#tails sewed those patches

[zeiktreats]

Wanted to doodle the goober in a few different outfits! This is the only one I've done so far,,, it's v fun,,,

[solargeist]

CREATURE

i just think he's neat

@solargeist

[cheesycatz]

The Making of: Life-Size Malworm Plush

(Wormton AU)

STATS

16 ft 3 in (495 cm) long

Total time: 150 hours

Material Cost: $124

Theoretical minimum cost (based on seamstress wage): $2,524

(Progress photos and commentary below)

I'll be referring to my life-size wormton plush as "malworm" for convenience sake.

Unlike my Spamton NEO, Caine, and Fake Peppino plushies, I didn't spend a lot of time on concept art. Since I planned to make the malworm plush as close as possible to its 2D design, I didn't have to add much stylization, other than simplifying some details (no way in hell was I going to make 104 separate embroidered stitches for the segments of his toes, sorry). I mainly used the planning stage to calculate how wide the body pieces needed to be, plotting it out in 1/4 in : 3 in scale and using circumference formula to find the values I needed. I planned to make it around 10 feet long, the length of a young adult malworm. A lot of this project was improv, but, I mean, it wasn't my first or second or third time making a spamton centipede.

The head was quite a complicated shape, so I carved a tiny model out of craft foam, covered one half of it in masking tape, then cut the masking tape mask (hah) into flat pieces. I then traced the pieces onto graph paper and manually scaled them up by using the fact that I wanted the nose to be 1 ft long as reference. The rest of the pattern pieces were very simple, as wormton's teeth, body, legs, etc were very easy to translate into 2D shapes. I used old school notes as paper for the body, as I needed a lot of it. It was entertaining cutting exerpts of Moby Dick and English Renaissance biographies into body parts. I ended up making the body significantly longer; I had to spend $100 dollars on fur anyways, so why not make a maximum size one?

Making the pattern pieces took around 8 hours. While waiting for the fur to ship, I started cutting out the teeth, legs, and eyes. By the time the fur arrived, I had already sewn 36 worm teeth. I did an 11hr all-nighter to cut all the fur in one sitting the day it arrived. After a long vacuuming session and an uptake in the amount of polyester fiber in my lungs, I finished cutting the pieces, taking about 18 hours and 40 minutes.

As usual, the head was the first thing I worked on. It was...kind of wonky once I flipped it inside out. I trimmed some of the fur so that I could actually see what was happening. The main issues were the lack of any forehead, the nose being way too wide, and the cheeks being too flat. I did some ladder stitching as well as modifying the thing from the inside, and eventually made the head look much better. The cheeks still don't stick out that much still, but I'm happy with how the head looks now. I think it conquered the sopping wet owl resemblance. I inserted wire into the nose and jaws to help them keep their shape.

When I started this project, I wasn't sure whether to make it based off of Wormton or just a copyright-free malworm; I decided to do both. I went with red for the non-Spamton version, as I think it really fits the cartoony fly/mothman-style cryptid look malworms are supposed to have.

I sewed a square pouch into the throat and put in all those teeth. I used hot glue to wrap blue squares around a wire for the proboscis, because I think I would've gone bonkers cuckoo bananas if I had to hand sew that entire thing. The throat pouch holds the proboscis when it's not extended, as well as anything else I wanted to shove in there. I never measured it, but it's around 4-5 ft long. I finally made the Spamton... eye patches(?) and a pair of eyelids, though I didn't end up using them in the photo shoot. I also made a new pair of nostrils, as the old ones kind of got swallowed up from all the plastic surgery I was giving him

Now that the head was finished, I got to work on the body. I sewed the white belly and segments of the body together. I left most of the tail open, as the fur was too thick for me to flip it out at a certain point. I worked on the legs, next. After living out my cosplay dreams by putting the claws on my fingers like bugles chips, I grouped the claws together and sewed most of each leg and foot together, leaving me with many pairs of charred drumsticks (did not taste good)

I attached an extra long wire structure into each set of claws, then threaded the wire through each respective leg and stuffed them. I ladder stitched the claws to each foot, then stuffed each with some plastic beans in order to give the feet weight. I then finished sewing each foot shut. I now had a pile of disembodied limbs and one very long scarf.

I wound many long pieces of wire together to create an armature for the body. While the plush's body is way too heavy to be properly posable, the wire does still give some structure. I wrapped the extra long ends of the legs' wires to the metal spine, using the body's leg holes for reference. I then pulled the body up the metal armature like a sock.

I pulled the legs through their respective holes and stuffed the body. It was the first time the malworm was huggable! It's sort of like an oversized body pillow, in a way. I had to ladder-stich all the limbs, the head, and the rest of the tail, as it would've been completely impossible to flip inside out. It was quite difficult to do on furry fabric, and my thread frequently broke from the force I had to pull with to keep the stitches tight. Eventually, I got everything attached to some degree.

The last details I worked on were the mane, tail tufts, and scopula pads. The mane and tail tufts were ladder stitched onto the body, but I decided to use glue to attach the pads to the feet. I think the extra blue details make his proboscis fit much better, and who doesn't love spider paw pads? I also glued some velcro to the eye patches so that they stay attached better. They slide under the black eye rings.

My malworm was finally finished! I tried to put a lot of effort into the photo shoot so that people who don't know about the AU can enjoy it. I wanted to make it seem like some weird entity whose only goal is obtaining more Spamton brainrot. Hence it making Spamton on Mario Kart DS under the bed, obsessing over the Spamton Plush, inspecting the Spamton Shrine, and just generally harassing the photographer (me, I guess?). I wanted to capture the silliness, creepiness, and lack of respect for personal space that Spamton is known for. I thought about giving him a bag of doritos under the bed like that one image of the isopods eating them, but went with the DS instead. I thought it would be funny to see this thing playing Super Mario 64 DS (or Super Spamton 64) and here the "buh bye!" sound effect when it closes the DSi XL.

That's all from me, for now. I have other Wormton related matter to attend to.

Don't let the parasitic Spamton larvae bite

[alaveii]

dan heng headcanons bcuz hoyo finally let my boy back into the spotlight

dh checks over his teammates all the time. even if he knows logically that nothing is wrong, his eyes will rove over their heads, their forearms, their midsections, and hands. anywhere he can see is evaluated at least twice in 20 mins.

he regularly seeks out exits. a habit left over from being chased by blade, or maybe due to his isolation in the shackling prison, he always assesses any space he’s in for every escape route.

connected to the previous point, this habit of his has shifted to accommodate march, welt, himeko, and the trailblazer as he became more comfortable with them. the most ideal exit went from “what he could escape through fastest” to “what we could get out through quickest without straining welt’s joints, or tripping up march, etc.” thin walls are also now a viable escape route for him as well now, due to the trailblazer’s raw strength and (semi) lack of inhibitions

when he first joined the express, he complemented himeko’s coffee. its not that he genuinely liked it, and he’s fairly certain it nearly returned him to an egg, but she offered and he couldn’t bring himself to deny or insult anything from the woman who gave him a home. when he drinks it now, the strain on his digestive tract is temporarily balanced out by the warm feeling of home and nostalgia, reminding him of when he first boarded the astral express.

in his IL form, his eyes, antlers, and tail fur glow faintly in the dark

he gets chronic migraines. whether caused from nightmares or shitty sleep, they creep up on him slowly before striking hard. the pain goes from ignorable to almost unbearable within minutes, and it’s during these migraines that he least appreciates his natural form. not out of body dysmorphia (like was for most of his time pre luofu arc), but because of the heightened senses and glowing features. they add to the pain, but switching forms usually only makes the migraine worse

dh is, in many ways, more like baiheng than dan feng. while he shares df’s icy exterior, features, and battle prowess, he also is notably more likely to tease and poke at his teammates. he has an odd streak for luck, running into danger just as easily as he gets away from it. he shares baiheng’s low, almost unnoticeable wanderlust and love of travel. he has a hotheadedness in battle reminiscent of the foxian pilot, fast and aggressive but never, ever, putting their family in danger. most prominently, dh and baiheng share an intense curiosity towards their fields of interest, and unwavering love and loyalty to those they hold dear.

dan heng, before march showed up, was very quiet. he rarely ever spoke unless spoken to, and if he did, it was short and quiet. welt and himeko rejoiced in seeing him open up when march boarded, growing into a snarky, protective, brotherly figure.

in his IL form, he has retractable claws. he usually keeps them hidden away, both for convenience (as he’s still learning to work with them) and due to insecurity.

he also has scales, though they’re sparse and scattered underneath his clothing. the biggest patch is at his shoulder, under his large sleeve. he has far fewer scales than df did, who kept most of his hidden under his fully-covered outfit.

dh found himself latching onto himeko the most often when he first boarded, and later the trailblazer as they grew closer. their natural heat was soothing to him, so he subconsciously started drifting to them when he needed comfort.

dh, after getting comfortable with his true form, found himself often lounging near, next to, or even sprawled over the rest of the express crew. he found another love language in physical contact, which his family happily indulged

the staff of herta space station are under the impression that dh is “the mom friend” or “the responsible one” of the trailblaze trio. he is not. he once lost his hotel room keys 3 times in one day. welt later sewed a clasped loop on the inside of his coat for him to attach his keys. him getting involved in a dubiously legal fighting ring (*cough* belobog *cough*) is not a first time occurrence, and will likely not be the last.

dh sometimes dreams of the good times with the hcq. he appreciates these, they make the quintet seem less like legends and more like people.

dh’s favorite dreams are of domestic moments with his express family.

[skygoldart]

ETHO S10 COSPLAY

It’s mostly done so here’s the progress

The design:

I created this design using the fandom headcannon that Etho is a fox hybrid and combined that with the Japanese themes this season to make a kitsune hybrid, putting the red accents into the white fur.

The vest

I patterned the vest using plastic wrap and duct tape and then made a mock-up with an old curtain I had laying around.

I got some pink and green fabric (pink to tie in with @basic-amoeba ‘s s10 Joel cosplay) and found some green scraps with a cool ornamental pattern on them to put across the shoulder blades.

Not bad for a first time making an article of clothing by myself.

The mask

I wanted the eye scar to show from a distance so I hand embroidered red thread extending down from where the makeup scar is drawn

The pants were bought for the cosplay but I did sew on some pink ribbons to tie in the pink more into the costume.

The tail and ears!

I have a lot of fun sewing fur projects and tails with patterns are especially fun.

To make a patterned tail, I first draw out the design to scale on a large piece of paper. I then cut out all the pieces that are different colors, labeling which directions the fur goes and what color they are.

I use those pieces as patterns to trace and cut out twice of the fur fabric.

Next, I blanket stitch around all the edges on each side where the fur pattern belongs. Since it’s being hand sewn, not much seam allowance is necessary.

I sew the two pieces together and brush down the fur to check that the pattern is symmetrical.

Since the tail does have a pattern, it requires shaving and trimming around the markings to make them stand out and look sharper.

The difference it makes:

Last few steps involve sewing on a double elastic loop for a belt, then stuffing it.

If I wanted a more stable tail, I would have added a flat base to go against my back and without it, it moves a lot more

The ears are made by tracing out the shape of the ear(unfolded) into fur, lining the inside with a wire and thin eva foam. They are carefully trimmed and then drawn on with a pastel. I forgot to seal with with hairspray so the wig now has some pink patches where the ears go.

To add the markings and tufts, I simply glued red fur patches on and trimmed the fur to match the fur around it. I later added hairspray to shape the tufts and inner ear fur.

Some last details

The headband:

I made the headband using a tube of pink fabric that has been ironed flat with some shaped and painted Eva foam as the headband. I used a dremel to carve the hearts as well as adding scratches and dents for weathering.

Contacts:

I only wear one contact with this cosplay and it is a red mini sclera

This cosplay still has some things to add, but it’s at a good point to show how far it’s come!

[thylacines-toybox]

Making a bunny into a thylacine!

I’m at it again with extreme Jellycat modding! I love my bashful thylacine Patchouli so much, I wanted to have a small version too. This time I thought I’d record the process a bit more!

Plushie surgery under the cut! It’s fairly extensive, including removal and rebuilding of a whole face, so be warned! (It all turns out well in the end though!)

The first step is de-earing the bunny! They stitch these ears in quite firmly (you know how much these bunnies get swung around by the ears!) so it takes quite a lot of unpicking.

One ear gets folded inside out, stitched, trimmed, then stuffed to form a tail!

The second ear gets unpicked entirely, so I’ve just got a single layer of ear fabric. I sew this together with some white fur to make new ears.

Oh, I had to shave this fur down a little to match the shorter fur of the small size! Some extra trimming was needed after sewing pieces on too, especially on the stripes to neaten them up.

Next it’s time to rework the face, unpicking the nose and embroidered mouth, and basically opening up the front of the snout and chin a little bit. With an extra white muzzle piece added, this will help elongate the whole head.

The old eyes need to come out too! I can access the backs of them through the open snout. This plastic washer on the inside needs to be cut off to remove the eye, and the small hole that is left needs a couple stitches to close it up.

A little white fur is used for the muzzle (the shape of this piece is sorta like, a bean with a dart in the bottom…) and stitched nearly all the way around, just leaving an unsewn gap at the top where the nose will go.

A new nose made from an oval of minky, stitched around and drawn up like a little bag around a tiny ball of stuffing. Bashful Jellycats usually have a faux suede nose, but minky doesn’t look too out of place! Other Jellycats can have minky noses.

Nose and ears sewn in place, and new eyes have been fitted in a higher up position than the original eyes, emphasising the snout! (Fitted the eyes by going in through the ear holes before I sewed those in…)

On my medium bashful thylacine I sewed a little dark patch of fur on under the eyes, but I left it out here as it’s just too small and looks fine without. The medium also had a mouth embroidered, but I decided against that here too!

Now time to pattern out stripes… three is fine. Gets the idea across.

This is my least favourite part lol, it’s so tedious… sewing through fur, trying to get the stripes’ positioning and furry edges to look nice and even……. blah.

And finally, small bashful thylacine is done!! Now they just need a name and some accessories :)

[helluvagyal]

Synopsis: just some general headcanons about my favorite demon. Part 1/3, relationship headcanons coming next.

Content: general headcanons, mentions of cannibalism.

A/N: My first piece of writing for the fandom and I had to start with my murder baby. Enjoy, let me know what you think please. Don't forget to reblog! Banner and dividers by me.

— shoutout to @hellvcifer for getting me into it. Please read and reblog their work it's amazing!

Alastor is like that weird elusive sinner that you rarely see and when he does show up, it’s during drama or when he needs something.

Count on him to show out and throw hands (hooves?) for his people though.

Alastor always has a story to tell and the hotel residents’ favorites are definitely about his life before he ended up in hell.

He’s usually very tight lipped about those but if you catch him while he's making dinner, he'll turn into a chatterbox—especially if he's already got sherry or rye in him.

When he's cooking alone, that's his favorite time for contemplation and/or Hell domination.

His ever present smile has gone soft at the corners, his voice has lost its warped and static edge as he hums along to his radio, moving around the kitchen as if floating.

On the nights when it's his turn to cook, he definitely helps Niffty with the clean up after.

He doesn't have much of a sweet tooth but when those cravings kick in, it's with a vengeance.

Gingerbread cookies are his go to snack to pair with blood infused lemon tea as well as blood orange tea.

Demon ladyfingers sprinkled with powdered sugar and paired with blood infused black tea is an afternoon time favorite.

There was one week where he ate nothing but beignets, bananas foster and sweet potato pie for breakfast.

Alastor has a thirst for knowledge, prides himself on finding out everything he can, even if it's only to satisfy a mere curiosity.

He's a fashion snob. He never did care much for it when he was topside, only making sure he looked his best.

But since being in Hell, he's found himself with quite the eye and knack for Hellish threads. I mean, come on. I know ya'll saw his red bottoms!

He goes shopping with Angel occasionally, resolutely ignoring (or snickering at) how the shopkeeper cowers in fear when he asks if a powder blue fleece scarf he saw came in blood red.

With being a fashion snob, it paved the way for his stitcher's thumb.

Now, he's no expert like Rosie but she taught him a thing or two when he'd have the patience for it.

He's patched up knife holes in Niffty's dresses, sewn up tears in Angel’s sweaters and even hemmed one of Vaggie's skirts.

He'll dedicate two nights a week–if he's not busy with hotel duties–to sitting in front of his bayou and stitching or sewing.

He can play instruments; learned the sax and trumpet topside and mastered the piano down below.

Alastor actually likes the peace that comes with doing menial tasks. Instead of snapping his fingers to have the dishes washed and put away or to have his books dusted, he will do it if he has the extra time.

Getting dressed for the day is something he always does on his own, from ironing his pristine suits to shining his dress shoes.

Alastor does in fact sleep, however, he's trained himself to go long periods without needing to. He sleeps best after a feeding.

When using his abilities on particular prey, it acts as a health bar of sorts. So the stronger the prey, along with the extent of damage, determines his healing time and energy output.

Alastor is one of the many sinners who have had issues in the past coming to terms with their newly acquired anatomy.

The antlers have grown on him and so have the ears as it helps when he's flicking through frequencies.

Alastor absolutely abhors his tail, tried cutting it off but it just grew right back, bushier too.

He could never control the wretched thing, hates that it would give away his moods with a twitch or a tuck.

When he first discovered that it rapidly swishes from side to side when he's upset, he immediately went out to hunt, feeling like he had to go out and prove something.

He's started going to bed last, or at least retiring to his room when all the residents are asleep. Secretly likes to ensure the others are safe and sound.

Alastor is a huge fan of games, board, tile and card games to be specific. Yes, he's competitive but he enjoys the relaxing and occasionally heated atmosphere it provides.

For board games, he loves Scrabble (topside), Game of the World (topside), Clue (down below), and Pictionary (down below). If you value your life, please do not poke fun at his drawings in Pictionary, he gets testy.

For tile games, he loves Dominoes. His mother was the one who taught him how to play–as with most of the other games–one night when the power was out and he couldn’t listen to his radio programs or get some work done.

For card games, he likes Oh Hell, The Donkey card game and Make-A-Million.

If you couldn't tell, he prefers games where he can show off his smarts and be stimulated.

He despises Chess, Beggar-my-neighbor and Bingo.

Bonding/group sessions have grown on him, he won't admit it though. He's come to look forward to them, especially the night-time rituals, but please do not ask him to join movie night, he already put up with camping in the garden.

He's stellar at giving advice but is absolute shit at taking them sometimes, especially if he doesn't agree with it but knows it's rational

He will never tell you what you want to hear unless it's beneficial to him. Count on him to tell you what you need to hear, especially if you personally sought him out to get something off your mind.

If you aren't Rosie (and occasionally the residents), he would prefer not to prolong conversations unless he knows he's going to gain valuable information, be entertained or stimulated.

It's no secret that he has a soft spot for Niffty, his shadow does too; you can find them playing together sometimes with Alastor occasionally keeping a watchful eye.

He takes his title of 'King Roach' very seriously.

If you want some quiet time in the hotel, just seek out Alastor. If your social battery is running low but you don't necessarily want to be alone, either him or Husk would be your best bet.

If you've been invited to his room or his study to have a nightcap and a gab session, you're one of his most tolerable companions.

For the love of all that is bad and sinful, PLEASE do not ask about going up to his radio tower, especially during a broadcast; it's best if you just let him invite you.

However, he does allow Niffty up there to assist his shadow with cleaning the space.

If Alastor had a middle name, it would be Petty. It's also no secret that he's into mischief making. He and Angel got a kick out of the Prank Wars as a bonding exercise. They make a scary good team

He can dish out but he cannot take it. Don't even bother trying to get even with him because then everyone will have to hear about “the terrible slight on my honor”.

He's very chivalrous, even if his ways of showing it can be a bit twisted.

© helluvagyal ‧ all rights reserved. do not plagiarize, translate, share, or copy my work.

[fountian-of-youth]

Entity/z- 013253

Name

Allo Bernila Dalisay nanol

Sex

Female

Gender preference

Male

Pronouns

He/him

Age

25

Race

Filipino

Personality

Snarky , sarcastic , sassy with hostile asshole behaviors but has been seen to be calm or tired at moments with a caring parental / brotherly love and soul . Basically tired dad 24/7

DNA/ mutations

Sea angel , tendril tongues , black fanged teeth and tail n wings

Ability

Hyper regenerative healing , breath under water , flexible , toxic

Weakness

physically the same as a human so easily hurt and damaged especially his tail and wings, a paper clip can slice through those. Basically Fragile body , eyes sensitive to bright lights or annoying flashing light, can't see well in the dark . Downside of healing super fast means he feels the pain of every fiber of his body being mended back which can exhaust him to passing out. He's easy prey if you catch him off guard only toxic when someone bites him or tries to eat his flesh

Appearance

5.2 with short dark chocolate hair , yellow eyes with slitted pupils , tan with hints of lighter skin tone around the face and hands. Round but slim jaw and lean body frame with slight muscle but mostly skinny frame. Wears typically dark blue hoody and pants n shirt , black vest strap , a belt with customized eye on it . Black face mask and a black hat with glowing parts that matched the glowing accents of his outfit and combat boots.

Family ties

Father (deceased , mother (deceased , brother (deceased ), aunts and uncles or related family (estranged/ deceased )

Criminal history

Hit n run , murder proven guilty after being sent to urban shade (innocent)

Sentence/jail time

20 years in jail , only served two before handed over to urban shade

Additional information

can do medic work and CPR / basic wound care , ASL , knows how to comfort and care for autistic spectrum kids/ people due to him being his brother's caretaker. Can sew clothes up too . Knows how to cook and clean really well

History

growing up allo was raised in a very pampered stern love in his family . His parents were never the best in money and had to constantly work to earn things either by selling things from his mum's side store below their apartment. Or from his father's jeepney business (think of buss but on a jeep all painted and sparkled out ) . When he was old enough to help out at age 12 his parents taught him sternly to keep the house clean and to cook so when the day ends the family can eat dinner together.

Most time dinner was just fish and rice they were able to get / buy. When he grew to be more older at 17 his parents slowly started to get better financial but still held stern to the way allo lived. Even asking allo to at least help out by working as a part time house cleaner. So when he earned money he can pay them for his school bills and such when really his parents were keeping the money safe to give to allo when he was an adult. Since allo wanted to get good money and always wanted to help his family when he graduated highschool. He went straight for medical school mostly nursing and health care where he learned to help kids out.

This lead to him earning good money once he graduated and plus with his parents giving his money back he was able to buy a home. A nice little tropical beach house in a cleaner part of his home. This was about the time allo's parents revealed they were gonna have another child. Which worried allo cause his mother was past birth safety but knew he couldn't speak out much.

After his mother gave birth to his brother there was some complications as during the birth a emergency c section was conducted . Now allo 's brother was healthy and ok when taken out but the doctors found out allo's mum had undiagnosed uteruses cancer.

Stage 3 ones. When allo's mum was patched up and the news given the family was left horrified as allo's mum had at most two years to live. But even with this allo mum was strong and helped the family stay positive. For the two years she lived allo helped his parents by staying with them for a bit to help with his mum's treatment and to aid in raising his baby brother. When his mother passed allo had to help raise his baby brother with his father.

When Leo (allo's brother ) was at age four another accident happened. Allo's father had a heart attack and passed away leading allo to getting sole custody for his baby brother. From there he discovered Leo's autism causing allo to raise and care for his baby brother with more care. He even learned sign learned sign language to help speak with his baby brother seeing him struggle with words when Leo was overstimulated.

For four years allo would raise his brother giving him nothing but love and care to help Leo express himself. Either by helping the kiddo swim at lakes and oceans to see the wildlife there . Allo was very cautious of box jelly fish due to the dangers and his brother's safety. To help his baby brother have a good childhood especially in the school he enrolled his brother in that helps kids like him understand society and some abilities to learn to work.

This came to end in a hit and run accident that acquired when allo was driving his car to take himself and Leo to the lake again since Leo wanted to see some fishes and swim in the hot summer days. A drunk driver that was driving same day and time as them hit the card from the side and sent the vehicles rolling to as top over the road.

The damage done and being directly impacted Leo passed away from his injuries when allo helped him out and tried to perform CPR to keep Leo alive. Since that incident he was sentenced to jail for two years before urban shade found him . When he was handed Over to urban shade later to try and retrieve the crystal.

The first time he was there Allo would do as urban shade wanted ie trying to get the crystal while avoiding the monsters. But the next day he knew he was forced to work with another expendable that showed up after him. During the two working to get to the crystal the other Expendable thought it would be funny to use a random dna container and syringe to inject allo with this "glowy stuff" . From there allo was mutated with the start being only his eyes and mouth . He did kill the other Expendable from the adrenaline rush from the painful transformation. From there he stayed hidden by wearing a scuba mask to be normal to other expandables. But a week later he would mark as dead due to the diving gear going off when he walked into a dead zone. He was marked as a wanted entity once urban shade spotted security footage of allo healing up after being nearly torn apart by the pandemonium.

[anemonelovesfiction]

16~ In Rut/ Heat

Aged Up! Tsireya x Fem! Omatikaya Sully! Reader

Warnings ⚠️: (poorly described) Amazonian Tribbing, Eating out!, Fingering!

Not Proofread

MDNI 🔞

I think this one is my longest written day yet! 👀

Translation Station

Marui: Home

Tewng: Loincloth

Paysyul: Water Lily

Word count: 3k

I’ve attempted to focus on the tasks before me, meant to distract my mind for the entire day, but to no avail. I’d put as much of my attention as I could on the salve I was making at this moment and yet still felt the need to scratch that itch. At this moment I knew it would be useless to attempt to endure any of this any longer but there was nothing I could do to help myself since I was too busy moving back and forth between healing those from the hunting party that had come back injured.

“No, I am fine, I just need to be patched up and I’ll be good to go,”

My ears had perked up to hearing the sound of her voice floating through the small crowd of people that had formed inside the healing tent, the familiar melodious voice reaching me, my tail swishing over excitedly toward the side in a poor attempt to calm my beating heart. And at this moment I could tell I had two problems.

“Go to Tsireya and she will fix your arm.” My mothers voice is carried through in an authoritative manner as I finally finish the salve I had made, taking some of it in my hands and evenly spreading it on the top of a warriors foot, he had speared his own foot by not being careful earlier in the month. The salve I had made having healing properties as well as a numbing agent to help with the pain he was dealing with.

“I am all done with you, A’tuk, please come back of you need more salve or your injury starts bothering you again.” I dip my head out of respect for the elder man before me, he nods his head once and grunts with affirmation, standing from the spot he had sat and headed out.

“Sorry to have to bother you-“ Her voice rings in my ears steadily, I could tell she was standing behind me and waiting for me to acknowledge her, I turn with a practiced smile on my face and see her tense up.

“It’s no bother at all,” My voice wavered slightly and I mentally shivered at how that must have appeared to her. She only nods her head slightly, ducking it in a way as she sits herself on the chair in front of me.

“Whats going in with your arm?” I asked as a means to take some of the heat off of me and place it back on her, only for her to show me the gash she had, my ears stiffen straight up and my eyes widen a bit upon seeing her injury, scrambling to find my supplies as quickly as I could to sew the gash shut.

“Was sparring with my brother and didn’t deflect fast enough.” She responds simply and keeps her head down from looking at me. I find this odd but nod my head without speaking about it any longer, she seemed to not have wanted to talk about it and I couldn’t blame her.

From the moment she came to my village with her family seeking uturu I found myself drawn to her in a way I couldn’t explain. When speaking to my mother about it after a while of them being here she explained to me that those feelings were because I was attracted to her, to which when had stated was alright to feel.

Thinking back to her comment about sparring with her brother piqued my interest as I deduced it had been Lo’ak who had accidentally hurt her, he was most often the one who acted without thinking, Neteyam is the reasonable one.

“You should be more careful and not spar with real spears. You need to use the ones the children use so you do not gain injuries like these.” I stated while wetting a rag and catching a sweet smell wafting over my nostrils, one of flowers and honey, the scent itself was rich yet mild. I take a sniff at my rag and look up to ask her of she also smelled what I had but stop myself upon seeing her flushed face and eyes shut, she must have started her heat- which must have distracted her from her sparring- and that must be her smell.

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I’d almost ran out of the healing tent as soon as Tsireya had finished her job, muttering a quick thank you to her for having fixed the gash on my arm, feeling ashamed for having distrated her with the smell from my heat, I knew she had smelled me from the moment she sniffed at the air around her. I’d closed my eyes tightly and said a quick prayer to the all-mother for nobody to have commented on it and I’m assuming she’d heard my request as nobody said anything, but Tsireya would continue sniffing the air around me whenever she got the chance, pretending to smell the cloth and the objects she had been holding.

I knew my next objective would be to get to my family’s marui to pack a small bag and head over toward the marui’s built at the edge of the village, conveniently dubbed the Rut Hut’s, they had been on a secluded side of the island where non-mated people could go live out their heats and ruts, they were allowed a partner to help lessen the burden of their cycles, but considering I was a female who was also into females and I was too damn shy to trust anyone with my cycle, I had been alone.

As with everything else within the Metkayina clan, going to one of the Rut Huts meant you had to follow a set of rules. You had to pick your fruit from the miniature woods near the marui’s, you had to fetch your own water near the water spring at the center of the woods, and you had to clean up after yourself once you had finished with your cycle. My cycles were never paired up with anyone else’s and I was lucky in that aspect because I didn’t bump into anyone else but it was also unlucky as I had to suffer through them alone.

I had managed to leave a note for my family to let them know why I had disappeared and not bothered to show up to the communal dinner, making my way over toward the marui’s at the edge of the village, carrying a small bag with my comfort items and ensuring I had everything through a mental checklist.

“Can I ask you a question?”

I essentially jump in the air from not having had my senses on alert, not expecting someone to have been following me at this point, and upset at the squeal that had left my lips, knowing I was supposed to have been a warrior and reacting like a child. I turned just as quickly as I had jumped and come face to face with Tsireya, I choke back another surprised squeal and take a step back to give myself space from her, feeling the purple hue starting to take over the original cobalt blue that covered my cheeks.

“Y-you just did?” I attempted to sound smooth and failed as my voice had risen higher than normal and I spoke with a small waver.

“Have I done something to upset you?” She skipped over my own comment and went ahead and asked her question, my body relaxing at that moment as I stared at her with confusion, wondering why she had bothered asking that question.

“No.” I stated honestly but had no idea how else to continue the conversation, knowing I had to head over toward one of the Rut Hut’s before eclipse, or else I’d be a horny mess.

“Then why are you always so quick to get out of my presence?” She asks with the hurt swirling in her beautiful eyes and it was starting to make some sense to me. She hangs out with my family a lot, through that I had developed a small crush on her, something Lo’ak teased me over from the moment we arrived on the island, but because of my developed crush on her I didn’t want to appear desperate so I began avoiding her as often as I could in order to make it seem like everything was normal. I guess throughout the time I had spent avoiding her I must have unintentionally hurt her feelings by making it seem like I didn’t want to be around her.

“I guess I have something to explain to you,” I spoke honestly as I drop my shoulders to show I was in a relaxed state although my mind was racing a million times a minute as I took a deep breath, allowing myself to let it out slowly in an attempts to calm my heart and mind from everything going on and began to explain everything to her, not withholding any details and ensuring everything had made sense.

“Do you have a partner to help with your heat cycle?” She asks me after processing the entire story and it takes me aback as she hadn’t asked any questions during my explanation, I could only raise a hesitant brow before shaking my head and answering her question.

“Good, because I’d like to help.” Her smile throws me for a loop and see the slightest bit of purple dusting her cheeks as well. Maybe this won’t be a bad thing…

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I’d been instructed to lie down in the marui floor and to spread my legs. My slick had already made a wet patch on my tewng and I had attempted to close my legs only to have my thighs slapped as punishment, I couldn’t believe my eyes when she’d placed her nose right into my crotch and took a big whiff. She’d managed to come up and settled her body between my legs, either arm in the sides of my face, and her lips hovering over mine.

I’d been confused on if this was her teasing me or if she truly wanted to kiss me so I leaned my face upwards and captured her lips with my own, feeling her tongue dart out and swipe my bottom lip, to which I greedily opened my mouth and allowed her the access she craved. Her tongue danced around mine and I attempted to poorly follow, realizing this was part of her teasing, whining into the kiss and hearing her chuckle.

She kisses down my jawline and onto my neck, her kisses feeling feather light and somewhat tickling my sensitive spots and causing me to moan. She continues kissing down up to where the skin of my neck met my shoulder, spreading her lips open and grazing her fangs along the most sensitive skin, my body shivering at the contact and a long drawn out moan following.

“Please-“ I begged almost too quiet but noticed her ears flicker at the sound, her mouth coming off my neck and her face coming into view.

“Patience paysyul, I want to savor you, and you’re injured, I do not want to cause any pain.” Her hand comes into contact with my cheek and I can feel my heart flutter at her nurture. I could only stupidly nod my head at her words as her lips come back down onto the skin between my breasts.

The beads of my top colliding against one another as she licks between the open spaces, a shiver running along my spine as she does so, feeling my nipples harden and stand at attention, a desperate gasp being her only cue that I needed more from her.

She takes my gasp into consideration as she plants her warm mouth onto my half clothed nipple, a bead rolling around the sensitive skin as she rolls her tongue alongside it, encouraging the bead to stimulate my nipple alongside her tongue, the slick on my tewng probably growing in size at the feeling of bliss she was bringing me.

I could feel her hand trailing down toward the string of my tewng, untying it, I raised a hand to stop her from uncovering me to only have it pushed back down and above my head.

“I will love how you look regardless of what you think about yourself.” She reassures me and lets go of my hand, placing her mouth on my second nipple and repeating the process she had the first tome, another moan slithers out my mouth as she uses her second hand to slide my tewng off my body, her first busy using her thumb to flick the first nipple her mouth had abandoned.

“Tsireya~”

“Hmm, I like when you say my name,” She begins kissing down my stomach and slowly shuffling herself lower, her eyes come up to meet mine and I feel frozen, entrapped in her stare.

“I wonder how you taste, paysyul,” She asks aloud before licking a fat stripe up my cunt, shockwaves being scattered throughout my body, thighs coming in to a close around her head, a small chuckle being heard from between my legs as she licks another stripe up my sopping pussy.

“You don’t even need to be prepped huh?” She speaks gently as she shoves one of her fingers in me and my eyes instantly closing. I’d done this to myself on numerous occasions, but having someone else doing it to you was out of this world, I don’t think I could picture myself ever having to suffer through my heats alone after this magical feeling.

I could feel the surge of heat coursing through my body as Tsireya picks a pace, shoving her finger in and out of my already loud cunt, the noises resonating from the walls of the marui, my tail swishing underneath my body erratically. Her tongue finding my clit and causing my tail to go rigid.

I can hear her chuckle once more and lazily open my eyes to find her staring at me, mouth coming off my clit and an immediate whine coming from me, I didn’t want her to stop suckling in my bud like her life depended on it.

“You’re so greedy, paysyul, what if I wasn’t breathing, would you still beg for my tongue to press along your sensitive nub?” She teases and I groan.

“You can fuckin’ hold your breath, Tsireya, stop teasing-“ I muttered rather angrily and hear a light laughter ring about the marui, dropping my head in a frustrated fashion.

I could feel her inserting a second finger, my eyes instantly closing again and she picks up the pace, I could feel a knot starting to form on my lower belly and frustration starting to build, knowing she was going to stop again, wanting her mouth on my clit again.

“Why don’t we try something?” She offers and I couldn’t open my eyes at this point, I didn’t want to be disappointed again, and the pace she was setting was actually feeling incredible, my hips bucked against her thick fingers and I wanted to feel more.

Until she stops.

A frustrated hiss comes from me and it surprises me to know I had one ready.

“I’m going to put my cunt on yours, and rub our clits together, until we come.” She stated easily, sliding her fingers out of me without waiting for my response- which would have been a no because I felt close to my orgasm, only to have it ripped away from her.

She stands with ease and I could feel the anger building in my entire being, I wanted to finish, not be teased further! That was until she unties her own tewng and it falls on the floor with a small thud being heard.

“Wow-“ is all I could say, watching as she walks toward me, leaning down to lift my legs up in the air, her own body coming down in a squat-like fashion, essentially placing me in a mating press- although this had a funny name in English- amazonian?

My mind shuts off as soon as she thrusts her hips onto mine, my cunt squeezing over nothing, and she does it again, a ragged breath leaving her lips as she does the action a third time and thats when I felt it. Although my slick was providing enough lubricant for us both, I could feel her clitoris rubbing up against mine, circling it like the beads of my top had done over my nipples.

“Taireya~” I moaned rather loudly only to have her smirk as she picks up the pace, my breath starting to grow ragged as I attempt to catch it, not having much luck with the pace she had set, finding it hard to breathe and not finding the ounce to care as the pleasure she had been providing me being too great.

She had been using my legs as a means to steady herself, but had also been pushing them further back to be able to reach the depths she has been reaching.

I could feel a permanent blush settle itself across my fave as it grew hotter, feeling Tsireya’s thrusts becoming faster as our clits danced together, never once letting go of one another. I craved my orgasm as I could feel the knot in my stomach tripling in size.

“Reya, please, Wanna come so bad-“ I muttered almost incoherently as my tail began to swish from side to side underneath me, finally willing it to come up and curl around her ankle, in a way this was the only way I could ground myself while feeling like I was losing control. Her soft pants coming from above me tell me she too was nearing her orgasm.

“Alright paysyul, I’m going to go faster,” She managed to speak through her moans and keeps her promise of going faster, my eyes now rolling to the back of my own head and feeling the coil snap as I orgasm, feeling as she too reaches her own orgasm as she moans out loud.

[allthatmay]

Before I knew what I wanted to ship (hello Shanks/Ace!), I tried my hand at writing some Law/Luffy. Still kinda like the idea; it was a Naga AU. Thought I'd post the beginning of it for you all, just for funsies.

Initially, Law hadn’t known what he was looking at. The thing was lying in the low tides, shimmering like iridescent clams in blue water. It had colours as vivid and variegated as some of the local species of shoreline coral, so Law supposed that’s what it was at first. Yet something bade him closer, and it was as he approached that he realised he wasn’t looking at coral, but at scales; at fins; at a large, magnificent tail.

Law’s second supposition was that the tail belonged to a mermaid. However, the fins were quite unlike those of the mermaids Law had known, being of a particularly transparent and flowing nature. The water manipulated them easily, making them undulate like jellyfish.

“Hello?” he called out.

The tail—and whoever it was attached to—didn’t move. Intrigued, Law walked closer until the tide was licking at his boots, then carefully manoeuvred around the rock upon which the supposed mermaid was leaning. Up close, the colours of the tail appeared even more spectacular, red and blue interspersed with shocks of orange so bright they glittered gold. Law's gaze followed the length of the tail up to a tanned, muscular waist, then to a face shadowed by dark, shaggy hair, and a half-opened mouth.

It became immediately apparent to Law that this man was not a mermaid. He couldn’t be, for he had too many scales: a cluster of them spread down his cheekbones from his webbed ears; a myriad surrounded the webs of his fingers; and angular patches lined the flanks of his abdomen. There wasn’t a wound in sight and yet the man was clearly unconscious, so Law took hold of his faithful nodachi, Kikoku, and called upon the power of his Devil Fruit.

“Room,” he murmured.

Encased within his power, Law immediately set about inspecting the man’s vitals. The injury was on the back of his head, so Law didn’t even attempt to treat him then and there. Instead, he used his power to swap himself and the fishman with a couple of bedsheets in the infirmary of his submarine. As soon as they appeared on board, Law swiftly repositioned the man upon the patient bed, exposing his head wound.

“North fucking Blue, Cap’n, you scared me.”

Law glanced over his shoulder with a frown. “Penguin, it's you. Good. Patient’s around 140kg. I need total intravenous anaesthesia—propofol and remifentanil infusion. Prep for transfusion, too, blood type F. Quickly.”

Penguin scattered, returning just as Law finished cleaning the surface of the wound, exposing the gnarly truth beneath. His gloves were already stained red, so he swapped them for another pair.

“Fucking hell,” Penguin breathed, staggering. “I’ll get Bepo.”

“As soon as possible, yes.”

That the fishman was alive was a miracle; something in his nature, perhaps. He had both a concerningly large hematoma and a skull fracture, but no haemorrhaging, at least. It was easy for Law to cut out the hematoma and the intruding blood with his Devil Fruit powers, but the fracture was a trickier mistress; bits of misplaced bone and the risk of brain-bleed meant Law was absolutely meticulous in his actions, spending agonising hours removing mere shards of bone before he could tend to reshaping the skull and sewing it all together.

“Well done, Captain,” Bepo said when all was said and done. His face-mask stretched with his smile. “Go lie down. I’ll watch over the patient.”

“Look out for—”

“I know.”

“If he doesn't—”

“I know, Captain. I was taught by the best!” You, his smile said. “Go get something to eat. You look exhausted.”

Law scowled but made no effort to refute. He discarded his surgical wear and scrubbed his hands clean, then elected to shower anyway, his thoughts on the mysterious fishman the entire time.

[caelfyrekin]

got some sewing done on my cat themed battle vest (like four patches) but then i got to the ones that were hard to sew on + i was getting tired of poking myself so i got out the ol fabric glue lol i might add some stitches if i have to but honestly glue works well enough so far

i just need back patches + a way to attach two tails + also those tails lol

also more pins/patches in general

its dark as fuck in my apartment rn so i cant take good pics rip

[gurlgallade]

@whatvioletdoes-blog Alright! Angst fic dollhouse scene! Minimal context! Enjoy!

(Notes: Blue swearing per usual, neglect of physical needs, general implication that Vio is Not Coping Well with things. He’s not the only one, but he’s the focus guy here. Also Vidow mention.)

💙 • 💙 • 💙 • 💙

A purple-painted floor is pressed up against Blue’s face. Not water-proofed, a little rough, smells kind of like dirt and dead leaves.

Where the fuck is he? When he scrambles to his feet, woozy patches of darkness and colored spots speckle his vision. Did he faint? Or, did whoever was in here before him faint? Link’s body feels so bad! He’s hungry, and his hands have writing cramps, and he feels weird-shaped.

Fuck, those aren’t even hands. Why does he have paws. Why does he have a feathery Minish tail!?

Blue staggers over to the nearest window. It doesn’t have any glass; he just sticks his head out without any problem. The enormous leaves of a bush block most of the forest from view, but the trees are mountains to him, and the nearest inky-capped mushroom is at least twice his height. He has to be in a dollhouse.

His eyes widen. The fact that he can be Minish-sized again would be awesome, if he didn’t feel like death!

But how did this...?

Wait. He knows the answer. It was staring him in the face when he woke up. There is exactly one part of Link with the dedication and nerdery necessary to pull something like this off.

He turns around, glowering into the lavender walls of the house. Every one has scraps of torn paper tacked down to it. Some are connected by mauve sewing thread; the spool is being used as a side-table, holding a thimble half-filled with viscous green stamina potion. Is... is that all he’s eaten today? How long has he been here?

The little doll bookshelves are filled with tiny Minish-made tomes, and shrunken books from the Royal Library (oh that’s why Maggie’s been nagging at him), and stacks of paper with even more notes scrawled down.

Based on the open books on the dining table, one half-filled Minish journal and one from the library, it looks like a certain someone is trying to make copies.

Really, it looks like he passed out doing it.

Goddesses, Violet, you fucking freak. Somebody’s been hard at work.

Blue... also feels something weird in the air, now that he’s paying attention. A familiar dread. It feels a little like the darkness carried on Vaati’s winds, and a lot like the name he can’t think about at all costs if he doesn’t want to deal with Vio right now — the smirking boy that he absolutely did not kiss (eugh). Not this him, anyway.

Blue creeps around, vaguely eyeing Vi’s notes. Blah blah blah, Minish portal incantations, something something The Banished Tribe, portals to other worlds, yadda yadda yadda. Shit he won’t get without a verbal summary by someone more in the know.

Oh, there’s stairs behind these shelves.

Blue takes them two at a time, curiosity powering through his exhaustion. The dolly attic door feels flimsy as he pushes it open.

There’s exactly two things in the room. The first is a messy bed-nest made of leather shreds and scrap fabric, topped with a couple open books. The second is a jagged fragment of liquid black peeking out from under a handkerchief. It reflects his uneasy scowl, eyes cut off; his hair is getting pretty long.

Wait.

That’s a mirror, isn’t it.

Blue scrambles back downstairs, swallowing his panic.

Nope. Nope! NOPE. That is NOT a piece of the dark mirror, he refuses to belive it. Vio did not somehow manage to get his grubby hands on fuckery like that!

He’s going to visit Festari and Gentari, eat a berry or something, and then go back to the dollhouse for a nap. Somewhere besides the attic bed. He’ll sleep on the floor if he has to, because he’s done. He’s fucking done. Either Vi can wake up without realizing that he’s been caught, or one of the other two can deal with this shit.

“What the FUCK is my life anymore!?”

[melonthesprigatito]

Had a pretty strange thing happen to me yesterday. I was googling "Espurr Plush Pattern" because I was thinking of maybe making a Shiny Espurr plushie to celebrate the announcement of Legends Z-A (went out and bought fabric and everything too. The pink fabric was hanging on the top shelf and I spent ten minutes jumping and yanking on it to try to pull it down because I couldn't reach it but that's a different story)

As I was scrolling through Google Images I stumbled across this site that was selling an Espurr plushie using this exact photo

Reverse image search yielded the information that a few other sites with gibberish URLs are also using this image so there's no way this is legit. (I saw it once but for some reason I couldn't get reverse image search to work properly again, it just shows random Espurr images, not every site thats using this image so I couldn't get a screenshot and I'm mad about it)

Wanna know why else this is 100% not legit and the seller isn't selling the Espurr in this photo?

BECAUSE ITS THE PHOTO I TOOK OF MY OWN ESPURR PLUSH

In case you need further proof that photo is mine.

She is called Iris, named after my Meowstic from Pokémon Sword and boy was she a fixer upper. Here's the rest of the images from that r/sewing post, she came with a lot of flaws

I have since patched her up with emergency plush surgery to fix her holes and rearrange her arm and tail to their correct positions.

This is her now and she is doing ok. :)

It was a little disappointing that I got scammed with a damaged bootleg plushie, but Espurr is already one of the scrunkliest Pokémon so those flaws make her more scrunkly and more endearing.

Back to my main point, I'm 100% that scam sellers are using this photo as a reference image to trick people into buying. But the fact that they're using a photo of an Espurr that is A) extremely bootlegged and B) DOESN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE THAT ANYMORE, certainly is a Choice™.

(also $25.99??? What a ripoff, I got mine for £10 from eBay)

[hi-i-love-u-bitch]

Feral AU

A Rottmnt AU where everything is the same except the turtle boys turn out a little more animalistic then usual because Draxum wanted warriors not children. They’re a bit more reminiscent of the turtle species they once were; adding in sharper teeth and claws, and a much more limited range of speech.

Like Splinter is still able to save them and raise them in the sewers and they’re still much more intelligent than an average turtle but they heavily rely more on instinct. Splinter tried teaching them to talk and they can a little but their main form of communication is a series of chirps, clicks, and growls. Which is fine, the most important part is that they UNDERSTAND and are aware of what Splinter is saying. He had a better time teaching them sign language as they seem to better excel in things involving physical movement and motor skills.

SPEAKING OF WHICH!! They are able to learn and pick up Ninjutsu much faster than average and were able to access their Ninpo at an early age. It should be noted that Splinter did NOT teach them Ninjutsu as a means to train them in the ways of the Hamoto clan life mission but as a way to expel all the restless energy those boys had. Draxum had designed them to be warriors so they can’t be idle for too long or they’ll get bored and wreck the den. Splinter needed something physical enough to tire them out as well as something to focus on instead of just mindless destruction.

They are proficient in BOTH hand to hand combat and combat with their weapons.

The boys themselves behave a lot more animalistic, though they still keep some of their distinct personalities:

Raphael

He is an ABSOLUTE UNIT of a boy! You thought he was big before but now he’s an absolute MONSTER of a guy reaching at about 9ft by the time he’s 16yrs! And he’s still growing!

Communicates mainly in growls and deep rumbling churrs, sounds like a fucking motor enginee.

Obviously since he’s the biggest he is the self appointed guardian of the family and he takes his job VERY seriously! Super over protective! Nobody will ever hurt his family on his watch!

He is still very sweet though and a total cuddle bug! Basically the mind set of those HUGE dogs that think they’re a lap dog. Kind of sort of behaves like one as well not gunna lie. His favorite place to nap is atop Splinter’s lap but poor boy is too big so only his head can rest comfortably. Which is fine, Papa still coos and awes at him anyways, always making sure to give him some nice scratchies under his chin.

The best way to know what he’s feeling is to look at his tail, a large scaley, spiky thing that wags when he’s happy!

Still has his stuffed animal collection and enjoys being surrounded by warm soft things. He’s still a little rough when playing with his toys so most often than not they have to be patched up or fixed. He doesn't have as delicate a touch as Mikey does to be able to sew his own things back together so he usually asks Splinter to do it. He has been trying to learn knitting though, it’s a bit slow going due to his massive hands trying to hold regular size knitting needles but he’s getting the hang of it.

Despite that he is very self aware of how big he is and always makes sure to be extra careful when roughhousing with his brothers, especially Donnie.

If any of his brothers get too rowdy and wander off where they’re not supposed to he’ll pick them up like a mama cat with her kittens by the lids of their shells.

He is not above biting people when in a fight, and trust me when I say you do NOT want to be anywhere near those chompers. But he also gives affectionate little nips when playing with others.

The back of his shell is THE best spot to lie atop of when sunbathing! All his brothers plus Splinter can nap atop his shell comfortably and he quite enjoys the comfortable weight they provide as he sleeps.

Not adverse to wearing clothes but then again not a lot can fit his enormous frame and when it does it gets torn up fairly quickly by how rough and clumsy he is. He absolutely loves to wear ribbons though and has an extensive collection of them he keeps in a shoe box. They’re a bit dirty as he’s found them all in the sewers but still quite colorful and pretty. He let’s Mikey and Splinter tie them around his wrists, tail, and neck in cute bows.

As an alligator snapping turtle he is mainly carnivorous but he’ll eat mostly anything really. His favorite being, ironically, fresh fruit especially watermelon.

Still absolutely HATES Miss. Cuddles!

Donatello

The second largest of the group though that’s mainly by height then by build, almost 7ft tall. Long and slender with a thin whip-like tail he can use similar to Splinter when fighting.

Second most protective next to Raph but definitely much more ruthless. If you are not part of his immediate family/clan he could care less of what happens to you.

Also not above biting people, especially his brothers. Though he definatlly has the weakest bite force when compared to the rest of his brothers it still hurts like a mother fucker.

A Lot more cat-like in nature compared to Raph. The key to Donnie's mood is in his body language, seemingly ever calculated and graceful, and in his eyes. All the turtles have slit-like pupils that can narrow and expand depending on their environment but Donnie's seem to function a lot more with his emotions as well.

He’s definitely still the smartest amongst his brothers, ever curious about the world around him and is the only one Splinter was able to teach how to read successfully. Though quite like Raph, Donnie prefers to communicate through clicks and chirps, though he’s more fluent in ASL then the rest of his siblings.

He’s still quite a talented engineer though his inventions tend to look quite rough as they are mainly scraped together using whatever junk he finds laying around. He isn’t all that bothered by how things look so long as they work how they’re supposed to.

Unfortunately, safety in science is not his first priority which has led to quite a lot of injury. Burns scars form electricity and harsh chemicals as well as cuts from shap tools and raw metal edges. Splinter had to practically force him into wearing at least gloves and goggles while he worked by threatening to take away his tool box.

He hissed and growled and snapped at Splinter for a full week and a half but eventually caved.

(Still just as stubborn and hardheaded)

His favorite thing to make is bombs because we all know that every iteration of Donnie ever is a pyromaniac.

Donnie does have a battle shell (made out of scrap metal and memory foam to cushion the inside) but he rarely ever wears it, unless absolutely necessary. Splinter has always been wary of Donnie and his most vulnerable area but aside from keeping his middle child constantly wrapped in bubble wrap the only other thing Splinter could think to do was teach Donnie how to defend himself as a regular human would.

Though they aren’t completely cold blooded Donnie HATES being cold and is usually wearing either large hoodies or sweaters. But he absolutely despises pants!

He still loves to dance! Especially to groovy 80s jams and electro pop!

He’ll eat about almost anything you put in front of him though he seems to enjoy more soft and mushy foods as well as any kind of seafood.

Still terrified of beach balls.

Leonardo

He’s a little more normal in height though that still leaves him at 6ft and growing. A stockier built around the shoulders with long sturdy legs that can deal pretty powerful blows.

His tail is pretty thin, almost boney in texture, flat too, and only about 10in long. It moves a lot like Raph’s tail does, wags when happy, tucked between when scared, and droopy when tired.

He talks the most out of all his brothers though it's quite choppy and sounds a lot more like warbling chirps then words. His “turtle speak” involves a lot more clicks and high pitched chirps, almost sounding quite bird like.

He and Raph are neck in neck when it comes to their skills in ninjutsu, though Raph excels more in defense while Leo is obviously more offensive.

He’s not much of a biter but he will claw a mother fucker’s eyes out if need be.

Though he is a lot more easily distracted and can be quite lazy at times, preferring much more to play than train. Splinter has to constantly find ways to keep Leo focused on the task at hand which usually involves turning things into puzzle games.

Donatello may be the smartest among them but Leo is a scarily good stradagest when given proper motivation.

Definitely still the most confident and charismatic. He’s always the leader of things whenever mischief is afoot. That usually involves reckless stunts Leo wants to try out after seeing it on tv or during one of their many Lou Jitsu marathons.

His ability to create portals does not help Splinter in his endeavor to stop Leo’s trouble making.

He and Donnie spend the most time in water, to the point where Splinter had to build a large shallow pool in the middle of the lair for the boys to soak in. It isn’t a bad thing if they’re dry but if they so happend to get sick it’s best to keep them in water to help them heal faster.

He has slept in the pool before and it scared the shit out of Splinter the first few times it happened because he thought Leo had drowned.

Is the most adversed to wearing clothes, it restricts him too much and he doesn’t like that. The only “clothing” he tolerates are the straps for his weapons and a blue cloth he uses as a bandana for his head. He’s okay with certain hats and neckerchiefs so long as they don’t get in the way.

Again, will eat literally anything though he likes a lot of water based veggies or anything with a good crunch to it.

Not a lot seems to frighten Leo though Splinter isn’t sure if that’s due to bravery or naivety on Leo’s part. That boy seems to not have any self preservation skills what so ever.

Michelangelo

The smallest amongst his brothers though that’s mainly due to him being the runt of the clutch he originally hatched from. Has more of a lean and limber build which makes him a great climber and the fastest out of all of them.

Has the sharpest claws of the group, which really help out a lot with the whole climbing aspect. Mikey is always atop of something, swinging down from seemingly out of nowhere. His favorite perch however is atop of his brothers’ is shoulders, especially Raph since he’s the biggest.

You’d think with the claws he’d be more prone to scratching but that is not entirely true. Either way once he latches on there is very little you can do to get him off unless he wants to.

The cutest little stubby tail you’ve ever seen! It wags like a little bunny rabbit!

He and Leo are the most hyper and energetic of the four, with Raph and Donnie being a bit more low energy. If they don’t have something to focus on they’ll cause all kinds of mayhem, running around all over the lair causing chaos and destruction.

He’s just as fluent in ASL as Donnie is and also just as talkative as Leo is, though still choppy due to limited range in vocal cords. His chirps and clicks in “turtle speak” sound a lot more monkey like though less high pitched “ooo’s” and more tenor based trills.

Definitely the most empathetic amongst his brothers when it comes to outsiders. He’s still weary, don’t get him wrong, but he’s a lot more curious. Even in this universe Mikey still very much wants to make friends!

Still the very creative; loves to draw and paint, and is very messy about it. His favorite place to paint is on his brothers’ shells! They don’t mind of course and they really do enjoy how colorful and bright Mikey decorates them. (Always make sure to use washable, hypoallergenic paints kids!)

Mikey LOVE clothing! He thinks it's so fun to dress up and will sometimes even make his own clothes out of cloth scraps that he finds. Has delicate enough motor skills that Splinter was able to teach him how to crudely sew and stitch things together.

Is the most picky eater out of all of them, though that happened after he learned how to cook. Once he figured out that food could actually taste GOOD when you put effort into it he could never go back to just eating whatever. This was both a blessing and curse with Splinter because on one hand they couldn’t exactly be picky about what they ate with their circumstances. But on the other hand they had a lot more variety and nutrition when Mikey was in charge of cooking.

Before meeting April and her mom (more on them later) as they could not exactly go out shoping for beef and chicken, a lot of the turtles’ protein came from bugs. And as picky an eater Mikey is now he still actually prefers eating bugs over regular meat. His favorites are grasshoppers and earthworms.

He is afraid of the dark and does not like sleeping alone.

Splinter/Lou Jitsu/Hamato Yoshi

Splinter has obviously gone through the most change out of everyone, going from human to mutant rat overnight is definitely not good for your mental health. To physically lose your humanity is one thing but psychologically as well is just a whole other can of worms.

He’s still himself, mentally and personality wise, but sometimes he gets these “episodes”. They usually happen when he’s under stress or backed into a corner (both physically or emotionally). He’ll revert into a more animalistic and primative mental state, somewhat like his boys if a little more “savage”. He’s hostile and aggressive, he can’t talk or even properly communicate at all, possibly not even understanding how to do so. Thankfully he’s never hurt his boys in that state, as even then he still sees them as his children who he must protect.

Has a chunk missing from his left ear courtesy of Raph from when he was a baby and teething. He has a lot of bits and scratch marks from his kids, mainly from rough housing and temper tantrums.

If he had the funding he would absolutely spoil these boys rotten, though as it is the boys aren’t very materialistic and hardly even understand the concept of money.

He’s kept every single gift his sons have made for him. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

Out of all of his boys Donnie is the clingiest, even as a teen. Splinter doesn’t mind though he insists that one day Donnie will grow out of it eventually. (He won’t, he’s a complete daddy’s boy!)

Though all the turtles are bipedal, more often than not they’ll be running around on all fours, which is fine, whatever makes them comfortable. What Splinter does mind though is that he’ll catch himself doing the same thing, like if his body is unconsciously mirroring what is “natural” to him. He doesn’t like to think about the implications of what that means.

As a rat, Splinter has a lot anxiety and awareness of his surroundings do to his heightened senses. Perhaps its from the fact that he is naturally considered prey in the food chain of the animal kingdom. Either way, sometimes he’ll have really bad days of extreme anxiety. He’ll feel like he’s in danger and needs to hide himself and his boys someplace safe. They cannot leave the lair at all during those days and the boys need to stay within Splinter’s line of sight at all times or he will absolutly freak the fuck out.

He lives in constant perpetual fear that either Draxum is still alive (Spoiler: he is) and looking for them or that Big Mama will discover them and force them to fight in the Battle Nexus.

Splinter is face blind. He already had ATROCIOUS eyesight when he was a human, it got even worse when he became a rat. Which is why he color codes the boys cuz if not they’d all just be green blobs. This is also an excuse for cutesy nicknames!

Leo: Baby blue, Little blue moon, My tiny Blueberry boy, Blue Jay/Blue bird

Raph: Little Robin, Rose bud, Big Red, My precious little flame

Donnie: Little violet, My brilliant amethyst, Tiny storm cloud, Sweet plum

Mikey: Sunshine, My shining star, Baby tangerine, Little goldfish

All: My Precious Treasures, My beautiful boys, Little ones

[[Let me know if you guys wanna know more about this AU]]

[[To be Continued….]]

[your-local-uwu-artist]

HELLAO how about 6, 14, 15, and 25 for the Kirby OC ask game!!! :D

🗣️: If you could cast a voice actor to voice your OC who would you choose?

tbh I havn't really been able to nail a voice-claim/hc down for Button. Though I def think he would have a more masculine-sounding voice, but with some sort of quick to it (like being raspy or squeaky) the only thing I know for sure is he needs like, a loser white guy voice.... if that makes literally any sense

also I think they have the vibe of a character whos eng and jp voices are very different but somehow both work equally very well (like calcifur and meowth, both of those have very different directions taken with their voices but both work in the same way somehow??)

ummm some potential candidates are Charlie Day, Jack McBrayer, maybe Jason Ritter? Daniel thrasher has never voice acted but he's def a candidate

for jp something similar to either Nate's pkmn masters jp voice, or like, something very raspy and mascot-character esque

14. 🍱: If your OC had a dish themed around them at the Kirby Cafe, what would it be?

hmm I'm not sure? this isn't really my area of expertise: here's some random ideas tho~

-apple pie flavored waffle? shaped like a star of course

-little button shaped sugar cookies?

-half chocolate half vanilla cupcake? to represent the angel+demon thing, combine it with the sugar cookies maybe? have two of them decorated like his eyes mayhaps?

-apparently there is a way to make drinks glow in the dark but it requires a black light so dead end :(

-mac n cheese, idk how to make it cute but it needs to be involved

-wait! idea: pretzel shaped like a lyra?

15. 🧸: If your OC had any merchandise themed around them, what would it be?

now this one is actually right in my area of expertise I love toy design

for some less simple things:

one of those little craft kits that gives you the supplies to make something simple like a felt plush sewn together with yarn, you could sew a little small star-button billow, and a little kirby plush and the aesthetic is all Button themed. Or maybe a a friendship bracelet craft kit? there's a lot of potential craft kits what with being from patch land

or maybe a merry magoland themed re-ment set that features a little Button working a booth

or you know those little keychain plushies?

dude I could design these ALL DAY

hell I've thought a lot about button merch just with what I could feasibly make happen. Button acryllic charms? Button buttons? a Button themed candy bag keychain? those keychains with the little magnet heart accesories? I could do that with Button and characters he's shipable with. standee with tail wag? glow in the dark standee and the stand part is a magic circle? button enamel pins? button ACRYLIC PINS?

25. ⭐️: If your OC got their own spinoff game what would it be about and what would the gameplay be like?

a few ideas!

-epic yarn style! the story line is Button learns about Kirby's Magic sock and decides to visit home~

-game where you sail across the sea!!! Meta Knight wants you to collect a special flower that only grows on this one island, he's too busy with meta knight stuff to get it himself. So he has sent Button on this fetch quest. i guess you could make it into a platformer, but maybe it could be like a minigame collection? that would involve things like puzzle games to figure out navigation. or upkeep/tidying around the boat. maybe there could be 'events', like finding a waddle dee lost at sea and bringing them home. or needing to fix the boats engine

-prequel game of one of Button's journey's during angst-era. platformer but with a lot of puzzle aspects implemented

-if you wanted a more epic quest with co-op modes and all maybe Button caught wind of some powerful magic source and is seeking it in hopes of restoring his Halo, and of course theres a positive message in the end where no Button doesn't get his halo back but he got his Self worth back or smth. (the true halo was the friends we made along the way I guess) would still want puzzle aspects implemented

-game where kirby and co is on vacation but danger strikes and Button, Magolor, Taranza, and Marx has to take the place of Kirby and co.

-unrelated but take a moment to imagine Merry Magoland but with Button around doing his job. Imagine a special animation of them being shocked when the player gets a high score or smth

[thylacines-toybox]

i love love love love the chimera character in your icon!! did you make them? if you did, do youve detail pics and/or wip pictures? i really want to make / modify a sensory plush for myself so i love the addition of things like the teether tail and would love to see all the little beastie's features and learn more about them if youre ok with sharing!! and in general, do you ever post WIPs or tips abt sewing?? thanks for your time and sharing your amazing work with us!

First off, yes I do have a few bits and pieces of sewing advice in my plushie advice tag! There could always be more, though…

I’m glad you enjoy my chimera, I love him too! He was such fun to make and come up with all the babyish details for, and I’m very proud of him.

I don’t really have wip pics of the chimera (since I was kind of in The Zone making him) but I can take you on a, uh, short tour of his features, that sounds fun!

The baby boy himself… lots of pictures and words under the cut!

Here are the first doodles of him as I came up with his design! I was trying to make a cute lion/lamb (the meanings of the two parts of my irl name!) which is basically a chimera already, and the combination of primary colours, rainbows, and a cloud-like wool mane made the weather theme just happen.

Obviously I just had to sew this! He already looked just like a colourful baby toy.

Here is his lovely little face. I took style inspiration from a lion toy I had already, and to keep him accurate to a baby-toy style, I used embroidery stitches to make his face rather than any “choking hazards” like plastic eyes. I’ve not really used embroidery before so it was pretty hard to do neatly!

He’s also got ribbon loops for whiskers (or are they sun rays?) and you can also see a bit of star-textured minky fabric on his face and ears. Fun textures are important!

His mane is made with a super soft and fluffy fur fabric. Maybe not strictly “baby safe” since it can slightly shed fibres, but it’s very nice, and I’m not exactly a real baby lol. His horns have a nice ridged texture, you’ll see what those were made from in a moment…

Oh, I also added a banana scent chip from Build-a-Bear into his little head, because I love that smell. He’s a multi-sensory plush alright.

His front paws have some noises in them! In the red one is a squeaker, and the blue one is a rattle. You can buy these especially for putting in toys, but the rattle I used in him was actually just a little plastic capsule with a few beads inside like pictured!

All four paws have a bumpy rubbery texture on them. Rather appropriately, they are made from actual baby socks! I found a multipack of different colours that matched my planned colours perfectly by sheer luck.

The ridged horn material came from the top of the red sock!

Here is the tummy, also made with a star textured fabric. It has a cylindrical chime inside which makes a lovely musical jingling sound when he’s tipped around.

While bean filling probably isn’t baby safe either, I did put a beanbag in his bottom because I like a bit of weight and it helps him sit nice.

The wings have matching dimple textured minky on one side and smooth minky on the other. I feel like dimple minky is a must if you want to make a babyish toy!

Inside the wings are some pieces of (clean) cereal packet to give them a light crinkle sound. You can buy crinkly material especially for this too, which can be a lot noisier! He’s actually very quiet as crinkly toys go, but I’m okay with this.

He’s got some little raindrop patches made from dotty cotton, with more embroidered edges which I recall having a lot of difficulty with… looks good though! As well as textures, you gotta include some fun visual patterns in a baby toy too.

And finally, the tail! A thick rainbow ribbon holding a cloud shaped teether - another lucky find in a baby shop! It came attached to a squeaky sun and crinkly rainbow, currently held by another toy.

Originally I’d simply stitched the end of the ribbon in place around the teether, but then I got some plastic snaps (for making bandanas with!) and found they gave it a much nicer finish.

And that’s about it! Hope you enjoyed getting to know the little chimera and his features!