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some random squad pics sunday
#bklegacy extras#if you ever need or can't find lyric#check the swings#always getting her life#or making herself sick#legend is over it#day he found out what mel getting married means#rebi said i did it and i'll do it again#fur baby squad also very spoiled#don't worry jordyn is well paid
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Maybe gn!Reader and Hobie adopt a kitten and the other three (Pavitr, Gwen, and Miles) come to see the kitten? Maybe a orange kitten gn!Reader wanted to name Spunk or Spike while Hobie gave them a spike collar? Would be cute lol
i luv ur brain anon
"you got....a kitten?"
- ok ok idk if this is what u meant, but u can feel free to run this with the bubblegum reader + hobie bc i think it fits alright :-)
- also get a little deep with describing relationship,, but it’s necessary for the plot ! (...)
- also!!! tysm for the requests; i am very excited to get into them, but will prob wait till tmrw to release bc it is my birthday today <3 much love to you all
──★ ˙ ̟ to the stars ！
general headcannons
alright first of all: hobie with a kitten? i’m in tears.
i love the hc that hobie has a soft spot for cats and the fact that y’all got one together? bye.
NAPS WITH THE KITTEN JUST NESTLED BETWEEN BOTH OF YOU
this cat is gonna be SPOILED in attention i tell u rn
hobie isn’t as obvious ab it as u, but the amount of times u see him chilling with the cat just perched on his shoulder?? (why are u taking the baby swinging across the city hobie; wait a min now–)
how u got him
imagine this: ur walking past an alley and hear this small little meow; after further investigation you find this tuft of orange fur crying outside the dumpster and
now u gotta take it in what r u talking about!!
bringing him home immediately ; hobie's spidey senses prob picked up the cat's presence before you got in the door.
'baby what's that.' 'c'mon spiderman we got saving to do'
man can't even argue with you
hobie not naming the cat himself bc he doesn’t wanna enforce socio-constructed labels on an unsuspecting creature that can’t consent
u can tho.
and while you very much want to, you tell hobie you gotta think on it for a bit – it has to fit just right!! (tbh he rlly doesn’t mind the cat being nameless, but he’s kinda whipped and will kinda go with what u want if it helps give that pretty lil smile to him again)
spider-squad finding out ab him
the besties r wrapping up something with a fight and hobie’s all k gotta leave and check on the cat and the rest are like ?????
pav absolutely floored bc how dare did u not mention this sooner hobie
'so you lot wanna come see him?' (inter-dimensional travel ensues) – also never gonna complain ab coming to hobie’s house they all think his place is dope
i’m sure we all know orange cats are fucking crazy and that does not exclude the little gremlin jumping off the walls of your flat rn
hobie ofc is smirking bc his son the cat is a little agent of chaos and he couldn’t be more proud
you, on the other hand, are just a little tired trying to get the fucker to stay still for a second so u can put on the damn flea medicine
everybody loves him are u kidding (miles a little hesitant tho, he still has beef with the last spiderman-variant cat he met :/ )
“so whats its name?” miles was watching with wary eyes as the little ball of fur darted around. with a heavy (and definitely not dramatic) sigh, you walk over to the group “still haven’t picked. we just found him yesterday.”
luv the idea of hobie looking at u anytime ur in the room (stay with me now) — can’t help it u just grab all his attention, maybe stop being so lovely idk
speaking of your relationship: he has spent years battering against everything life throws at him that having your love in the palm of his hands? something to protect not in the way he does as a hero, but in the way to cherish as a person?? give the man a break, he deserves to admire you whenever he can.
anyways hobie’s looking at you before going ‘oh yea’, just grunts and pulls out this little collar with little spikes and their matching and oh my that is so cute
says he found it in some garbage, most def made the collar with some scraps like he did his own (gotta keep it cool yk)
you giddy and putting the collar on the little heathen and just all ‘omg wait a min’
promptly lifting the cat up and “THIS IS SPIKE.”
cue golf claps from the squad with some ooo’s and aah’s
more gen headcannons
remember when hobie and the cat were swinging around the city? yea he's taking that mf everywhere. puts him in his pocket like a little surprise
hobie loves to play fight with the cat
spike is the perfect mix; got hobie’s energy and your brightness it’s a win-win
i could write more but i'll stop here for now 🕸️
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#hobie brown x reader#hobie x reader#spiderverse x reader#spiderpunk#hobie brown#across the spiderverse#atsv x reader#across the spiderverse x reader#spiderpunk x reader#hobart brown x reader#hobie۫ ִ✮#this was so cute hehe#thank you anon#!!!!!
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Bodyguard Werewolf Reader, but everyone kinda sorta babies them-
"So, your resume says you're some kinda... werewolf?"
"Yeah. Both my parents were wolves, so it's a hereditary thing, actually. I was the runt of the litter til I hit puberty. The sudden change put a lot of strain on my body, and I still have muscle pains every now and then, but I'm good with manual labor.... The strength is great and all, but sometimes I do miss being carried around like I was when I was a pup, haha."
".... Touch one fucking box and I'll put you on a week's suspension.
You're really only used for intimidation purposes. Your boss and fellow soldiers are quick to threaten you'll crush someone's head with your bare hands (God some of them wish that were them), but the second a fight starts you're pushed to the back of the room and crowded by a miniature squad. While they flaunt your strength, they just as easily write you off as a poor defenseless puppy though you could likely take most of them with one arm behind your back. If you ever join the battle and tear someone's limbs off they praise you for a job well done, and pull out the fanciest shampoos and combs to get all the matted blood and chunks of flesh out of your fur. Basically you're paid to stand around and look menacing, but spoiled behind closed doors.
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Yan Coworker: Better talk now or our mate here is going to bite your face off.
Captive: I'll tell you whatever you want. Just keep that... that beast away from me!
Yan Coworker, held back by others: Fuck you say, you little shit?! That beast is my precious sweetie angel. I oughta knock your teeth out your ass just for saying that. Let me at 'em. Let me 'em!
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Yan Coworker: Who wants to go on walkies? Who wants treats and the window rolled down for being such a good wolf?
You: Please stop referring to patrol as "walkies".... But yes, both would be nice, thank you.
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Yan boss: You're just a cute little puppy, aren't cha?
You: Boss, please....
Yan Boss: Sweet, adorable baby who can do no wrong.
You: I broke someone's spine like a twig not even two hours ago.
#yandere oc#yandere imagines#yandere x you#yandere headcanons#yandere scenarios#yandere x reader#yandere insert#yandere blurb#yandere#werewolf reader#monster reader#yandere text#crack post
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It be so funny if they took Joan to soccer game and put her either in the team colour or a cheerleading outfit.
Great minds think alike because I was just thinking that we having checked in with Joan in a while so this problem is perfect.
Every Saturday for over a month now, Joan has watched the humans and Ozzy leave the house in the morning and come back hours later loud, smelly, and energized. She does not have a problem with this per se but if she had eyebrows, she’d raise one of them. She would raise the other when they’re all too tired to play with her for too long after they come back.
So, Joan makes a decision.
When the next Saturday rolls around and Steve is digging around in the drier for his jersey, she makes her case known. She whines. She meows. She gets in the way of every step. She commits a drive-by biting. She even gets in the storage closet in the hallway and knocks over the dreaded cat stroller so it falls into the hallway.
She makes it very clear. She wants to go.
Eddie coos at her, “Awe, baby, she feels left out. Let’s take her.”
“Ed, it’s hot outside,” Steve replies, gesturing to Joan. She rubs her head against his leg. “She’s gray.”
“Steve, don’t be racist.”
“I’m not being – how is that –“ Steve sputters and then rambles on about tiny bodies, and fur, and overheating in the sun, but Joan already knows she got her way. Steve can’t say no to Eddie and he can’t say no to her either. Plus, she always gets her way.
Her way is the right way.
Steve sighs and gives in, “But if she gets too hot, you have to take her home.”
As a reward for Steve and Eddie’s good decision-making, Joan helps them get ready to leave. She wiggles her way into the cabinet with the first-aid kit and pulls out bandaids. She leaves them inside Steve’s cleats. He says thank you when he finds them.
Ozzy huffs from where he’s laying in his dog bed.
Joan purrs when Steve pets her head.
Since Eddie disappeared down into his studio the moment Steve agreed to let her come, Joan continues ‘helping Steve.’ Mainly, she cleans up (eats) all the scraps of lunchmeat he drops when making sandwiches for him, Eddie, Robin, and Nancy.
Eddie immerges from the studio ten minutes before they’re supposed to leave with a hastily sewed shirt made for a cat. It’s made out of the soft material of the cheer squad t-shirts he made for the other team members’ partners. He presents it first to Steve and then holds it out to Joan like, “Ta-dah.”
Joan sniffs the fabric – it smells like Eddie – and Steve is just like, “Why did you make that?”
“Because Joan’s got to represent, Stevie. We’re a jock family now and jocks wear their team colors,” Eddie insists, grin getting bigger when Steve rolls his eyes at him. “Everybody else is wearing team colors. Even Ozzy. See.”
He gestures to the pin attached to his yellow service dog vest that says ‘#1 Steve Harrington Defender.’ It’s right next to a patch that says ‘If You Pet Me, You Are A Part Of The Problem’ which is… “That’s new.”
“Yeah, I’m solving all the world’s problems today, baby,” He grins. “Isn’t that right, Joan?”
She hisses at the shirt.
#Its always fun to write from Joan’s perspective#also I just love the idea of Ozzy being annoyed by Steve thinking her for helping when she’s not actually helping. He helps. All the time.#Joan’s just like: it’s fine if you go out but you better have enough energy to play with me when you come back#eddie munson tiktok saga#steve harrington#eddie munson#Joan the disservice cat#Ozzy the service dog
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Porn with very little plot. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Orgasm denial. Bondage. Sadistic Scara. Taunting. Mocking. Degradation. Pure filth written at 4am.
a/n: Happy 4th of July to those to celebrate here in the States with me. I love fireworks, but my poor, sweet Roma is scared of them. Please send my precious fur baby good vibes before you read this. I also have vampire Scara smut in the works.
All it was was a simple correction, nothing more. Scaramouche had confused some details of a past mission, and you'd corrected him.
In front of his entire squad.
Now, Scaramouche always had a volley of emotions when you corrected him. He wasn't used to anyone standing up to him, and most of people would've been met with his temperamental wrath.
It was different with you, however. As much as it angered him, it absolutely drove him insane with lust when you corrected or stood up to him. And it was in this feral fit of lust with your wrists bound tightly to the headboard that he came up with his punishment for you.
Denying you release six times. By the time he had ruined your fourth orgasm, ruthlessly sucking and licking your dripping cunt until your walls clenched tight around his tongue. Your body was quivering, begging for release.
Scaramouche relished the despair in your eyes, watching your pleasured, hopeful expression crumble with tears stinging your eyes. "Aww, look at what a pathetic slut you are. Did you really think I was going to just let you cum after you corrected me?"
"I'm sorry, Scara! I won't do it again! I'll be a good girl, I promise!" You pleaded, your wrists straining against your restraints, rubbing deep marks into your wrists.
You whimpered when you saw the dangerous glint in his indigo eyes. Your whole body seized up in pleasure when he unceremoniously plunged three fingers to the knuckle inside of you. You bucked your hips up, encouraging him to push his fingers in deeper.
He flicked you in the forehead, slamming his fingers inside of you. "Hm? I can't hear you. The only thing I hear is the pathetic mewling of a slut who needs to learn to her place."
Little by little, he built up your orgasm, cruelly denying you the release that you craved. You thrashed on the bed, only to have Scaramouche mock your moans and sobs. "Cry louder for me while I ruin another orgasm," He groaned in bliss against your cunt, latching his lips onto your throbbing clit.
"Please don't! Let me cum, please! Let me cum on your cock, on your tongue, anything! I promise I'll be good!" You pleaded. You were dizzy, reeling as he harshly sucked on your clit. Your walls clamped sensitive around nothing.
Scaramouche completely ignored your pleas, gleefully ruining your toe curling orgasm. He couldn't get enough of how your body coiled tight with need for him.
"Master, please! I'm begging y--" You cried out, hoping this time it would satisfy him.
He abruptly cut you off by pushing his cock inside of you, hitting your sweet spot with a harsh snap of his hips. "Let me put you out of your misery, cream around your Master's cock like the cum slut you are."
Every thrust left you breathless, your orgasm building and snapping with intensity all at once. You could barely form a coherent sentence, stringing out babbles of "Thank you," and his name as you squirted on his cock.
Scaramouche leaned his head down to nuzzle your cheek, slamming inside of you, his cock throbbing with his approaching orgasm. "You know your rightful place now," He moaned, his lips hovering over yours, "it's underneath me screaming."
Your lick of submission on his mouth never tasted sweeter.
#genshin impact#genshin smut#fem!reader#scaramouche#scaramouche x reader#scaramouche x you#scaramouche x y/n#x reader
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Sick - Nick Amaro
I stood closely behind Nick as he interrogated the suspect. He wanted me to stay behind him, just in case he tries to attack us. He was a step up from the shitty partner I had in Atlanta, and I loved it, Amanda always teased me claiming I had a 'crush' on him. But that's just what twins do to each other, we're not identical appearance-wise, but personality-wise we're practically the same.
"You know we found your DNA on the victim right?" Nick dropped his voice to seem threatening.
"I didn't rape her. I promise."
"Then why did we find your semen in her!?" I yelled.
"I don't know!" I suddenly felt nauseous. I'm assuming I went pale because Nick turned to me, concerned.
"Y/N?" Nick slowly approached me, but I scooted to a corner to throw up the lunch that cost me $20. "Yikes, you good?"
"I don't know." I gasped. He led me out of the room. Amanda and Carisi took our place.
He handed me the trash can that was next to his desk. "Maybe you should go home, you are clearly under the weather."
"No-" I threw up again. "I'm fine."
"Girl, if you don't go home I am personally going to sedate you and drop you off in the middle of nowhere." Fin cut in.
"Jesus Fin," I mumbled, head still in the trashcan.
"Take the rest of the day off Rollins," Liv gave me a concerned look.
"Which one?" She did not like that joke, I groaned and grabbed the keys to Amanda's car, we carpooled today, something we usually don't do. "Tell Mandy I'm taking the car."
"You are not driving when you can't keep your food in your stomach." Nick protested grabbing the keys from me.
"Wha-hey!" I yelled trying to get them back, I guess I moved too fast because I retreated back to my chair and threw up once again.
"Amanda will be taking you home," Liv said. "You both can go, just stop puking in my squad room." I let out a long groan and let Amanda drag me by the arm. Once we got to our apartments she opened my door and led me to the couch.
"I told you the eggs were bad." she chuckled, I groaned and threw a pillow at her. Our apartments were conjointed so she unlocked the middle door and Franny ran in jumping onto me.
"Hey, girl! Oh, I missed you! Hi, baby." I hugged her and rubbed her fur. Eventually, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge, hoping to get rid of the nausea. When I just felt sicker I stared at the open fridge "Screw it." I grabbed a bottle of wine, not even bothering to pour it into a cup before drinking some, and falling to the couch.
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"Hey Y/N."
"Hey, Mandy." She dropped a bag onto my counter. "What's that?"
"I went shopping, Nick is coming in with some bags too. He wanted to check on you." She smirked at me before leaving for her apartment, Franny following close behind. Nick walked in soon after, carrying two more bags.
"You know you shouldn't drink wine when you're sick." I flipped him off and he smiled. "Amanda said you liked (Flavor) ice cream and (Favorite Candy), so we got some of that. And this. He pulled out a huge stuffed animal.
"What is that?"
"A get well soon teddy bear." I covered my mouth and chuckled. "What?"
"Nicky, it's just food poisoning." He pushed the stuffed animal towards me anyway.
"Take it, Amanda said you have a stuffie collection." My face got hot and I avoided eye contact.
"What-I-I have no idea-" I ran to the bathroom and puked again.
"Just food poisoning my ass." He stood behind me, pulling my hair into a ponytail. Once I was done he led me to my bedroom and pushed all my stuffed animals off to the side. I laid down and he tucked me in, setting some water on the nightstand. He went to walk off but I grabbed his hand.
"No, stay. Please,"
"Y/N, there are stuffed animals everywhere, there's nowhere for me to go." I kicked them all off my bed and pat the empty space. He gave me a look and laid next to me.
"You smell expensive," He chuckled and pulled me close to his body, he was warm, and his breathing was calming. "Nick?"
"Yeah Y/N?"
"Why do you care so much?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
"Well, there's a lot of reasons."
"Go on."
"After hearing about how shitty your old partner was I guess I wanted to make sure you have a good experience at SVU, but somewhere in there..... I fell in love."
"With who?" I felt nauseous again and bolted to the bathroom. "Ah, shit!" I yelled when I stubbed my toe.
"I fell in love with you. Look at you, you're gorgeous, I'm glad you and Amanda aren't identical, one is enough." I couldn't hold my laugh in and ended up rolling on the bathroom floor.
"I love you too Nick," I said once I stopped laughing, he leaned in for a kiss but I stopped him. "Nah-uh. Still sick."
#nick amaro imagine#nick amaro x you#nick amaro#law and order svu#svu#amanda rollins#olivia benson#fin tutuola#nick amaro x reader
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PLEASE DO IT
the people have decided, here's a fanfic rec list of dsaf fanfics that arent focussed on davesport! (in no particular order)
Centipedes by Raccoonsandpossumswritesometimes [incomplete]
Dee centric fic which is a swap between Dee and Jack. Not only is davesport not the main focus, it's also pretty toxic. TWs at the beginning of each chapter, but heed the tags.
Hello, You. by galaticanthem [incomplete]
Another similar premise to Centipedes. If you think davesport is toxic in centipedes though, here it is arguably worse. Plot is a bit confusing as of chapter 7, but as it stands, here are the trigger warnings that I can remember off of the top of my head (but basically, if you're sensitive to disturbing themes, i'd skip this one):
Murder
Abuse
Kidnapping (by the looks of it but ????)
Underage drinking
Neglect
Body horror (I think??? it's so early into the fic im unsure of half these warnings but as it is rn i think it is important they're there because thats what it looks like at least)
Dave is very objectively NOT a good person in this fic. Like, at all. I don't think any future chapter could change that. If you're a person who cannot read about their favourite character committing absolutely heinous things theres nothing wrong with that and I wouldn't read this. If you can stomach all that though, it's a good story.
Dave and Old Sport Adopt a Kid by Wario_Speedwagon [incomplete]
Davesport is there and it's prevalent and not toxic, but it's not the main focus. It's more of an accidental baby acquisition fic. I can't think of any trigger warnings for this one, but check the tags. always.
Matted Fur by Afval [one-shot]
Evil ending fic with rabbit symbolism for Dave. All TWs are in the tags.
Sharp-Toothed Rabbit by orphan_account [one-shot]
More evil end Dave ft. animal metaphors! what more could you want? All TWs in the tags.
happiest day by grimkid [one-shot]
A fic about Jack's happiest day. Jack x Steven, no TWs iirc but heed the tags.
Octane Rating by dontrollthedice [one-shot]
Canon compliant fic about the good ending, only its harrysport. i dont even like the ship but this fic makes me so unwell /pos. No TWs I think but look at the tags.
NO MIDDLE-CALLING by XYZ_Countoriss [one-shot]
Silly chatfic, what can go wrong? -oh that right. No TWs needed, but look at the tags.
Operation Get Your Brother to Remember You After Years of Thinking He is Dead by Sockth [incomplete]
A fic focussed on Peter and Jack, I think the title is self explanatory. No TWs but look at tags.
Safety Infiltration by themostneontwig [incomplete]
After Jack betrays Dee in the evil route, Dave decides he needs to be stopped. A fic based around the idea of Legacy Jack founding the pizzaplex. No TWs that instantly come to mind other than the fact that it's set almost immediately after Jack kills Dee. Look at the tags though.
Hot Chocolate by Wario_Speedwagon [one-shot]
Ouch, set right after Jack dies the first time round. This fic physically hurt me and I mean that in the best way possible. TWs in tags.
After the Storm by themostneontwig [one-shot]
Christmas fic focussed on Peter and Jack. Read this one after Hot Chocolate, it can save you. No TWs unless you're Ebenezer Scrooge in which case dni
Jack's Squad Has UNO Night by Wario_Speedwagon [one-shot]
The title's a lie they play cluedo /j just some wholesome fun. No TWs.
An Unexpected Connection by End_Transmission [one-shot]
Post good end, but Jack 'lives'. We all know Dave had at least ONE kid. No TWs.
Peter Kennedy and the Worst Place on Earth by biptari [incomplete]
AU where Jack and Peter swap places. Steven x Peter. As for TWs I can't say everything off of the top of my head but I KNOW Henry is homophobic and transphobic in this. I can't remember if he says slurs 100% but I'm pretty sure he does use at least one so like, watch out. Other than that, heed the tags.
That's all I have right now. If you know some more then feel free to reblog to add them. No hate to davesport or anything but if you write dsaf fanfics that aren't focussed on davesport then you are my lifeline /hj
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Do You do headcanons if so what are your headcanons. Some of mine(mostly for petey cause hes my spirit anime) are: peteys an aroace level 1 autistic,Molly definently bullys little kids on roblox,flippy and petey would def be drinking buddys,petey has insomnia that keeps him up all night were he questions his life's choices,dogman has the mine of a dog and isn't capable of human consent whichi why I don't ship him with anyone,lil petey can draw hands,sarah and yolay are dating
Those are some interesting ones! Thanks for sharing them, def going to accept some of those (especially the Petey insomniac one)
Here are some of mine below the break:
- Petey can swim, but Li’l Petey can’t. The former learned how to swim soon after the vaccum cleaner incident (from the first book), but only because he didn’t want to nearly drown again.
- ‘Molly’ is a nickname. Her real name is Margaret, but she hates that ridiculously long name with her guts.
- Grampa wanted to name Petey after himself, but Grace argued for for the name "Peter", with Petey as a nickname. Even after, Grampa still calls his son Junior because of resemblance.
- Big Jim and Petey are very distant cousins. (I've had this hc long before Scarlet Shedder released)
- Sarah and Zuzu met in passing after the latter bumped into the former during the Mutt-Masher scene in the first book. Sarah took a liking to the poodle, and then adopted her in the next book.
- Melvin used to keep a list of all his siblings’ names, and cross each one off the list when they got their first timeout. (He was ecstatic when the last one was crossed out)
- Adding to the above, Molly got her timeout after the infamous Chip-Dip Incident; afterwards, Molly made the frogs swear they’d never speak of it again. Because of said incident, Flippy no longer buys chip dip for the frogs.
- Even though Knight would screw up a lot in Chief’s presence, they were close friends before the former’s death - rip :’(
- There is a Captain Underpants cartoon (possibly TETOCU?) existent in the universe - this stems from the (canon!) fact that LP learned to draw from cartoons, saying this while doodling CU.
- Molly came to Petey lab in Mothering Heights with the intention of working on Squid Kid and Katydid with LP (and they actually did - whenever they took a break, they made song parodies)
- As an anthropomorphic cat in the DM universe gets older, they lose some fur, especially around their paws. So Li’l Petey actually does have fingers/an opposable thumb; they're just covered by mass amounts of fur.
- Both Officer Knight and Greg had heterochromia, the former with blue-green and the latter with brown-blue. (By extent, doggy man has it too)
- Petey used to be quite the doodler as a kitten, until something involving Grampa happened (screw you Grampa >:/)
- A bajillionth reason to hate Grampa; the motor brain was Petey’s idea, but it was a blueprint when the former raided the latter’s house. Grampa had changed most of its design so he couldn’t be sued. (That doesn’t mean he won’t be sued though haha)
- Grampa found Grace’s ukulele while raiding Petey’s house. Since he didn’t want it, he stuffed it somewhere Petey wouldn’t think to look, which is why Petey thought he lost it.
- Frida (who was noted to have designed the frogs in Baby Frog Squad) designed CC after Molly, at the latter’s suggestion.
And a wholesome one to close out: both of the Peteys love strawberry ice cream :)
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THIS IS THE OLD SUBMISSIONS POST. UP TO DATE SUBMISSIONS CAN BE FOUND HERE
Sorted alphabetically by band. Please click through to original post to see full list. IF IT'S NOT ON THE LIST, PLEASE SUBMIT IT. NO BAND IS TOO NICHE. Multiple bands from the same media are permitted.
Putting this under the cut because it's getting too long!
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4*town - Turning Red
A
About Gardens - ROGUEMAKER
The Ark - I Was Born For This
ABXY - Splatoon
Arno van Eyck - Disco Elysium
B
The Band With Rocks In It - Discworld
The Beets - Doug
The Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton - The Mountain Goats
The Bettys - Phineas and Ferb
Black Stones (BLAST) - NANA
The Blues Brothers - The Blues Brothers
Bottom Feeders - Splatoon
Boys In The Sink - Veggietales
Boys Who Cry - Spongebob Squarepants
Boyz4Now - Bob's Burgers
Boyz 12 - American Dad
Bunk Bed Junction - No Straight Roads
C
Cheetah Girls - Cheetah Girls
The Clash At Demonhead - Scott Pilgrim
The Covey - Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
Crash & The Boys - Scott Pilgrim
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Daisy Jones & The Six - Daisy Jones & The Six
Damp Socks - Splatoon
De Bois Band - & Juliet
Deep cut - Splatoon
DETHKLOK - Metalocalypse
Dedf1sh - Splatoon
Decibel Jones and the Absolute Zeros - Space Opera
Dingoes Ate My Baby - Buffy The Vampire Slayer
DJ Octavio - Splatoon
DJ Stylbator - Samurai Jack
Dr Teeth and The Electric Mayhem - The Muppets
Drive Shaft - LOST
E
Evar Orbus & The Galactic Jizz-Wailers/The Max Rebo Band - Star Wars
F
Fig and the Cig Figs - Dimension 20 Fantasy High
The Flaming Creatures - Velvet Goldmine
Fran-Shou-Shou - Zombie Land Saga
G
Gallifrey Academy Hot Five - Doctor Who
Gem & The Scotts - Secret Life SMP
Gillion & The Tidestriders - Just Roll With It
Girls Dead Monster - Angel Beats
Gorillaz - Gorillaz
Grifters Bone - Magnus Archives
H
Hatsune Miku - Vocaloid
Heaven Seventeen - A Clockwork Orange
The Hectic Glow - The Fault In Our Stars
Hex Girls - Scooby Doo
I
Ink Theory - Splatoon
J
Jem & The Holograms - Jem & The Holograms
Johnny Casino and The Gamblers - Grease
Josie & The Pussycats - Archie (Comic)
The Juicy Fruits - Phantom of the Paradise
Julie and the Phantoms - Julie and the Phantoms
K
Kessoku Band - Bocchi the Rock
Killer Boy Rats - Horrid Henry
The Killjoys - My Chemical Romance
L
Lacus Clyne - Mobile Suit Gundam Seed
Lady Parts - We Are Lady Parts
The Last Days - The Last Days
Lemonade Mouth - Lemonade Mouth
Leningrad Cowboys - Leningrad Cowboys
Lincoln Hawk - Gossip Girl
Little White Lie - Little White Lie
Loded Diper - Diary of a Wimpy Kid
Love Burger - Can't Hardly Wait
Love Händel - Phineas and Ferb
LumberZacks - Milo Murphy's Law
M
Mad Gear & The Missile Kid - Danger Days, My Chemical Romance
Maxwell Demon & The Venus In Furs - Velvet Goldmine
The Mechanisms - The Mechanisms
Milkcan - Um Jammer Lammy
The Misfits - Jem & The Holograms
Muppet Orchestra - The Muppets
N
Needy Beast - Hatchetfield
O
Octoplush - Splatoon
Old Gods of Asgard - Alan Wake
ok, kids - Andre and Karl
Off The Hook - Splatoon
P
Pink Slip - Freaky Friday
Plasmagica - Show By Rock
Proto Zoa - Zenon Sweep
R
The Rainbooms - Equestria Girls
The Rats - Velvet Goldmine
RIP - Ruby Gloom
The Risky Fix-Ins - Buzzfeed Unsolved Franchise
The Rutles - All You Need Is Cash
S
Sadie-Killer & The Suspects - Steven Universe
Sadgasm - The Simpsons
SCÄB - Home Movies
Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band - The Beatles
Sev'ral Timez - Gravity Falls
Sex Bob-omb - Scott Pilgrim vs The World
Sing Street - Sing Street
Soundcheck - Odd Squad
Spinal Tap - This Is Spinal Tap
Squid Sisters - Splatoon
Squid Squad - Splatoon
The Stiff Dylans - Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging
Sunset Curve - Julie and the Phantoms
The Superconducting Supercolliders - Designations Congruent With Things (Pacific Rim fanfiction)
T
The Three Lights - Sailor Moon
Trapnest - NANA
Turquoise October - Splatoon
V
The Vampire Lestat - The Vampire Chronicles
W
Wonderlands x Showtime - Hatsune Miku Colourful Stage/Vocaloid
The Wonders - That Thing You Do
Wyld Stallyns - Bill & Ted franchise
Wet Floor - Splatoon
w-3 (omega-3) - Splatoon
Y
Yoko & the Gold Bazookas - Splatoon
Z
Ziggy Stardust & The Spiders From Mars - David Bowie
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Is a Good Night's Rest Really Too Much to Ask For? (Yes. Yes It Is.)
Summary: Macaque is...a lot of things. But he'll take the title of "a busy monkey" just for time's sake.
Whether he's listening to the Sisterhood's neverending list of complaints or grooming rowdy infants, he's never not trapped in a state of constant motion.
It's why he doesn't ask for much back from the troop. Only that he's allowed to get whatever sleep he can at night.
It's too bad that a certain Sister's kid has different plans.
Content Warning(s): Fluff, Mentions of violence
Word Count: 1528
This is apart of a self-indulgent AU that plays into the natural hierarchy of Rhesus Macaques. It started as a joke with Blame about Macaque having a "Bitch-Squad" he gossips with and it just...this baby's now got like 8 drabbles and a whole story for MK's involvement.
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Macaque wouldn't call himself the most efficient when it comes to getting sleep.
He'll follow the rest of the troop's lead, finding a kind branch to rest on just as the sky begins to paint itself in shades of orange and pink. He'll sit, curled up against Wukong and think about how nice it would be to finally submit to the thrall of sleep.
But a twig would snap. Or Wukong would snore just a bit too loudly and his mind would wake once more.
The sound never mattered, the fear it'd elicit from Macaque was indiscriminate. Danger was noisy. And sound guaranteed trouble.
It was an old mantra- one that screamed of a past life in which Macaque was never enough and that he was not important enough to sleep in the branches of trees.
His mother had amounted to nothing; why would the troop ever think her daughter son would either?
And so, laid at the base of the troop's tree, Macaque had learned. He'd memorized every aching pattern the forest followed, desperate to understand the sound of imminent danger less he find himself in the jaws of something.
The troop would not have mourned his death. But Macaque sure of fuck would've.
His paranoia hadn't stayed with the ravaged troop he'd once called "home", following him into a new life he'd built at Wukong's side. He still doesn't find sleep to be an easy accomplishment.
But tonight is a pleasant surprise- as the forest, for once, seems to find peace with itself. Above the gentle hum of wind he can hear the gentle rustle of birds settling down, accented only by the continuous buzz of crickets.
It's chaotic in its own right. And it spoke more of peace than a quiet forest ever could.
"Psst-"
At least, it had been peaceful.
Macaque forces his head to turn toward the high-pitched voice, eyes tugging themselves open in a weak attempt to grasp at consciousness. Even he can admit he wasn't trying too hard, the lack of effort obvious in whoever had bothered him.
"Macaque!"
"I'm- I'm up," the shadow yawns, teeth slightly bared. The voice definitely hadn't been shrill enough to belong to anyone in the Sisterhood, so sue him for not being in a hurry. Despite his disgruntled mood, his arms still reach to grab whoever's infant had managed to scamper away from their mother.
Cold hands press into his fur and Macaque's lips smack to try and quell any fears that the older was truly upset.
Even in his state of borderline unconscious he knows he's not annoyed. He's more so...curious?
Macaque had always been a light sleeper, and considering how clumsy infants tended to be, it was rare to find someone able to sneak up on him.
Y'know what, maybe "curiosity" would be better described as "suspicion". Only one member of the troop tended to be that stealthy.
He dares to glance down toward the bundle of thin fur, just barely able to catch a glimpse of the infant's facial features. Even in the dim moonlight he can make out hints of scarlet across their face.
Yep. Macaque's sanity be damned, that's Martha's kid.
Fitting, he thinks dryly. Sneaky, just like your mother.
Speaking of which...
"Y'know," he murmurs, hands already beginning to groom the infant's fur. He pretends it's only because he's still exhausted. "Your mom isn't gonna be happy if she wakes up and you're missing-"
Macaque freezes as clumsy hands force his lips closed, the infant making a harsh "shh" noise that sounds a bit too much like Martha's hiss.
"I'll be gone in the mornin'," they swear, pressing themselves further into Macaque's chest. It's a movement born from desperation and he faintly wonders if it's related to how Martha usually pries unwanted infants off herself. "I couldn't sleep."
That's great, kid. But I don't want my throat torn out-
Blood pools from where Macaque's fangs sink into his tongue, thankful to still hold a filter despite the soothing sounds of the forest.
Martha would have a fit if the kid wasn't able to wake up before her. And it certainly isn't Macaque's job to take care of a Sister's kid.
Maybe in his old troop. But not in this one.
Still-
"...fine. You can stay."
Macaque gently corrals the infant closer to his chest, tucking his knees inward in preparation to fall back asleep. The sun still wouldn't be up for another few hours; he might as well try and get more rest.
"I caught a cool bug today."
Ah fuck. What was the gimmick with Martha's kid again?
Right, he thinks, pressing a hand to his eyebrows. Quiet walker, constant talker.
Macaque spares a glance toward the kid's wide, entertained eyes. There's a beat of silence and- to his own surprise -Macaque's lips tug upward into a grin.
You're the one banned from the gossip sessions, he hums triumphantly. In all honesty, it's an impressive accomplishment; infants had to be extremely rowdy to get banned from those.
There's respect in being able to annoy the Sisterhood that much.
And so, Macaque finds himself nodding, eyes already closed as he tucks the infant closer. "Oh yeah?"
If the kid's a talker, he might as well let them tire themselves out.
"Tell me more, kiddo."
"It was so cool; it was all smooth and green and had the biggest wings-!"
Slowly but surely the younger's voice begins to turn muffled, far too weak against the fog of sleep beginning to seep into Macaque's mind. It's a nice feeling; nothing beats a full night of sleep, especially with the gossip session happening tomorrow.
Jannett had mentioned something about prioritizing food for the Sisterhood, right? It was some entitled opinion like that- there seems to be a lot of those.
They wanted first claim to food, to branches...just so many claims to what the Sisterhood deserves.
Macaque quickly waves aside the thoughts, soothing the headache that'd begun to arise.
Who cares? he thinks, irritated. It's an issue for tomorrow.
For now he can rest on this nice...comfortable branch and get the best, most relaxing and much-needed bout of sleep he's ever had...
...
But what would the world be if not cruel to Macaque?
A hand smacks against his back and Macaque instinctively flinches, an excuse for holding a Sister's kid on the tip of his tongue as he whirls around.
Only, it isn't Martha's bared teeth and ugly snarl that greets him. His nose wrinkles. It's so much worse.
Macaque's lips curl as Wukong's hand sleepily taps at his fur again, the king clearly not coherent enough to handle this situation. Martha's kid had probably just spoken a little too loud and managed to rouse Wukong's terrible instincts that something was amiss.
A tiger could rip the king to shreds and he'd still ask Macaque what was going on.
"That's not ours, is it?'
Macaque can't help the way his cheeks flood with color, suddenly thankful it's far too dark for anyone to notice his embarrassment. He lunges for some form of retort, anything to recover from how flustered he is.
"No, Wukong. And he's not an it, he's Martha's son. Now go back to sleep you big lummox-"
There isn't an ounce of complaint, the other's hand going limp against Macaque's back at an instant. Macaque's eyes roll. Heavens above, why he entertains Wukong's attempts to make sense of the world around him will never have reason behind it.
The king can't even comprehend that Macaque might need a little help with getting the infant to go to sleep.
But it seems that by just lifting his hand, Wukong had done just that.
"Is that really King Wukong?"
For Martha's iconic "constant talker", Macaque nearly has to strain to hear the question that'd been whispered out. He can't possibly understand why there's so much trepidation in that small voice, the infant's limbs rigid against his chest like they were facing a snake.
Oh. Right. Because it's only time to be quiet when Wukong's involved.
Heavens forbid Macaque gets a bit of relief.
"Mhm," he whispers. As pissed as he is for Martha's hateful teachings, he could definitely use this to his advantage. "We've gotta be super quiet to make sure he doesn't wake up again, yeah?"
"I can talk quieter."
Goddamnit.
"That's cute, kid. But can you at least try to go to bed?"
"I can't!"
"Listen, Paul, I have a lot of things I need to do in the morning and if you keep talking then I swear-"
"Paul?"
Macaque’s limbs lock, frozen in place as his fur ruffles. Oh fuck, there's no way he just got this kid's name wrong.
Think, think, think, Macaque. You've got one more guess before this ticking time bomb explodes.
Okay, okay. Martha's the one that hates obscure names. She's had...fuck how many kids? Thirty? There's Paul, Jackson, Isaiah-
"...James?"
The infant blinks and Macaque can practically hear a loud buzzer declaring his doom.
"My name's Henry," Henry chirps. "Did you forget my name-? That's okay, Mama forgets my name all the time and confuses me for my brothers and sisters. Can you believe that! She's called me Jared before but-"
Ah, so much for sleeping tonight.
#lego monkie kid#lmk fic#shadowpeach#lmk sun wukong#lmk macaque#fluff#macaque's not allowed to sleep#gossip & groom au
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Dark Cacao Kingdom Characters Headcanons
Did I make this just because my obsession with them is rising sky high? Noooo definitely not. *hides my Pinterest home page*
Dark Cacao’s hair often gets in the way when he is trying to work, thus leading him to be able to style his hair in many different ways. Before Caramel Arrow began working as a watcher, he would often do up her hair, sometimes also doing up Dark Choco’s hair ( this would be before Dark Choco was banished, before he cut his hair short )
Affogato actually has quite a few scars from when he would still be wandering from kingdom to kingdom. Some of these scars are on his face. After he gained access to his current luxurious lifestyle, he began covering up said scars with makeup.
Their heights in order from tallest to shortest (THIS IS MY OPINION): Dark Cacao, Dark Choco, Caramel Arrow, Affogato, Crunchy Chip
DARK CHOCO GETTING BABIED BY DARK CACAO AFTER CHAP 14
Instead of leaving the kingdom after the chapter 14 events, Dark Choco stays behind to make sure his father is okay. He knows what Pomegranate’s magic can do and he doesn’t his father to experience what he experienced. Despite their (extremely) strained relationship, Dark Choco still cares a lot about his father and wants to try and mend their relationship.
Crunchy Chip was raised alongside a certain cream wolf, however due to their naturally shorter lifespan compared to that of cookies, it passed on when he was entering his teenage years. The cream wolf’s death was a huge hit for Crunchy Chip. But luckily for him, the cream wolf actually had a litter of pups a year before she died. Said pups are his current cream wolf squad alongside their own children. Crunchy Chip can and will die for them
On the topic of cream wolves, they are basically the pets of the entire citadel. Everyone, except Affogato, loves them and will often offer them treats or head-pats when passing by any of them.
(Continuation of the above headcanon ) Affogato is deathly afraid of cream wolves because the wild cream wolves would try to attack him when he was wandering around in the Dark Cacao Kingdom’s woods. Also he doesn’t want any fur on his clothes
Caramel Arrow is able to beat most of the watchers at arm wrestling. It’s especially entertaining to watch Crunchy Chip try to win against Caramel Arrow.
Scars. All of them have scars.
Might post a few more dark cacao kingdom headcanons if my hyper fixation doesn’t wear off
#caramel arrow cookie#crunchy chip cookie#dark cacao cookie#dark choco cookie#affogato cookie#caramel arrow#dark choco#dark cacao#affogato#crunchy chip#cookie run kingdom#cookie run#crk#crk headcanons#cookie run headcanons#dark cacao kingdom
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RW Headcanons Nobody Asked for but you get Anyway
This stuff is somewhat relevant bc of Monarch and my WIP fanfic/comic and such
Today's topic is Scavengers because they're probably the most developed things I have.
(Info under cut in case people do not want this huuuuge text block)
Biology
Scavengers are a live-bearing species of mammal-like creatures that are highly intelligent and social. I compare them to humans a lot, especially the humans in Wings of Fire (hilariously, also named scavengers). Don't worry, you don't need to read the books to understand it, it's basically just society before technology.
Scavengers typically have 2 pups, but can have more or less with varying rarity. Scavenger pups (called 'pups' or 'babies' by other scavs) are born with rounded bodies covered in a thick layer of baby fuzz. They're basically balls of fuzz with four little claw feet and a head attached. Speaking of their head, scavengers have somewhat pointed heads with a slight snout and a pair of flexible, cat-like ears on their head. Their spines are not present at all as babies, hidden by the fuzz, but grow in and show as they grow older.
Adult scavengers have thin, flat fur pressed against their body with long arms and legs, as well as fully formed spines, but are otherwise bigger versions of the scav pups. Some may display unusual traits, such as whiskers, additional claws, or extra sets of ears.
Hierarchy
Scavengers have a hierarchy structure that I loosely based on what is seen in fiction such as My Pride and Warrior Cats, as well as real pack structures in animals (namely wolves). In each region, there is a standing scavenger 'tribe' that go under unique names. Smaller tribes may exist within regions, but they do not get along with each other.
Tribes are named 'The Tribe of [X]', where X is some kind of description of their main territory (e.x. The Tribe of Endless Machines is the tribe in Metropolis). Sometimes, when rival chieftains address each other in a non-violent standings (To form alliances, discuss temporary truces, peacefully trade territory, or sometimes exchange members of the tribes), you can say 'Chief [Scav Name] of the Tribe of [Tribe Name]'
So, for example, the Metropolis leader could be addressed as 'Chief Ferocious Quick Thinker of the Tribe of Endless Machines'. Or just 'Chief Ferocious Quick Thinker'. Sometimes, rival scavs can also politely address each other as '[Scav Name] of the Tribe of [Tribe Name]'. Dee-Dee, for example, could be called 'Daring Double Whisker of the Tribe of Crystal Waterfalls'.
Each tribe has it's own chieftain with their own mask, though bigger and better tribes have more elaborate masks and are also the scavengers that commonly control tolls.
The societal structure is based on each member taking to their strengths to work to the best of their ability. At the top there is the chieftain. Scavengers can reach this rank through a few means, including (but not limited to):
-Ascending as a blood relative to a recently deceased chieftain (Must be direct blood and the tribe has to approve)
-Being appointed as a new chieftain (Done by the old one either when they step down or as preparation for when they die)
-Defeating a weaker chieftain in an honorable duel (Not always to the death, only accepted if the old chieftain had some kind of problem (not widely accepted, failed to protect the tribe in some way, had been badly wounded)
There's other ways, but these are the main ways they happen.
Below the Chieftain is their direct family (parents, siblings, mate, children), and then below that is female scavengers with pups. They rank high socially, and are highly protected by the tribe. Their mate ranks slightly below them, and all pups rank here as well.
Next are the majority of the tribes, being the normal scavengers who do tasks such as hunting, defense, running tolls, kill squads, scouting territory, etc. They're scavengers that are functional to the tribe. When they're not busy doing their tasks, they can be found reinforcing social bonds doing things such as cleaning each other or playing social games.
The lowest are the 'Maskless', young scavengers that have progressed past the baby stage but have yet to reach maturity. They have yet to get their adult names and modified masks. However, they carry similar tasks that the adults do, simply with less major tasks put on them. They are not sent out on kill squads and rarely sent out to defend, mostly being hunters or the last line of defense.
Stages of Life
Speaking of 'Maskless' and babies and such, here's how the scavs grow up and get named and such!
Scav pups are given short, one word or compound names that reflect their physical looks. Names like this can be things such as 'Fluffy', 'Fuzzball', 'Spike', 'Claw', 'Chocolate', etc.
Once they lose their baby fluff and their spines start to grow in, but before they are fully mature, they age into the 'Maskless' phase. During this, they keep their baby name as they begin to be taken notice of (their personality, skills, etc) to help form their adult name.
Finally, they get their name and mask when they reach full maturity during an elaborate ceremony for the individual. The chieftain appoints their new name, which is a three word combination. The first word describes their personality (Daring, Fierce, Restless), while the other two are a description of the skill or ability they're best at (Night Hunter, Gentle Giant, Flying Striker) Sometimes, they can also be physical descriptions (Double Whisker) or all three words can be the skill (Unrivaled Flawless Aim).
Their mask is also given to them here, which starts as a normal vulture mask that they are to carve and add to as they please during the ceremony. (Only real rules are that it can't be too ridiculous) Otherwise, it's really just a night of all the scavs having fun and taking the night off, probably eating the vulture they killed for the mask.
With their new adult names, most scavs also choose to take nicknames. These can be chosen or imposed by others, and have a wide range of what they can be. Some take parts of their name ('Unrivaled Flawless Aim' Flawless), others go by abbreviations ('Daring Double Whisker' DD or Dee-Dee), and some are nicknamed with their baby names ('Rushing Edged Glare' Dash)
Chieftans simply add the word 'Chief' before their name, and must always be addressed by their full name. (Chief Rushing Edged Glare)
At any time, they can always take off their masks, and of course as they move up ranks they'll also add to them (Like if they become an elite they can add more patterns, maybe pearls if they're really lucky). Their ears simply fold flat against their head when wearing the mask, and they use it for protection and secrecy when interacting with other tribes.
Language
Pretty simple, to me scavs communicate in three main ways: Body language, symbols, and their spoken language.
Body language is standard, mostly used between rival tribes since they dare not engage in pleasantries such as speaking.
Written symbols are mostly used as signs to others of the same tribe, as each makes their own symbols to signify different things. For example, if a hunting squad passes by a major threat too large for them, they might write symbols in their path to indicate danger and the need for a kill squad.
Spoken language, which sounds like various clicks, chirps, and squeaks, is most common in the same tribe and among close members.
Known Scav Headcanons
These are all my tribe names/chieftain/individual names for all known scavs in the game:
-Both GW scav tolls are owned by the Tribe of Lurking Danger, led by Chief Distant Lethal Finish. This tribe also owns one of the treasuries.
-The other GW Treasury is owned by the Tribe of Foul Sight, led by Chief Commanding Spear Master. The scav merchant in GW, named Bright Charming Gaze is part of the Tribe of Foul Sight as well.
-The Outskirts toll is owned by the Tribe of Flat Expanse, led by Chief Sharp Pinpointed Accuracy. They also owns the toll in Outer Expanse, making them the only tribe to own territory in two regions.
-Both the toll and Treasury in Farm Arrays are owned by the Tribe of Fungal Growth, led by Chief Unyielding Sixth Claw
-The merchant in Shaded Citadel, named Lonely Black Beard, is part of the Tribe of Infinite Darkness, led by Chief Perfect Glowing Eyesight
-The merchant in Sky Islands, named Leaping Aerial Ace, is part of the Tribe of Supposed Flight, led by Chief Delicate Iridescent Beauty
Das all for now =>
EDIT: I forgot to include how tribe names are, and some headcanons for existing scavs. Fixed!
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6x03 isn't up for me yet so let's complete my 6x02 recap that I never posted!
DADDY COP 2.0 FT CHOIR HECK YES
Ha that 100 in the title card is cute!
And ofc ABC will never miss an opportunity for some extremely in your face Disney product placement.
Nooo Henryyy (coincidentally, a Canadian airline went bankrupt last week and haunted all their ops less than 48hrs after announcing it 🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️. They really need to make some rule to stop airlines from stranding people by basically not giving any time between bankruptcy announcement and shutdown)
RANDY AND CHASTITY?!!!
Actually really great idea to have a wedding as episode 100 so you can get so many guest stars back for the special occasion.
Bruhh how are they supposed to get more catering, flowers, etc in ONE DAY?!
OF COURSE IT'S OSCARRER
Ma'am why didn't you immediately take your poor fur baby to the vet?
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! MONICA!!??? AGAIN?! FFS
Chenford being passive aggressive while Angela watches LOL
"no, ladies first" Tim are you scareddd 😂
I don't get the Hammer?? He'd rather 100% go to jail in a fight rather than just give them the ring and make a run for it???
"I have to look good in a dress tmrw, nobody cares what you look like" LMAO
Dude just destroyed his own apartment, too
EXCUSE ME TIM
DOWN ON ONE KNEE
HOLDING A RING OUT?!!
KDJDJDJDHDNRNDNFDBBBD
I love Harper & Lopez 😂
The... The florist just sold their flowers to someone else the day before a wedding just cuz they wouldn't answer the phone?? Don't they usually have a contract or something and yk take it directly to the venue???
NOT THE CAKE TOO what kind of awful vendors did these guys get stuck with for their wedding 😭
CELINA CASUALLY BRINGING UP CHENFORD WEDDING
"why not, your so good together" everyone can see it even though they've only officially been dating for a few months 😭
I love the way this scene is cut between the convos.
Yes Lucy you are projecting!!! Please acknowledge your own feelings instead of telling Tim he's not acknowledging his own 😭
"I need to show Harper what I'm capable of" "by baking a cake?" Aaron stole the words right out of my mouth
"or he's gonna say something that will make you want to kill him and he wants witnesses" NYLA LMAO
LIE DETECTOR TEST HAHAHA
Wow Lucy you didn't have to sit that close 👀👀👀
FIRST ON SCREEN I LOVE YOU LFG
Tim didn't you think to maybe test out the lie detector first???
Ok so on my first watch, I was really annoyed that basically everything was on Tim for their argument and his hesitancy about Lucy being detective. But after sitting with it for a week and remembering the end of s5, where we see Lucy be super excited, and he's obviously being supportive but he's clearly very stressed about it (couch scene. in that ep with Isabel), I get it. Tim does need to work through.
We had the opportunity to see chenford walk into a wedding TOGETHER for once but nooooo (ughhh Tim looks s goooodddddd) Lucy's like "oh hey :D wait no I'm still mad at you :(" :((((
Omg CELINA?! LOOKS AMAZING?!!! It's always so funny seeing the girlies out of uniform for the first time cuz they're like half the size XD
SLAY LUNA!!!! Awww Grey
I LOVE BAILEY'S DRESS
I'm crying the vows are so sweet 😭😭😭😭
Ah so the dancing was intentionally really awkward. Good job, James
Noooo Aaronnnn I thought you were going for her cheek djdsfj;aj;a;jak
CELINA RU INSANE THE ENTIRE SQUAD IS TWO STEPS AWAY WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL FOR BACKUP WHILE YOU GOT CHANGED?!!!
Um this scene is perfection?! Alicia Keys?! The no-words asking to dance? How Lucy immediately moves SO CLOSE. Lucy wearing THE RING!!!! I love how they always talk super softly about super important things while dancing at weddings 🥺🥺🥺
I LOVE YOU NUMBER TWO AND A KISS WE'RE WINNING!!!
Tim not wanting to let go but being forced to by Aaron!
LMAO Aaron "everyone was so worried, but I told them it's fine, you're solid". Love how everyone just casually talks about Chenford
CELINA WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL SOONER?! LIKE ON THE DRIVE THERE?!!
Damn everyone comes prepared with go bags?!
nooooo siriiii
Overall, great episode!!
#I know no one cares but me#But when you watch something alone#You just need to scream into the void sometimes#chenford#the rookie#tim bradford#lucy chen#eric winter#melissa o’neil#nathan fillion#john nolan#bailan#jenna dewan#bailey nune#nyla harper#mekia cox#angela lopez#tru valentino#aaron thorsen#celina juarez#alyssa diaz#richard t jones#wade grey#lisseth chavez#rebelcaptain watches the rookie#the rookie 6x02#the rookie 100#the rookie spoilers
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Please if it's not too much trouble either Tarzan!twins or Mc Warden twins content. Can be thirst, can be wholesome either is fine! ^^
Let's do some Tarzan!twins
First Contact
Tarzan!Emmet x reader
( yet another HTTYD parallel)
Cw: a Pokémon and Emmet were harmed in this sick, but you help them out. Emmet hurts you with murderous intent, my shitty attempt at angst.
As a member of the Galaxy Corp. Your job was not only to study and document the many kinds of Pokemon species in Hisui, but also to be that bridge between people and Pokemon.
The people of Jubilive Village seem to be open-minded about Pokémon however of course there will be some people who will never accept the thought of Pokemon being into their lives.
It was disheartening seeing so many giant Pokemon traps scattered about, shallowly buried into the ground like a Galerian stun-fisk, its serrated metal teeth trapping the poor limbs of any Pokemon that walked near the placed bait in the center of the Trap. In your old time... which was technically the future, you've only ever seen these traps rested and broken in museums or just pictures of them online; seeing them up close made your skin crawl. Granted, these are smaller but you had seen larger ones.
As you were digging up and disarming one of the Pokemon traps you hear a faint cry from farther away. Careful not to step on any more traps by accident you push past the Untamed vegetation. As you got closer the cries got louder, not wanting to scare the Pokemon into struggling against the Trap, potentially hurting itself more. Your stride slows to a careful prowl, until you are out of sight. Pokemon are very dangerous when an excruciating pain causes them to lash out. Being in Hisui was an all too grim reminder of how much more powerful Pokemon are than humans, as amazing Pokemon are, you can't say you blame the people of the village for being afraid.
Your hands gently touch the rock as you peek up your heart jumps in your chest when you see the flowing white fur and that ghostly glow—those piercing yellow eyes. You almost choked on your own air hiding back behind the rock.
"Zoroark..." you mutter under your breath. You took a moment to catch your breath.
Throughout all of your excursions you have not seen a Pokemon more vicious more violence than Hisui's chilling Ghost type Fox Pokemon...
Vastly different than the friendlier more mischievous ones in your home time, you have heard countless Tales of these creatures' pure malice against humans... The Galaxy Corp there's no stranger to these Fox creatures having an entire Squad hospitalized over one counter...
Cyllene say that these Pokemon are native to the cold Alabaster Icelands. What are they doing out here?
You peer back out from behind the rock... there were two of them, an adult and one cub. The adult's foot was caught in the same traps you'd dug up all morning. Well, the other one, the pup, although you are glad, didn't suffer the same fate; its neck was caught in a strangling snare which made your heart sink.
Dangerous or not, no Pokemon deserved this...
The pup's ears twitch hearing movement the bushes and grass wrestling it's yellow eyes giving a faint glow when it turns to face you, bearing its fangs and growling.
showing signs of aggression the poor pup was shaking, you had to tread carefully you had to show it that you are no threat you were familiar with the Zorua in your time... but these were different only it's appearance giving you an inkling of what it's typing is but not enough to unravel the mystery of the hisuian fox.
You couldn't risk the baby waking up it's injured parent you are in no shape for any Pokemon fight leaving your most powerful monsters at home a notorious bad habit of yours.
Then right as you remember something your hand reaches into your bag the Zorua watching your every move it's tail between its legs as its fur stands on end.
"I just want to help you... that rope looks painful, yeah?" You whisper calmly, pulling an Oran Berry out of your satchel. The Zorua is growling Sees; however, it still looks suspicious; sniffing the air, it looks at the berry and then back to you. Cautiously it tries to make his way over to you only to stop and it's tracks when bringing in pain the snare only getting tighter.
"its ok ill come to you..." normally you'd hate to get into a wild Pokemon's personal space but you had no choice inching forward to the creature as it lets you. Putting the berry on the ground in front of it you reach for the tight wire. The Zorua immediately noticing your hand flinches away it's whole body shaking as its eyes closed ready for anything.
Only to feel the thing around its neck gone the air coming back into his nose and snout.
It's eyes widened with its sudden freedom it's big yellow eyes look up into yours it's tail swishing idly staring and almost disbelief seeming to peer into your heart. Before you could reach out and touch it the fox pup barks angrily quickly taking the berry and disappearing out of sight.
Welp... first time you see a Zorua up close without almost dying and you end up scaring It Off in the end. You sigh to yourself. Only for the air to be sucked right back up into your lungs your whole body freezing when you hear a growl coming from the large body of fur.
The parent was waking up!
And it seemed to notice your presence. Your hands Shake playing with fire as you quickly grab onto the metal trap with all your strength pushing it open. You only saw a silver glimpse before tackles you it's hand wrapping around your throat and slamming you to the ground.
That's when you saw it this was no Zoroark...
This was a human.
Your speechless all these questions running through your head muddling your words it's silver hair flowing in the wind like a Zoroark long and Untamed. The man buried its fangs as he snarled at you his striking eyes like a pool of silver filled with that same bitter malice that you know all too well yet this one was different. Those eyes had something else in them. He breaks away from your gaze looking around until he spots the Zoroark cub the berry in its mouth free from its trap. His eyebrows furrow with confusion tilting his head towards the now broken steel and wire on the ground.
Noticing your eye straying to the Zorua he makes a sound akin to a bark scarring you into looking back at him. The hand around your throat tightening it's hold
And tightening
Cutting off your breathing you grit your teeth trying to hold out
The Zoroark man's hands begin to shake.
'damnit Emmet... Just do it... you are a Zoroark..!'
He couldn't... he couldn't do it! Looking into your eyes, it was evident you were just as scared as he was, and after seeing, hearing, and witnessing what you did for him and his sibling...he couldn't.
He lets go over your throat, roaring in anger. Before practically running away, trying to hide the limp in his leg tries to get as far from you as he possibly could despite the injury he had.
You just lay there trying to piece together what just happened, all the while trying to catch your breath. The Zorua pup along since disappeared.
Do you go to the Galaxy Corp? Would they even believe you??
The man was obviously hurt you feared of what might happen if the injury isn't treated sooner.
You breathe deeply, taking a moment to gather your bearings and thoughts, Before deciding to go after him.
#Ooh part 2 possibly?#tarzan!submas#tarzan!emmet#Submas#subway bosses#subway boss emmet#Pokemon emmet#pokemon emmet x reader#emmet x reader
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CHARACTER INTROS
Ludwig (21) is the oldest of the Koopalings, the leader, the second smartest, and easily the hardest worker and most talented. He has a lot of pride, and cares a lot about himself, but also cares a lot for his siblings, and does everything in his power to make them happy and keep them safe. Additionally, he is very proud to be a member of the Koopa Troop, serving Lord Bowser, and would be simply devastated to let him down by failing. Ludwig would give his own life to make his father happy.
He is a sky koopa, with wings for flight and hollow bones, similar to real-life birds, which makes him very light. Additionally, Sky Land's native language is German. Ludwig, although a fluent English speaker, spoke German for a few years before Bowser adopted him.
Lemmy (19) is the second oldest, but also technically the youngest, due to his breed aging super slowly compared to everyone else. He is more like 4 or 5 years old. Lems is considered "the baby" of the family, and is known for his innocent nature, bubbly, happy personality, and frequent naps. About 10 to 40% of his day is spent napping. The other 60 to 90% is spent doing flips and tricks, as well as playing with his siblings, who all baby him like he deserves.
Lemmy is a snow koopa. Known for their small statures, having fur instead of scales on most of their bodies, and the ability to see in the dark. Only about one of those traits is really useful, but the other two help him seem extra adorable!
Roy (18) is the Koopalings' strongest member, as well as one of the most passionate. He has many dreams he wishes to follow, and writes about them frequently. The most important of those dreams is that he wishes to fly. He is in training to become a pilot and patrol the air ships. But also, he wishes he could fly... naturally. With wings, like Ludwig. Roy wants, more than anything in the world, to have been born a sky koopa like his brother. He hates his own breed, and wishes he could've been ANYTHING else, but specifically, a sky koopa.
The breed that Roy is is a mountain koopa. Their bodies have many spikes everywhere, as well as a tail with a spiked ball at the end, resembling a dinosaur. Or something. Roy, sick of accidentally hurting himself and others, has ripped the majority of his own spikes out, and attempted to do the same with his tail. THAT... did not work.
Iggy (17), without a doubt, is the most intelligent of the squad, and spends most of his time in his lab, working on experiments and inventions. Other than that, most of his interests, hobbies, and personality as a whole are a mystery. He rarely talks, and doesn't open up about anything. If you do get to know him, he is a very polite, careful, patient young man. But it takes a LONG time to get to know him. If you are lucky enough to earn his trust, do not ruin it. Very few are lucky enough to earn such a privilege.
His breed is the forest koopa, which have very sharp claws. Perfect for climbing trees. Also, their scales and hair can change color, similar to a chameleon, to blend in with surroundings and hide. This, combined with his silence, means that there's always a chance that he is nearby, listening... But who knows???
Wendy (16) happens to be the only female of the Koopalings, but doesn't let that stop or discourage her from doing "manly" stuff with them. She is very sweet and optimistic, with many hopes and dreams. She loves seeing her brothers smile, and would do anything and everything to appease them. She is happiest when spending time with them, but can easily overpower them if they annoy or challenge her.
She is a sea koopa, which means that she has gills and fins on her body, can breathe underwater, and is an excellent swimmer. Some species of sea koopa live completely underwater, in a community, similar to the lost city of Atlantis. Wendy is... not one of those, fortunately.
Morton (15) is the Koopalings' friendliest member, yet simultaneously, the most shy. He is very jumpy, and gets frightened easily. He is most afraid of magic. While being trained to use a wand, an "accident" occurred, causing him to lose his left eye. He gets uncomfortable when I the same room as someone using magic, and refuses to use any magic himself. While he won't use a wand, he is exceptionally good at using any and all weapons, regardless if he's used them before. He has scarily good accuracy when it comes to throwing or shooting.
Morton is a sand koopa, which are very durable. They are able to go weeks or even months at a time without bathroom-breaks, eating, or sleeping. There are many variations and subspecies of sand koopa due to Sand Land being so big, but Morton's particular breed's most notable trait is being able to curl up into a ball like an armadillo. He does it whenever he gets frightened. While in the ball, he is practically invincible.
Larry (13) is the youngest of the Koopalings, and easily the most creative. He loves all "artsy" and "expressive" things, be it performing music, dancing, painting, fashion, or his main interest, acting. Larry is obsessed with the theater, musicals, drama club, and all that stuff. It is his hyper-fixation, and he could ramble on about his favorite plays for hours! But anyways. Creative. He's in charge of coming up with diversions and distractions. Y'know that cake scene from NSMBW? Yeah, that was his idea
His breed is a grass koopa, which unfortunately, does not have any interesting traits or features. He is what one might call... generic. Or boring. So Larry always does everything he can to stick out, be noticed, and get attention.
Jr (11) is the youngest of Bowser's children, although not a Koopaling. The Koopalings, for reasons that will be mentioned in a second, are basically Jr's body-guards, or as one might call them... "The Junie Protecc Squad." They go with him everywhere, and keep him safe from... well...
Bowser Jr, unlike his siblings, is not the offspring of two koopas, but rather, the offspring of a koopa and a human. Which is illegal. Positive interactions with humans in the Darklands are already frowned upon, but having a baby with one of them??? That is the worst thing you could possibly do.
There is a law stating that any child discovered to be half-human within the borders of the Darklands are to be terminated. Even if it's the king's son. And not even the king himself has the power to change this law until it expires. And until the law expires... Jr and his protecc squad just have to be careful, and hopefully everything will be fine.
#koopalings#ludwig von koopa#lemmy koopa#roy koopa#iggy koopa#wendy o koopa#morton koopa jr#larry koopa#bowser jr
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A friend implored me to share my KirbyOCs on here. x3 I have 2 but here's my favorite Agape.
I've had this Kirby OC since I was like 7yrs old lol. I very rarely ever drew them and just kinda rotated them in my head for years. I finally started solidifying their appearance and character design in the last couple years cuz I really wanted to join in on the Kirby fandom's love for their characters. >.< but I still haven't lol
Their name is Agape (ah-gah-pay), tho I'm sure I mispronounce it, which is the old Greek word for the love for all things, Aka ur instinctual love for even strangers and the want to see them happy. The reason u smile at a baby when they look at you or feel sympathy and hurt when u see someone crying.
Since Amazing Mirror was my first Kirby game, I'd tried making a Chip into a Star Warrior. I loved the Emerald Spray from the game as well so their base color is that emerald/mint green (but more pastel) and their fur is a creamy yellow. Their cheekies and eyes are a light pastel pink. Once Squeak Squad came out and the Animal copy ability was released, I was more excited for them. Their design has shifted a lot since then (their fur used to be a lil hoodie the way Animal's is) but this is their design as of now! :D I'm going to try and doodle some more so I can show their adopted brother too, which is actually just Kimyrn as an AU cameo into Kirby lmfaoooo
They were a medic in the GSA. Their inate power was that they can shapeshift into anything they've bitten/ate. Some of their favorites are to turn their fur into frosting or custard to give others a sweet treat. Because of their ability, before they joined the GSA, they were a bit of an outcast. People didn't trust them and since there is no way to tell if someone is themselves or Agape playing a game, people would grow resentful of Agape and the mistrust they sowed in the communities they lived in. They learned not to turn into others without their explicit consent, but it didn't stop the inherent distrust of their person. If a monster attacked and no one saw Agape, they'd often blame Agape for the attack. The GSA was on the chase for them, having believed these rumors of a monster that bounced from town to town / planet to planet trying to trick people into letting it live in their homes only to destroy it. When they finally caught up to Agape, scared and alone, it became clear that this creature just had the misfortune of having an ability no one trusted. Agape joined the GSA to finally have a community that would love and trust them... and they paid it forward in a hunderedfold.
Agape became a medic and a fierce warrior. What good was a medic that couldn't fight their way into a monster hoard to save you? They loved all their friends with such a sweet passion that the other Star Warriors began to wonder how anyone had ever hated them. Agape was always willing to comfort and cuddle others, especially the wounded were showered in affection. When the Kirby anime made the remark that Star Warriors give their Warp Stars to those that truly love them for protection, and that they would return to that person on their own, I started tangling Warp Stars in Agape's fur. I feel like their unconditional love for everyone in their community made people trust them with their Stars. Agape cares for each and every one of them in their care.
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