying plants from the store to bring back to life (partially inspired by the chat where someone, forgot who, told beel that if he talked to plants they would grow faster my precious baby)

Lucifer is the best cook at the HoL, but rarely has time to cook. Beel is the second best but usually eats the ingredients before he can make anything with them. Mammon is probably the worst because Levi can make food from animes almost perfectly

Asmo once almost set a store he was collaborating with on fire with his rage alone because they spelt his name wrong

Beel probably needs a new toothbrush every couple weeks. Belphie probably gets toothbrushes mixed up and uses ones that aren’t his

Lucifer and Solomon like prune juice haha old men

The one thing Luke and Simeon have seriously disagreed on is if raisins belong in dessert. Michael likes them, so Luke does too. Simeon thinks they’re awful but never directly says it, so Lucifer usually says it for him

Despite always being online, Levi had not once checked his RAD email. He has 9,999+ emails, probably a lot more because 9,999 is where it stops counting

Mammon collects cool rocks and keeps them in a box under his bed

Satan’s hands are always freezing, so he sticks them under Mc (or a cat) when possible, or uses a charmed hot water bottle from Solomon that stays warm for days at a time

Solomon and Asmo have had matching bracelet sets for as long as they’ve known each other, and since they didn’t make them anymore, they got some custom done for Mc so they could also have them

For about 1,000 years, Thirteen though jelly beans were an actual kind of bean and Solomon never let her let it go

The first food Mc and Mammon ate on a date in the human world together was Taiyaki, so he made it a point to learn how to make them to surprise Mc (even though he’s a terrible cook) (I might make this a fic since I like this idea so much)

Diavolo has always wanted a Devildom version of a hamster but Barbatos refused to have any kind of rodent in the castle, rat or not

Luke probably downloads those stupid app games with the ads unironically

Satan’s favorite Disney Princess is Ariel because she ran off to do what she wanted without caring what her father thought, it’s giving daddy issues. He’s probably considered running off and marrying Mephisto to make Lucifer angry

Raphael unironically enjoys off brand chips and soda

Lucifer is a nail biter, and Asmo is helping him curve the habit by putting a nasty tasting top coat when he does his nails, and it’s also why he wears gloves all the time.

Belphie and Satan once went up to the humans world together to mess with people in Salem, Massachusetts with magic, which spawned several conspiracy theory books. They read them together and laugh as a past time

Diavolo once went to the human world in his demon form for,, reasons, and accidentally got written into ancient mythology because he got spotted by humans

Barbatos had a home garden for cooking and sometimes lets Asmo have leaves from some of the plants to make homemade skin care products

Mammon probably has lots of earwax. Don’t share your earbuds with him unless you make him clean them afterwards

Belphie has a really large water bottle that’s always on his side table. He wakes up randomly though the night, chugs an ungodly amount of water and then passed out again. In the mornings he has to piss really bad but is too lazy to get up and actually do it, so he just sits and complains. Even Beel isn’t sure how he’s able to drink that much water in a short amount of time

Satan likes waking up early to enjoy the morning air and read outside for a while since mornings can get hectic with his brothers

Thirteen’s favorite torture device is the Iron Maiden. She had her own that she bedazzled. Even Asmo is jealous and wants her to make him one too

Mammon introduced Diavolo to Gatorade, and instead of sneaking behind Lucifer and Barbatos’s backs to drink Demonus, they have secret Gatorade meetings

Diavolo and Lucifer definitely both had a hidden Dialuci stash of things and probably clash trying to collect limited edition things online

None of the Obey me cast took birthdays or passing of years seriously until Mc entered the picture and suddenly time was precious, and they actually kept track. Because of this, nobody is really sure how old the twins are

Mephisto thinks roosters want world domination

Asmo thinks cilantro tastes like soap and Levi thinks anything cola flavored tastes like cough medicine

Mammon's favorite party trick is one Mc taught him, which is rolling his tongue Everyone he meets, including his brothers, thinks it's so cool when really it's just a genetic thing

[mintsuwu]

IRENE STORYTIME BECAUSE IT WAS ABOUT TIME I am deeply sorry this will be a little long;;

Irene Relda, also known as "Mademoiselle Ratler" (based on a headcanon by Frankilew on DA in which the mice society changes the last names of those who are of different species, for example Ratigan instead of Flanigan) or "The Witch of Geinburg Street" is a female rodent born as a cross between a rat and a mouse, who lives apart from society due to discrimination and therefore is tired of everyone and everything(?

She is usually quiet and reserved, not showing emotions too often... But she's a gentle sweetheart deep down. And despite having quite the character and strenght, she is always willing to lend a helping hand to those who are not hostile towards her.

VOICE HEADCANON: Miss Spider (Voiced by Susan Sarandon in "James and the Giant Peach")

Irene´s mother was a rat of French origin who worked as a maid after moving to Mousedom, where she hoped to have a good life that unfortunately, she did not find. The father on the other hand was a well-to-do man, a prestigious professor or investigator at Scotland Yard…. But obviously, he could not accept the fact that the world knew that he had had a daughter with a maid who was, on top of that, a rat, so he fired the mother immediately and she took their child with her.

Irene didn't have the best childhood, but she was happy as long as she could be with her mother despite the difficulties she had to face (being a rat in a mouse society, single woman with a daughter who is a crossbreed, etc.). Sadly, there was a point when Irene's mother passed away and the girl had to raise herself from then on.

As she grew up, Irene acquired skills such as cleaning, sewing, and generally doing other household chores. She also knew a lot about herbs since, due to not having many resources, she could not afford to get sick often, so she could resort to the use of plants and natural healing methods.

Thanks to her skills she was able to follow in her mother's footsteps and worked as a maid, offering a good service regardless of the salary, but for various circumstances she was mostly dismissed: either because of her condition, because she was accused of acts she had not committed or simply because the ladies of the household did not like her (or were envious of her for a reason she could not understand).

She worked for a duchess at some point, who was actually a covert criminal who went by the name "Dolleyes" (huge shoutout to @rexmk0153universe-blog for suggesting her name and for helping me come up for so many ideas for this sequel au!!): her plans were based on getting in touch with or marrying rich men and then murdering them in order to keep their posessions.

One unfortunate day Irene witnessed one of the Duchess' crimes, so in exchange of her silence, she was fired (although she took revenge later… Let's say she offered Dolleyes an apology cake that had a dirty surprise and that hurt the noblewoman's ego while the queen of Mousedom witnessed everything (?) basically that cake scene from "The Help".)

From that humiliation, a lot of rumors about Irene began to spread. They said things of the sorts that she was a witch who stole valuables, tricked and seduced husbands, kidnapped children and ate them, or poisoned and even cursed those who upset her.

From the moment the rumors began, Irene had more difficulty getting a job because no one wanted to hire her, so she lived hand to mouth, and (perhaps do clothing comissions from time to time). The only hope she had was to be able to save enough money to go to France, which was her mother's homeland and where they wanted to return years ago before she died.

What Irene did not know though, is that shortly after she was going to help a very injured person one rainy night without knowing that it was a criminal mastermind. And from then on her life changed and she went from living alone having to endure the antics of a villain 24/7.

Irene's relationship with Ratigan fluctuates. They generally argued and disagreed in nearly everything- But there was a point when she realized the subtle detail that he never called her "rat" or something negative in relation to that aspect of her being, which she found strange considering he seemed to detest rats and he flatly denied being one himself… But out of respect, Irene didn't call him that any longer (although there were many times when she made him angry on purpose because knowing that he couldn't do anything to her in his current state amused her and one time she even used his old bell to tease him, which she took from Basil's house).

Regarding Ratigan's bell, the detective planned to search for it himself, but just then Olivia arrived with a reformed Fidget and volunteered. The bat, however, told her not to do it since he was paranoid that the professor was alive, even though he had been presumed dead after his fall from Big Ben… But Olivia's curiosity was greater and she prepared to investigate on her own. In fact, upon hearing the rumors of the witch she felt more convinced to continue (in some Disney Adventure comics, she and Fidget investigated paranormal events, so I imagine she likes that stuff).

In the end she arrived at Irene's house, but the woman tried to intimidate her and throw her out without Ratigan finding out that the girl was there. To her surprise, Olivia returned a few days later and repeatedly.

Ratigan eventually found out that Irene was talking to Olivia, but suddenly offered the lady a deal… If she approached Basil through Olivia and managed to get the detective to lower his guard in order to take him down, Ratigan would leave her home as soon as he recovered, never to return, and would give her the money she needed to travel to France.

Irene, in order to get the professor off her back, accepted, and technically the scheme worked through the means of seduction (to Ratigan's confused displeasure because he had mixed feelings about Irene as the plan went by) but Basil snapped out of it soon enough and Ratigan lost again and fleed… He didn't give Irene the money however-

She and Basil talked things out later though, apologizing for trying to trick him. Despite how the two would clash at times, Irene and the detective got along rather well, and from that point she helped him and Dawson with some of their cases, one of them which involved Dolleyes, who intended on marrying Ratigan only to kill him and pull out a Corpse Bride kind of plan after...

She also grew close to Olivia and Fidget, specially the latter since he ended up becoming like an adopted son of hers. So in their own ways, slowly, they heal together from the loneliness and mistreatment they had recieved on their lives.

(Also yes the "caling people by any last names but their actual one" thing will be a running gag hehoo)

[moonlight-tmd]

Prowlbee.

They have been chosen by the cat distribution system.

It's night, and they go to Prowl's room to cuddle and find a random cat that decided it lives there now.

Oh yah. I can see them just going out on a date and the base being so quiet one would think it's empty.

Then they come back and Bee decided to go ahead and prepare the berth for cuddles while Prowl brings the snacks. He comes in and sees something orange skidaddle under Prowl's berth. He comes closer and omg it's a kittyh-

Prowl comes in and Bee hushes him from any questions and excitedly waves him over to look. Prowl loves animals so he has an entire animal food stash in his cabinet to he can feed them when he goes out. He lured the cat out with a can of food, also gave it water to drink.

The kitty was an orange tabby, it looked like it was one of the street cat considering how dirty it was and neither of them cound sense a chip in it.

After a while of eating the cat got skittish and ran up the shelf and out the window- presumably the way it got inside in the first place. They were sad and hoped the cat would come back later.

Both of the got woken up by meowing the next day. It was the same cat, sitting near Prowl's berth and meowing loudly. Prowl noticed the can of salmon feed he gave to the cat was now completely empty, meaning the cat ate the rest and was now demanding more food.

He got up and gave it another canned feed along with fresh water. The cat ate it right up and stayed just a little longer before deciding to go away.

Bee got the idea of trying to name the cat- since it apparently didn't have a home therefore no name. He gave few suggestions and had a bit of an argument with Prowl- Bee wanted to name the cat something silly like "Gatorade" or "Greg the Devourer" while Prowl was more into traditional names like "Daisy" or "Jasper".They settled on naming the cat "Honeycomb".

The cat had visited few more times and each time it was more friendly with them. At one point Prowl even set up a little area for it to hang out at- few scratchers, boxes and bowls to eat and drink.

They told the others about the cat and they were so jealous- while they have seen the cat few times, it only ever came close to either Bee or Prowl. At this point the cat had decided to stay at the little cat castle in Prowl's room.

The cat seemed more affectionate with time, it even came up to brush against or cuddle with them. It was amazing. It also seemed the cat was starting to get more healthy as well because it seemed to get fatter.

One day however the cat didn't show up, they looked for it everywhere around and inside the plant but nothing. It didn't show up the day after either...

But then the next morning when they woke up Bee heard very quiet tiny meows coming from one of the boxes in the cat area.

They checked and there was Honeycomb laying in the blankets, nursing a fresh batch of kittens. There was 4 in total, all of them had orange fur with a bit of white.

They took the mama and the kittens to the vet to get checked out; the kittens were fine but the mama needed some meds for the parasites and fleas. They got her clean and chipped before taking her and the kittens back to base.

Sari was over the moon when she saw the kittens. Honeycomb was surprisingly chill with everyone else which made them happy. Bee and Prowl decided to give the kittens up for adoption after they were a month old. Honeycomb herself got a collar and a tag and has become the team's family pet, although she favorited Bee and Prowl.

They both taught her tricks like jumping onto their shoulders to ride. She also made herself useful by bringing dead rats she hunted down to them- the little rascals had been biting thru cables at the plant and Ratchet was running out of options on how to get rid of the persistent rodents.

[roses-for-rosalyn]

Five Minutes

Abby Anderson x You

minors DNI (please bro)

whipped this up really quick because it's pride month bitches! 🌈 Now it's midnight and I have to wake up early tomorrow, but I will admit I did love writing this so much. Enjoy <3

word count: 1.7k

content warnings: mentions of oral (Abby receiving hehe), mirror sex, fingering (r! receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, little bit of nipple play, neck kissing, and no use of y/n

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Your eyes flutter open to the sound of steady breathing. Your head is laying on a warm chest, Abby’s chest. You have no idea how you managed to stay in the same position all night, you didn’t move an inch. Must have been the deepest sleep you’ve had in forever. You check the time and see you woke up just early enough to give yourself plenty of time to get ready before patrol. 

You slowly sit up, kneeling next to Abby. Her hair is down and sprawled across the pillow and her face is so incredibly calm. You give yourself a few seconds to admire her rare state of tranquility, and then move quietly to go get ready. You tip-toe to the bathroom and shut the door quietly, flick the light on and glance in the mirror, assessing the damage from the night before. Your hair was wild, tangles and knots making it look like a rat’s nest, most likely from Abby roughly tugging it. And– Oh, you had almost forgotten, probably also from her holding onto it for dear life, your name slipping from her lips as you ate her out with more ferocity than you had ever thought yourself capable of. 

She rarely let you return the favor like that, she would usually put the focus back on you as quickly as possible. After last night you’re not sure how she’s going to be able to hold you back now. The sound of her little grunts and moans were ingrained in your brain, thinking about it now has you clenching your thighs together…

Focus. Fix Hair. You turn on the sink and wet your hands and run them through your hair to dampen it. You comb your fingers through the tangles trying to smooth it down and eventually you give up. You quickly fashion it into a bun and then begin brushing your teeth. 

You had just finished brushing your teeth when the door slowly opened revealing a groggy Abby. She has a little smile on her face, eyes still heavy from sleep. She looks absolutely adorable. You smile back and she walks behind you, resting her head on your shoulder. She wraps her strong arms around your stomach, pulling you closer to her. She looks at you through the mirror, still smiling before putting her mouth right next to your ear and whispering, “Leaving me so soon?” You can feel her warm breath fan down your neck instantly giving you butterflies. 

“You know I have patrol Abs, I would stay here if I could.” She ignores you and starts planting light kisses down the side of your neck. Your eyes flutter closed and you melt into her instantly. 

She makes her way back up to your ear and murmurs “Then we better make the most of the time we have.” She starts gently sucking the delicate skin on your neck, her teeth barely grazing it causing you to groan. You start to pull away but Abby has you locked in her insanely strong grip. It almost wasn’t fair.

“I don-'' Just as you start to protest, she moves her hand up your shirt and starts teasing your nipple causing you to gasp. She knows exactly what she’s doing. “Abby.” You barely manage to gasp out, god she has you incapacitated and she barely has to do anything. “I do-I don’t ha-have time for this.” She pinches your sensitive nipple between her thumb and forefinger and you have to hold back a moan. You know any noises you make will encourage her, so you’re trying your best to hold back. 

“Come on baby, you just need to give me five minutes. Look how worked up I have you already.” She laughs a little, teasing you. 

“F-fine.” She was right, at this point the ache between your legs had grown impossible to ignore. There was no way you were walking out the door in this state, and you definitely had five minutes, you woke up very early. You had hoped it would give you time to shower, but this worked too. 

“Knew you would give in to me sweetheart.” She purrs. Her hand slowly slides down your shorts to cup your throbbing cunt over your underwear. She moves her hand up and down your slit, teasing you over your underwear. You close your eyes and let out a whimper, silently begging for her to soothe your achey cunt. “Look in the mirror.” You open your eyes meeting Abby’s intense gaze through the mirror. “You’re gonna watch yourself come. If you close your eyes or look away I stop, got it?” Arousal floods to your core at the command, you’re practically dripping down your thighs just from her words.

“Got it.” You barely manage a nod and Abby finally moves her hand under the hem of your underwear. She moves her finger up your slit, barely teasing your sensitive clit. You watch her face as she lets out a small gasp at the feeling of your soaked cunt. “God you’re so desperate for me sweetheart, barely had to do anything and you’re dripping down your thighs.” You whimper, her raspy morning voice causing you to clench around nothing.

She starts circling her finger around your sensitive bud painfully slowly. Your eyes start to close and you melt further into Abby before she halts her movements. Your eyes snap open and you see Abby staring at you through the mirror with a stern expression. “What did I say? I know you need to leave soon, keep those eyes open so I can finish up sweetheart.” You nod and Abby continues, shifting her focus back down to your drenched pussy. 

She starts to move her finger in smaller, tighter circles and you let out a moan. Your clit is so sensitive you start to clench your thighs together. Abby notices and uses her feet to spread your legs further apart, forcing you to endure the overstimulation. You have to resist the urge to lean your head back on her shoulder, not wanting her to stop again. She uses her other hand to pull your tank top up revealing your breasts. She massages the soft skin and teases your nipple, drawing circles around it before pinching it lightly, your hips buck into her hand at the action. She continues her relentless attack on your sensitive clit as she roughly pinches and squeezes your nipples and you can feel the pleasure in your belly building. You start to moan louder indicating to Abby you were close. The sight in the mirror of Abby’s strong arms wrapped around you, one in your shorts and the other roughly grabbing your breast only brought you closer to the edge. You could see the way her muscles flexed and moved as she gripped onto you. The pleasure in your stomach has almost hit an unbearable peak as Abby starts kissing and sucking on your neck again. “Come for me baby, please come for me.” She breathes into your neck, and you do. Pleasure completely consumes you in waves, your hips bucking into Abby’s hand. You throw your head back and scrunch your eyes closed moaning as each wave moves through your body. Abby doesn’t slow her hand down for a second. When you start to come down, you try to squirm away, oversensitive from your intense orgasm, but she doesn’t let up. “Abby,” you breathe out, “I h-have to go.” 

“Just give me one more and then you can leave, baby.” You whine as she continues rubbing your overly sensitive clit. 

“O-ok.” She smirks and then moves you forward against the vanity. She removes her hand from your cunt and uses both her hands to gently rub up and down your arms. 

“Gonna take these off.” She grabs the hem of your shorts and underwear and pulls them down at the same time. She pulls your tank top all the way off too, she knows how much you like it when your naked body is exposed whilst she remains fully dressed. Made you feel like you were completely at her mercy. She moves her hands up from your hips to your stomach and massages your cleavage. She pulls you back a little by the hips and leans you down so your upper body is laying against marble vanity, your cheek pressed to the surface. The feeling of the cold stone against your nipples makes you let out a little gasp. 

Abby wastes no time as runs her finger up and down your slit gathering your arousal before circling your tight entrance. Once you relax for her she slowly inserts her finger, aiming downwards to hit your g-spot perfectly. A moan slips through your lips and Abby moves her finger in and out of you at a slow pace. Before long Abby slips a second finger in, you gasp at the sudden intrusion, her thick fingers opening you up further.

 “So perfect for me sweetheart, taking my fingers so well.” She starts moving her fingers a bit faster, hitting that sensitive, spongy spot at each thrust. Her grip on your hip is so hard you’re sure you’ll have bruises, but it only increased your pleasure. “Think you can take another baby?” Your walls clench around her fingers at the question, answering it for you, still you reply with a shaky “Y-yes Abby.” At that Abby adds a third finger, you let out a borderline pornographic moan, loud enough that the neighbors most definitely heard. She fucks a moan out of you at each thrust, splitting you open with her thick fingers. You felt so, so full. your climax was beginning to build up again, fast. Abby starts moving her fingers faster as she feels you tighten around her. The sound of your own moans was so loud you almost didn’t notice Abby had started gasping and grunting at the sound of her fingers moving in and out of you. “A-Abby I’m gonna-” Once you heard her little sounds you were sent over the edge. Your orgasm completely taking over. 

You whimper something to the effect of “Fuck, Abby, fuck.” over and over as your orgasm rips through you a second time. Abby slows down, still moving her fingers until you come down.

 She sucks her fingers clean with a satisfied hum before casually saying “Get dressed sweetheart, don’t wanna be late.” 

comments always appreciated and I am open to any requests rn. Hope ur pride month is going well rahhhhh 🌈🔥💪

[gintrinsic-writing]

"The rats ate it."

@elle-rosewater gave me the fun dialogue prompt "we'll just tell them the rats ate it."

CW recent violence (someone eaten by monster). For whumptober, ofc.

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Shlag was not often surprised, but this made him squeal. “What are you doing?”

The sparse hairs along Kreetin’s neck stood on end as he spun around. Bits of flesh clung to his tusks. “What? Nothing.” He kicked out a conspicuous hoof, but the body was too large to hide behind him. “It wasn’t me.”

“Wasn’t you? Wasn’t you? You’re still chewing!”

Kreetin stopped chewing. “It’s not my fault!”

“Like hell it isn’t!” Shlag snarled, gesturing with his spear. “You were supposed to guard the hero, not stuff your face. When Lord Ganon finds out…”

Kreetin shuffled from hoof to hoof. He began to stink more than usual. Fear always did that. “You have to help me.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because—because I won’t be the only one punished!” Kreetin blurted. Seeing Shlag hesitate, he grew confident, his beady eyes sparkling in the firelight. “That’s right. You know I’m right. Lord Ganon will…” He paused to gulp, confidence already fading. “He’ll have all our hides. Yours, especially, for not being here to stop me!”

“I was takin’ a piss!”

“Right. Off wasting time. Should’ve been here, at your post.”

A growl vibrated in Shlag’s throat. “Damn you, Kreetin.” He leaned around to get a better look at the hero, then groaned. “What a fuckin’ mess. There’ll be no covering this up.”

“It’s fine,” Kreetin said, picking at a stringy bit stuck between his largest molars, apparently reassured by Shlag’s situation. “We’ll just tell him the rats ate it.”

“The rats?” Shlag took a deep breath, then hit Kreetin over the head. The resulting squeal of pain made him feel slightly better, so he hit him again. “Fuckin’ rats? Rats don’t leave bites that big! Rats don’t break arms first!”

Kreetin rubbed at his abused skull. “It’s not that obvious—”

Shlag rounded on him with a murderous look. “If you say one more stupid thing, I’ll feed you to the rats!”

Kreetin pouted. It made his tusks look small. “So what do we do?”

Shlag tapped the butt of his spear against the ground as he thought. “Potions?” he muttered. “Do we have potions?”

“Not me.”

“I know you don’t. You’re useless. Maybe the wizzrobes? Or that scrub, Alfie. He’s pretty smart, for a plant.”

“I don’t like that scrub,” Kreetin grumbled. “He shot a seed at my ass last spring. Took hours to dig out.”

Shlag felt one of his eye plates twitch. “You probably deserved it. Anyway, that’s our plan. We get a potion, feed it to the hero…” He paused uneasily. “Potions work on corpses, right?”

Kreetin scratched his nose. “Not sure.”

Instead of striking Kreetin again, Shlag crouched down in front of the hero and poked at the largest of the bites. Globs of congealed blood stuck to his claw. “If we survive this, I’m going to kill you.”

Kreetin was quiet long enough that Shlag glanced back. He was entirely unimpressed by the nervous, toothy grin Kreetin offered, or the knife gripped in his stubby fist. 

“Just protection,” Kreetin assured him. “I wasn’t gonna do anything. I need your help.” He blinked as he remembered their predicament. “And you need mine!”

To their mutual surprise, an alarm sounded within the castle. Seconds later, a squad of guards ran past the entrance to the dungeon, their hooves, talons, and claws scraping against the stone floor. One of them, a moblin with a heavily scarred muzzle, paused to look in. “Heads up,” she chuffed. “Looks like the other heroes—” She frowned at them, scenting the air, then gasped. “Is that the prisoner? What the hell happened?”

“Rats!” Kreetin blurted. There were still bits of the hero sticking to his chin. 

Shlag sighed. He’d have to kill Kreetin sooner rather than later, for his own sake. “What’s this about other heroes?”

“They’re here, attacking, eight of them. Lord Ganon’s ordered us to engage.” She grimaced at the corpse. “They’re not going to be happy…”

“Maybe we can throw this one at them,” Kreetin suggested. “Make ‘em frazzled, you know?”

Shlag exchanged a look with the moblin. “Sure,” Shlag said. “Good idea, Kreetin. You do that, and I’ll back you up.”

Kreetin grinned. He really was too stupid to tolerate, but at least this harebrained plan would solve one problem. Shlag only hoped he’d survive the rest.

[manicplank]

Okok hobby headcanons

Peppino: Cooking, obviously. Doesn't really do much other than work, worry, and sleep. He absolutely has NOT watched every season of Grey's Anatomy and sobbed his eyes out.

Gustavo: Cooking, I feel like he would play DnD. Reading. Owns books he plans on reading but never gets to it. Continues to buy more books.

Mr. Stick: Gambling, probably a regular in casinos. Tax fraud

Pepperman: Drawing, painting, definitely a gym rat. Probably tries to be a social media influencer.

Vigilante: Shooting, a regular at the gun range. Also farming, definitely an animal lover.

The Noise: Skating, parkour, video games, basically a man child.

Fake Peppino: Fetch! Tug of war! Loves to play! Generally doesn't do much with his time. Head empty.

Noisette: Baking, roller skating, video games, drawing, coloring, basically a woman child. No longer legally allowed to garden after growing a mutant plant that ate half the neighborhood. I also can imagine her as a gamer girl streamer with those cat ear headphones.

Pizzahead: Studying; usually into robotics, engineering. Reading, probably scrapbooking. Also plays video games, usually RPGs.

Pillar John: Baking. Lego fanatic.

Gerome: Reading, writing. HUGE bookworm. Likes to garden.

[chaoticarson16]

May we please have Loui, NY, and TX hc’s? 👁️👁️

*not forcing*

Of course you may!

Louisiana:

• He’s a literal sweetheart that gets along with everyone. Like, he knows everyone and everyone knows him

• He will drop whatever he’s doing to help one of his friends. Doing the dishes? Not anymore. Eating lunch? He says he ate enough. Self care? You need it more than I do! Therapy? He’ll be your therapist.

• He very rarely cusses. Every now and then he’ll cuss in French but he rarely cusses in English. When he does this everyone goes quiet cause he’s either in a lot of pain, very upset, or MAJORLY pissed.

• Him and California are the only two not allowed to be ANYWHERE near guns. (With the Wild West and the Black Panther group, please don’t quote me on this, California would be able to shoot guns frighteningly well. I also believe Loui would be extremely good at shooting guns, like, completely incapacitate someone but still keep them alive. Everyone believes they’d be way too dangerous with a gun. Even Florida won’t give them a gun….sometimes)

• Him and Florida have a pet alligator that they’ve named Kitten. She’s around 8 feet and is the biggest softie ever. When the others hear they’ve got a pet named Kitten, they assume they have a cat and weren’t very creative with the name. They are wrong. Florida and Loui laugh every time they agree to meet Kitten and she’s a big ass gator. Govs the only one who got used to her (surprisingly) cause when they got married (pushing my Flouigov agenda) Kitten would constantly follow Florida or Loui and she eventually started following Gov too since he was there more then the other states and she now sees his as a family member.

New York:

• He LOVES to draw. Like, this man always has a sketchbook on him. Any chance he gets he buys a new one (literally me tho) but they don’t last cause he’s always drawing.

• He’s got hella tattoos. Him and California have the most tattoos out of anyone else in the statehouse. Most of the states believed New York had the most tattoos until there was a pool party at the statehouse and they saw Californias.

• Him and Colorado are surprisingly friends. They’re hiking buddies and like to go exploring together. New York likes hiking with Colorado cause he’s allowed to climb pretty much everything. Colorado likes hiking with York cause he’s one of the only people who can keep up with him.

• Him and Jersey like to act like they hate each other, but they’re actually twins and they’re really close. They created different signals (hand placement, facial expressions, pencil/pen placement) to have silent conversations in the middle of a meeting. They’ve started randomly laughing while Gov or one of the other states were talking and had to leave the room to stop. Everyone was very confused.

• Begged Illinois to go see the Chicago rat hole and when Illinois finally agreed he was super excited. He took so many pictures and even left some money there. He cried when he found out someone filled it.

• Him and California have a black oriental cat that they’ve named Gremlin. He’s so stupid and they love him very much.

Texas:

• Him, Jersey, and North Dakota all garden and they love to go to one of their houses and plant new plants that they bought while shopping alone cause they have no self control- (Jersey is the garden state and North Dakota is the peace garden state)

• He has a red dun quarter horse with white blaze and sock markings (yes I looked it up cause I had a very specific image in my head) named Janie. He likes go horseback riding a lot since it calms it down.

• He’s also got an Australian shepherd named Buck (I know so original) but the funny part is she’s a girl. She learned to nip at people’s feet when they call her a he and Texas finds that hilarious. When he says she has an attitude, he means it. She’s also like an emotional support dog for him which honestly he needs. This boy got hella trauma-

• This man is deathly terrified of big crowds. If he can’t easily get to an exit he starts to panic. And when I say panic I mean p a n i c. He started crying and having a panic attack after a meeting cause he was too tired to teleport and everyone kinda crowded around the door to talk. It was made even worse when they started crowding him to make sure he was ok. Buck ended up not leaving his side for a while after that, even going to meetings. If she saw people crowding the door she’d go up to them and bark till they left.

Sorry this is a bit late! My teacher threw a random test at us and I still haven’t finish it💀

[innytoes]

Dark fantasy AU?

-In hindsight, as he's being chased through the forest, hunted by mythical creatures is not where Reggie thought he'd end up when his folks told him they were moving to Los Angeles. Honestly, considering how he used to roam the woods and fields near his Meemaw's farm, the fact that he'd stumbled into a fairy circle near the beach was almost insulting.

-It's not even that he manages to outrun them. It's that one night (he thinks it's night, though time moves differently here and light and dark are all tangled up and is the purple haze of the sky supposed to be dusk or dawn or just a dark stop of the forest?) he'd decided to just... give up.

He couldn't remember how long he'd been running, running from the pounding of hooves and the yapping of dogs that did not look anything like what a dog should look like. He couldn't remember a time where he wasn't hungry, or thirsty, or tired, but something inside of him just kept making him run and run and run

-But he'd had enough. So he just sat down, with his back towards the noise, and hoped they'll kill him quickly. And to comfort himself, he sang the lullaby his Meemaw used to sing when he was scared of the thunder.

-That's what saved him. One of the fae, Caleb, was so charmed by the song that instead of doing whatever it is they did with their prey, he bundled Reggie up and took him to his... castle. Dwelling. Domain.

-He was dressed in finery and made to sing as Caleb and the other fae danced and ate and did things that Reggie very much had not wanted to see, thank you very much. But eventually, they slept, and Reggie met... the other humans who were trapped here.

-Luke, a young boy who had run away from home to become a musician in 1875. He was distraught to hear Reggie tell him it was the nineties now. Even more distraught when Reggie clarified it was the 1990s.

-There was Alex, who had been cast out of his village for reasons he did not want to share, but that Reggie figured out pretty quickly when he saw the way he looked at Willie. He'd fallen asleep near a fairy circle, and the promises he'd been made had been so tempting, he'd said yes before he fully understood the deal.

-And then there was Willie. The boy who had been stolen from his parents, a changeling left in his place. Who had grown up here, a part of this world yet not really. Who did not know what the other boys meant when they talked about years, or America, or really the whole concept of 'family'.

-Luke's the one who tells them of their escape plan. Alex is worried they can't trust Reggie not to rat him out to Caleb, and Reggie is like: um excuse me I was just hunted for sport for who knows how long you think I wanna help that guy?

-But before he can Willie just tilts his head and says: his heart is pure.

-Which is very sweet but also a little creepy.

-Anyway, they do manage to escape Caleb's clutches somehow, and end up back in the human world.

-Being yeeted out of a little ring of mushrooms in the soil of a plant Ray overwatered in the big plant wall of the Molina studio was not particularly pleasant, okay. Considering a real human should not be able to fit through that. But Willie explained that as soon as a fairy portal grew, it was only a manner of time that the fairies would notice it and stake it out to see what they could lure to their realm.

-Somehow, Luke and Alex get thrown clear across the room, Luke slamming against the door, Alex dropping onto the concrete floor.

-Reggie's not sure if him crashing against a pretty wooden piano is better or worse. The sound it made was definitely worse.

-Somehow, Willie ends up sitting crosslegged on the little piano bench, and he turns and quickly crushes up the mushrooms to destroy the portal.

-Julie, of course, is screaming, Alex and Luke and Reggie are screaming. Willie is trying to explain to Julie she over-watered her fern and pouts when she runs away.

-No they're not ghosts but they are changed and they all have weird powers. Luke nearly cries with joy that he can still summon his guitar. Alex is really not okay with this whole 'walking through walls' thing. Reggie is sad he cannot summon a puppy or a pizza.

-Willie can teleport short distances and is shocked to learn humans can't just do that? You have to walk everywhere? Or ride a horse. What's a car? What's roller skates? He needs to see one of these skateboad things immediately, let's summon the human girl back to ask for one. What can they trade for a skateboard?

-They're kind of freaked out at the whole 2020 thing, but hey, Reggie's like: at least it hasn't been a hundred years like when I told Luke about the 90s.

-Queue canon but it's even worse and more chaotic.

[rorirevolutions]

World Building Pt. 1: Power Systems

Mighty Med is the first example of Super Society so it and The Thundermans are going to be the main bases for the world. Lab Rats does not dip into Supers until they meet MM crew, however I fully believe that Douglas is well versed in the Villain community and can work as a slight liaison for them(when he feels like it). I read through the wikis of all the fandoms and this is the power system I came up with.

Superpowers are categorized as traits, features or skills that are beyond normal human ability. That is, a character with a superpower can do things that normal human beings can't do. 

Humans with the Super-Gene originated when their ancestors ate the seeds of a mysterious plant, commonly known as the 'Power Plant'. However, having the Super-Gene and having Superpowers are 2 totally different things. For those that are born and raised in an environment that already has other Supers the gene typically activates quickly after birth due to the potential for nearby threats. However, a majority of humans with Super-Genes are not in this category, most have the gene activated during a dangerous situation or forcefully activated upon reaction to a foreign body. What the power(s) present as after the gene is activated typically appears random, however the abilities usually compliment the person. Sometimes certain powers reappear in a family line over and over again due to personal similarities. There are exceptions to the rules such as when Multiple births occur(Twins, Triples, etc), though they are uncommon. When multiple births occur strange things tend to happen as the individuals are permanently linked. Even within a Super enriched household latent gene activation can occur. For some individuals their Super-Gene wont activate unless under specific circumstances. 

Aliens and other genetically different species are an entirely different matter as they are not Human and their powers follow the laws of their home worlds and/or species.

There are some abilities that all who have active genes posses such as above average durability and seeing the souls of the deceased through what is commonly referred to as ‘True Sight’.

Bionics are another deal entirely, as they are a series of foreign objects and mechanics permanently tied to the body of a human with no Super-Gene(commonly referred to as 'Normo's' or 'Non-Super's'). Due to this difference they require a lot more maintenance. As the body grows and ages the systems need to be adapted to now fit that body. This also means that malfunctions and glitches are extremely common and if not corrected can due permanent damage to the individual. The 'Chips' act as the central mainframe and main access to where all data and updates are stored and uploaded. Due to this without their chips the individuals will become more and more unstable as they cannot properly function with all the hardware implemented in their bodies.

Thank you for reading and if you have any critiques, thoughts or ideas please let me know!

[logar3]

I was really hankering for some DnD-Esq, fantasy-world characters to obsess about, and remembered that I can just design, create, and draw my own… So, after taking 4-5 days to get them done, here they are!!!

(PS - They’re all in one big polyamorous relationship, because I said so!)

Elliot - Human Paladin

Very Paragon-type person.

He hopes he can find the Tomb of the Pure, pull the Sword of Light from its stone, and prove he’s the Destined Hero. But even if he can’t, he doesn’t truly mind. He still plans on fighting his hardest to protect people nonetheless.

He is from a small city that dealt with a lot of Undead from a nearby dungeon that the kingdom mismanaged and allowed to grow stronger than most, so he’s good at Smiting creatures with his Light Magic.

On the flip side, because of this, he kinda struggles weaving other elements into his magic, because of how used to using Light magic he is. He’s working on it though!

Sometimes crashes the fuck out whenever one of the girls gets hurt. Scary Paladin on a Warpath of ‘you’re gonna die for that’ type shit. Does his best to control himself, though, because using his magic when he’s angry is a tradeoff, power for efficiency.

He can quickly burn his Mana reserves up if he goes all out, but sometimes it's worth it for that handy boost to his strength, speed, and durability.

Briar - Fairy Barbarian

She is usually super happy-go-lucky, but has slight anger management issues when it comes to how small she is, and will often go ballistic on people who push her too far teasing her about it.

She is super tiny, but she wields a giant (comparatively) battle axe.

She also has size-changing magic that is too time-consuming to cast for combat unless prepared but perfect for… other, less life-or-death activities…

She has the strength of 10 strong Human men compressed in a body the height of a dagger. Very good at hitting critical spots against enemies due to her size and maneuverability and the force she can put behind her strikes.

Kyga - Demihuman (Dragon) Druid

Mostly Human-looking, with a slight snout to her face, and purple scales on her lizard-parts.

She has retractable claws, and is much stronger than she looks

She REALLY dislikes Wildshaping, but does very much enjoys manipulating and enhancing plant growth to entrap and devour her prey.

Has a garden inside a small Demiplane artifact where she experiments on dangerous new mutated plant minions.

She has a staff topped with a Dire Rat's head on it. When people ask her why it's a Dire Rat instead of any of the other dangerous monsters she's fought alongside the party, she usually says it's because Rats bring disease and famine and are one of the most destructive animals around.

Ana - Half-Elven Cleric

She is a super Faithful cleric to the Goddes of Light, and is well renowned for her honour and generosity.

Her healing spells are off the charts, power-wise.

She declined the offer from the Church of Light to become a Deaconess because they don’t travel much from church headquarters, and she prefers to spread the word (and healing magic) of the Goddess far and wide alongside her beloved party members.

She is the self-appointed Quartermaster of the group, because last time they let Kyga organise the rations they ate salted rat jerky for a month. Also, Briar once seemed to forget that they aren’t all super tiny and bought 5 sleeping bags that looked like they were for a dollhouse.

She dresses more like a rogue with a magical staff than a proper Cleric because she got tired of getting targeted and hit because of how clear it was that she was the healer, and likes being more stealthy nowadays.

Claire - Demihuman (Fox) Knight

Super tall, the tallest of them all. (6ft 5)

Buff as fuck under her armour.

Used to be a noble, but signed up to fight monsters cause her parents are really quite terrible.

She technically hasn’t been disinherited yet, due to her being the eldest child of the family, but she also doesn’t care either way, content and happy where she is.

She fights with a longsword in one hand and a parrying dagger in the other. Good at predicting an opponents moves and deflecting them.

She has a standard Knight's helmet with space for her big fox ears, but only wears it on combat. She also has armour for the base of her tail to protect it.

She gets super embarrassed when receiving honest praise, having lacked it early in life due to her aforementioned terrible parents.

She wags her tail when she’s happy and buries her face in the nearest surface (usually Elliot’s chest) when stunned.

And there you have it! I wanna draw these guys doing stuff and being fluffy and romantic amongst each other and stuff, so keep an eye out for that if you enjoy them!

See you all next time!

[spaceumbredoggos]

Did some cooking in the shower. Headcanon time!

So I’ve established that Kenz loves to steal food, then gorge on the ill gotten gains. This escalates to stealing Atlas’s crops, raiding Atlas’s chicken coop for raw eggs, and even raiding local pet stores and eating their fish, rodents, birds, and rabbits. This all comes down to long stifled instincts that are suddenly coming out leading to criminal records and a feral Kenz who will bite everyone and everything. And when they bite, they draw a lot of blood, which if the target isn’t human, they drink a lot of through licking the wound and latching on constantly.

But you know what they love more? Settling feuds with species, yes, entire species, that have evoked their wrath. Rats and mice chewed up half their books and plushies when they were ten. Every rat and mouse they see, they eat. They eventually leave the crops and eggs alone and devour the marauding rodent population of not just Atlas’s homestead, but farms across Gravity Falls. They also eat entire hills of ants because they got into their cinnamon rolls and strawberry shortcake biscuits that one time. The shack has zero ant problems after this.

This prey drive escalates to them hunting any rodent or lagamorph pest that gets into the garden. And they can digest bone, so nothing goes to waste. Kenz still goes on plant binges at times, but it’s with feral vegetation that isn’t regulated by farmers. However, they’re quite the glutton when it comes to nectar from flowers. They transform into a rogue bee and goes on flower binges, sometimes getting too heavy to even fly. So they pollinate crops at a much faster rate than traditional bees, but only in short bursts.

Kenz acts a lot like a reactive dog at times. Losing their shit in swearing storms whenever a mail truck arrives or a stag approaches the bird feeder. They’re too smart for any sort of training yet the shifter brainrot just takes over their mind. They’re banned from any view of mail trucks and Atlas gives them all their packages.

One thing that Kenz can’t seem to leave alone is catmint. No one knows why Atlas grows so much of it in his garden, but patches get decimated when Kenz gets in a particular mood. They are often found lying down on the ground too catmint stoned to move. Silvervine also works on them. Catmint and Silvervine aren’t at all dangerous for the user. Kenz also tends to binge on lavender for the antidepressant effects. Atlas’s herb garden is never safe.

Kenz can no longer eat any sort of processed food since their shapeshifter puberty starting. Atlas and Holly can eat normal human things just fine, but Kenz’s system is too sensitive. They ate a lot of processed food and it is just tearing up their mind from accumulated forever chemicals. The only remedy is raw food. They can only eat raw meat when they eat meat. Their system prevents parasites and disease, so they can eat roadkill off the side of the street. But they prefer fresh kill or even butcher cuts (they have a habit of stealing things just before they get grilled at random barbecues.) They can’t even get prion diseases, so contaminated meat often just gets sent to them for disposal by government agencies.

Okay. I’ve rambled about Kenz’s weird eating habits, which is my current hyperfixation. I’m dead serious when I say that this isn’t any grounds for writing some weird vore or mukbang fic. I just want to fulfill my constant dream of eating raw meat like I’m supposed—

Anyways, I’m gonna tag @fishy--friend just to see his reaction and I’m gonna go try to see if I can eat dinner without shitting my pants off. Drink water. Hug your mom. Pet your pets. And don’t eat aquarium gravel.

[grizzly-bear-official]

hi grizzly-bear-official! i have a question that is kinda gross, but i hope it's not super weird. anyways, i was wondering: can bears vomit? i'm just curious because i know bears can and will eat anything they can get their paws on, no matter how rancid or rotten it is, but what if it makes them sick? do they vomit to purge the toxins out, or do they seek out and eat something that they know will help, like rats?

yes, bears are capable of throwing up. a bear that ate something bad (garbage it couldn't digest, poison berries, etc) would most likely do so to prevent itself from getting sick.

however, there have also been reported instances of bears self-medicating with medicinal plants, though these instances are not widely studied.

the phenomena of animals utilizing natural medicinal resources to their advantage is known as zoopharmacognosy (zoo: animal, pharma: medicine, cognos: to know). there are a bunch of animals that do this other than bears, but it's been most widely studied in primates.

The most notable usage of medicinal plants by bears is their use of Oshá root (translated literally to bear root). Brown bears coming out of hibernation will often seek it out - both to eat it and to chew it into a paste to rub on their bodies. The Oshá root helps stimulate their digestion and appetite.

(I am not very knowledgeable about this, but as a sidenote: Oshá root has been widely used by Indigenous North American tribes for generations. If anyone who knows more about this or has better resources would like to add onto this post, please feel free to.)

[soldieryaoi]

I think your OC Nicholas is based lol. He definitely knows who to respect and who to ignore. Strong aura fr hahaha

Idk if there is a post about specific relationships with other contestants aaaand an explanation, why he treats a person like he does, but I’d really like to hear a little of his reasoning on that topic :P

If it’s ok ofc, no pressure

omg anon i love u you reminded me that i never posted nick's like/dislike chart on here

some notes below the cut!! I hope they're detailed enough to answer your question but if you'd like even more explanation then feel free to message or send another ask^^

1. yes nick and pav dislike one another. YES they also have a crush on each other; they're legally/politically enemies to lovers but neither can bring themselves to actually hate the other. nick dislikes loud people because he likes to be the centre of attention and be the one doing the talking BUT i think he'd still like pav because i think pav is the extrovert until a REAL extrovert enters the room. then he's quiet as a rat, thinking and listening. so i think nick would actually end up liking him.

2. nick and henryk know each other! nick frequently ate at henryk's parent's tavern and loves his cooking; he asked to meet the chef after a few visits and they sat and drank and talked for hours after closing. henryk admires nick as a person, even if he has mixed feelings on his occupation.

3. nick and daan also know, like, trust and admire one another for the roles that they played in the army. nick moreso than daan just because of how incredibly valuable daan was to his soldiers. they banter with each other in the typical BritishHumour way when they see each other on the train.

4. even though nick dislikes karin for how brash and blunt she is (he actually thinks she lacks a lot of tact), he trusts that she is an honest person who is actually out to seek the truth. karin doesn't trust him in turn though because he's just another army dog

5. nick loves levi. he just does. i think he pities levi a lot and would do anything he could to prolong or make his life better, even if it meant sacrificing himself. nick joined the army of his own volition at 15, so it hits him extra hard that levi never wanted to, especially so young; he reminds nick of all his own foot soldiers, older than levi but still terrified out of their minds. levi on the other hand is neutral at best towards nick, and slightly fearful and annoyed at worst. nick talks too much... but it's kinda nice to have someone just blabbering away like white noise. he also finds nick off-putting (which nick does on purpose to freak him out)

6. same as olivia, nick freaks her out on purpose by asking which plants are poisonous to humans specifically and how much is fatal... she pales and nick puts up his hands like "im just joking~" she's an easy target for his teasing because she's just really sweet. he genuinely likes her! he likes kind people and she is the epitome of that.

7. feel like samarie would dislike him because he talks too much, but honestly they don't interact much.

8. nick and caligura hate each other because nick doesn't shut up and loves small talk, and nick finds caligura's attitude repulsive.

9. nick finds o'saa interesting, but also gets slightly irked when he goes on one of his tirades, especially if it's concerning levi. im honestly not sure what o'saa would think of nick, so ill say they're neutral towards one another.