#cheetah cub ruby

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

.......cheetah cub ruby getting pointers from honey badger coco. Idk about what but this was also a scene in the book and I wanna see what you do with it.

I like it! WARNING FOR THE FOLLOWING DUE TO VIOLENCE and for the male readers, for the second-hand pain you are about to experience.

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Honeybadger!Coco: Alright, kid. If you're gonna look like me, you're gonna have to act like me. I'm not about to have my reputation be questioned because someone who uses me as camoflauge ran from a fight.

CheetahCub!Ruby: But I was born this way....

Honeybadger!Coco: Do you want to learn how to beat up bullies or not?

CheetahCub!Ruby: Yes, please!

Honeybadger!Coco: 'Atta Girl! I knew that tiger was teaching you some spunk. Okay, so when the "please leave me alone" and "this is the last warning, leave me alone please" doesn't work. Go for broke."

CheetahCub!Ruby: Go for broke? Yang's said that a few times.

Honeybadger!Coco: Yup, go for broke. No one expects the situation to escalate from zero to one-hundred with a cheetah cub.

-Later-

Hyena!Mercury: Hey, fuss-bucket. No big sister around today?

CheetahCub!Ruby: She's doing an animal ambassador show right now. Please leave me alone.

Hyena!Mercury: Whaaaaat? I'm not gonna do anything. (body checks CC!R over)

CheetahCub!Ruby: I'm not going to say it again. Please, leave me alone.

Hyena!Mercury: Or else what?

CheetahCub!Ruby: (sprints between H!M and chomps down on his testicles)

Honeybadger!Coco: (watching H!M screaming in pain and writhing on the ground with CC!R latched on like a bear trap) *sniff* I'm so proud of you, Junior Black Airforce.

[unreone]

Yall have seen my 2017 artstyle, now here's

2019 edition

Happy Tree Friends

Somber Wood Foes/Fiends

Personalities and motivations inverted

▪︎ Somber is the coolest antonym I found for Happy, Wood is a darker alternative for Tree, and Foes is the opposite of friends

EXTRACTED DESCRIPTION: Cub is finally a teenager but he still dies because of his father's negligence and clumsiness. He is really tired of the cycle and he desires to be in an opposite world where Pop would actually make constant efforts taking care of him. After an encounter with his opposite counterpart at the well, the two switches places to live the lives they think they wanted.

▪︎ Lye (Wolf in Sheep's Clothing) and Byte (Cheetah with headphones) are like Cub's classmates. They knew how Buc and Cub switch places so they'll do their best to try to make it nothing's out of the ordinary-

▪︎ This is the chapter's cover of Somber Wood Foes/Opposite AU that~~I never have the chance to write~~ I really adore :DDD

It features Cub, Frankly and Wifty

I called the white featureless creatures "Bases" because I haven't known the word "Generic Tree Friend" yet-

The Respectably Refined Readily Righteous Raccoon Rangers are the main helpers for Cub to adapt to the world.

▪︎ The ones with Crystal in it are really cool, her role is to like guide Cub around. First image is of Cub getting introduced to Inversed! Cuddles, Giggles and Toothy. Second image is Cub telling Wifty about Crystal. He's unsure of her existence since he is the only one who have seen her so far.

▪︎ I forgot how this chapter supposed to go but I rembe about Cub trying to survive the "executioners"

Featuring:

Flippy > Fiasco

(Fiasco is a bloodthirsty executioner whose goal is to have the most kills each day. He is quick, ruthless, and loves the creativity in his kills. He avoids places containing wholesome stuffs since he will flip into his little alter, Freaky.)

Russell the Pirate > Rascal the Bandit

(loves gold, hoards gold, will kill for anything that looks like gold)

Flaky > Ruby

(she doesn't have flakes, fearless, adrenaline junkie, uses her quills as weapons when needed, loves to compete on having the most kills for the day)

▪︎ These are AMINO art requests of the Inversed critters yeeee

[i-will-physically-fight-you]

A Singular Cog in The Machine Chapter 2

Chapter Title: Circuits and Wires

Summary: "It was pure logic when it came down to it. Why allow harm befall the others if Logan could stop it? Surely, it was much more beneficial for only one to be harmed than for all to undergo excruciating pain and misery. A broken cog is more easily replaced than if the whole machine fell apart."

Logan adheres to the belief that needs of the many far outweigh the needs of the one, the latter being himself. Or in other words, Logan tries to sacrifice himself for the sake of the others. Fortunately for Logan, they won’t let him get away with that.

Chapter Word-Count: 2k

Pairings: platonic lamp

Warnings: Whump, Referenced Torture, Panic Attack, PTSD, Zalgo Text (If you need a version without it let me know!), Nightmare, Blood Mention, Injuries, Strangling, Partial Amnesia, Angst with a Happy Ending

Prompt For Chapters 2 & 3: Anon asked “When one character doesn’t realize they’ve been accepted into the family/think of themselves as outsides, until they get hurt and everyone takes shifts watching over them and taking care of them. : Logan  or Virgil?”

Chapter 1 | Present | Chapter 3    AO3 LINK

Hey remember when seven months ago I said this would be only be two parts? Well I lied, it’s now three parts. Good news, I’ve already written the next part so you don’t have to wait another seven months for that one :’)

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ERROR. Systems crashed. Restart? 

Restarting...Restarting...Restarting

W̨̧̻̱͓͐̃̿͂͡Ą͇̦̳̓̂̊͠R̢͎͕͕͙̃̄͘̕͝Ṇ̨͎̮͑̌͘͘Ḭ̲̩̂̂͠N͓̬̺͌̾͐G̛̗̲͚̈́͒͗ͅ ͢͠S͈͓͒̃͜͠Y͈̓Ş͘T͕̖̀̑Ȇ̥M̟̳͐̀ ̀͜f͍̓ä̲́͢͞Í̮L̤̊URe̢̕

--ton! We’re losing him!

            Not….get him stabilized...

What          

                       Is                                 That? 

Logan! 

                          Can you… 

                                                                          hear me?

Activating Protocol L1G8N. All programs unnecessary maintaining system stability have been shut off.  Sequencing….Sequencing complete. Running diagnosis check. System is running at 40% its usual capacity. Initiating hibernation mode to ensure updates and system repairs can be achieved. Initiation Complete.

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“A cheetah can run up to seventy miles per hour. They are the fastest land animal on the planet Earth. However, this speed can only be maintained for a few seconds. For our cheetah mother, a few seconds is not enough to catch up to her prey. With defeat, she must stop and conserve her energy for a better opportunity to secure a meal for herself and her cubs. If not…”

A voice. Measured and methodical, soothing to the ears. He could not discern where it was coming from. It seemed familiar, something he could recall hearing previously. Yet that memory laid restricted in his memory-banks. He couldn’t access any memories, in fact.

Who was he? Where was he? He tried doing a visual scan of his surroundings but his bio-optics were down. No sight, just a voice within darkness. A tactile scan also failed, this time with a thousand red flashing warnings and pain. Crippling, debilitating pain. Like his hard-drive overheating, whirring with exertion but so much worse.

A different sound joined the voice in the darkness. A croaking, choking cry that belonged to a wounded animal. Not him, certainly not him.

“Logan?” Someone asks, speaking over the voice droning on about savannah wildlife. They grasp his hand and his whole system freezes. Expecting an attack, breach on his firewall and entire code. They simply hold his hand, in a firm, comforting clasp. 

“Hey, it’s alright, Brainiac. You’re here now. You’re safe. You’re never going back there, alright? Never.” The person said, running their thumb over his knuckles. He didn’t know what those words were referring to. He didn’t know who the person was--although they felt as familiar as the first voice. Perhaps even more so. 

However, he found it alleviated many of the warnings flooding his systems. The voice ensured security, protection against viruses and hackers. His own anti-virus program perhaps. 

He could not hold awareness for long. His systems drifted back into hibernation, into a murky nothingness.

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Running. He was running, lungs pushing for air and legs pulling forward faster than he’d ever gone. Sweat dripped down his brow, the biological coolant to prevent overheating. Like a cheetah, he couldn’t maintain this speed for long. He just hoped it was enough—

‘The probability of achieving success is 0.03%.’

In a very illogical move, he kept running. He supposed it could be blamed for the biological blood in his veins, to quote an idiom. Even if so, he was an android with a biological mainframe. The body he inhabited was not a part of his code. To claim such a thing would be comparable to referring to an automotive vehicle you drive was a part of your composition makeup.

“There you are!”

His thoughts and body slammed to a halt. A thousand eyes glinted with amusement. Tendrils sprayed all around him, cutting off any routes of escape. A smile full of teeth that was anything but friendly.

“Fascinating,” They crooned, a tendril gripping his chin, “You should be temporarily paralyzed right now, unable to move a single muscle.

“Yet here you’ve run fifteen-hundred yards and stand of your own free will. How did you do it? I must know.”

It was then his heart metaphorically sunk. Because he’d never been close to escaping. It’d been all part of an experiment and like a witless lab rat, he fell for it.

Logan didn’t respond, eyebrows narrowed in a gesture that might be seen as defiant.

The amusement drained from their eyes. “Tell me.” They demanded,  the tendril wrapping around his neck, tightening. “Tell me or I’ll hunt down your friends, one-by-one.”

No. He couldn’t allow that to happen. Logan tried opening his mouth but all that came out was a gargled squeak. The tendril was choking him now, cutting off his airways. As android as he was, he panicked. He couldn’t breathe, he was going to die, he was going to die—

“Logan!”

He thrashed and flailed, trying to get the tendril off of him. But it wouldn’t budge. It held him down, pinning him in place. Like a butterfly on a collector’s board.

“Logan, please—��

He growled, baring his teeth in a very primitive gesture. Whatever intimidation he hoped to gain was lost as liquid seeped against his torso. With it, came a stinging sensation worse than the time Roman unwittingly led them into a rancor’s nest.

“Oh fuck, Patton? Roman?! Get in here, he’s reopened something!”

Hibernation Mode Initiated.

What? No, he couldn’t go into hibernation. Not in the face of present danger.

“Override—” He croaked but it was too late, the damage had been dealt. The melatonin kicked in as the clamor above him grew louder.

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Scanning systems. Diagnosis complete. Biological tissues are 54% recovered. Estimated full recovery in one-thousand four-hundred sixty gala hours. ERRORrrrr memory files are corrupted. Restore? Warning! Unable to restore due to Protocol L1G8N. Restoring memory files could lead to instability within the systems.

OVERRIDE ALPHA-NINER-NINER

Protocol L1G8N disengaged. Restoring memory files…restoration complete. Cycles 1-10803 restored. Alert! Cycles 10741-10800 are unstable. 

A̛̦̞͖̩̤̣͖̭͈̪̯̞̩̱͖͙̩̟͉͌́̎̃̎̈̍͒̾̽̾́͐̐̓̾͘͢͜͝͡͞ ̨̬͔̺̬͌̔̀̀̃͜͝L̛͖̲̾ ̨̯̼̺̺͑̓̈̊͝Ę̧̡̨̛̩̱͓͉̗̱͇̯͓̪̰̠̠̼͍͓̩̼̻̜̬̜̺͚̟̪̗̜̦̱̬͇̰̖͖̫̆̈͒͂̔̋͛̉͛̈̏̃͆̆̇̅̌̉̀̐̓͂̑̈́̂̄͌͛̇͐̈́͂́͌͋̄̈͑͗͘͜͢͢͝͞ ̡͈̗̹͍̞͚̝͕̜̟͉̹̺̞̱̤̰̋͂̉̀͐̒̓̔͌͗̈̍̎̏̑̚͟͝͝͝Ṙ̨̡͎̤͕̲̞̬̲̯͙̙͙̫̖̺̠̫̲̬͚̩̯̝͋͒͋͑̋̅̐͗̂̍̐̑̽͛́̏̆̅͒͌͋̀̕̚͟͟͝͡ͅ ̧̢̧̢̢͇̲̥̻̝̹̟̱̗͇̦̟͎̥̤̲̭̤̤̟̫̩̱̘͍̥̼̰͎̍̏͐̑̑̎͑̾̃͆̀̌̈̈́̂́̃̓̈͊͌͛̉̀͐̋̎̄͆͑̚̚͘͟͠͠͞ͅT̨̨͇̞̳̞͕̭̪̝̜̼̬͖͓̩̗̩̲͔̦̜͖̭̞͚͎̰̹̦̰͙̣̞̠̥̪̔̑͋̂͂̓̌̐̾͒̓̋̏̔̄́̄͌́͂̈̿͐̎͛̀̄̀͊̋͑̕͘͘̕͝͞

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The first thing he registered was the dull, minimal amounts of data his pain receptors were sending him. Most likely some sort of analgesics reducing the amount of prostaglandins his body would produce. Or in other words, rather than his AI shutting off the pain signals, it was the cause of a painkiller. 

The second thing was the warmth radiating around him. Not from a blanket or the climate but from a warm-blooded body. Warmth could be a dangerous thing for him, both biologically and mechanically. Extreme amounts of it could kill him. This warmth was different. It was nowhere near the dangerous levels. If anything, the other person’s warmth seemed to keep him anchored.

His head rested against the nook of their shoulder, their arms wrapped around him in not a constraining but comforting hold. Objectively comforting, of course. His biological body needed tactile touch to survive. It responded out of its own vocation to it.

The third thing happened to be singing. Low and rumbly, sometimes off-key but not terribly too off-key. Some might argue it captured the song better than a classically-trained opera singer could ever hope to achieve. 

“Takka toya taya

Yul se umting kaiting

Ritka forka eyis

Yul se Arden fayee.”

It wasn’t GCL (Galactic Common Language). It took him a moment to register the words and translate them. It was Titekan. He cracked his eyes open but it found it useless when he was squished against the person’s shirt.

“Patton?” He asked, his throat throbbing in protest. It took more effort than it should to just speak one word.

“Logan! You’re awake?” A question for a question was hardly an actual answer. Still, it was Patton no doubt. He managed to crane his head back to look up at the Titekan.

“I think that is a rather obvious observation.” He grumbled, ignoring the dry, scratchiness of his vocal chords.

Patton laughed. Logan could feel the vibration of it rattling the other’s chest. It sounded...different than his usual bursts of laughter. Logan did not understand why. “Roman! Virgil! Look who’s awake!”

What? Logan hadn’t been aware of the others’ presences. Impossible, he always knew their whereabouts. It helped when one could track heat signals and had a connection to the ship’s circuitry. Perhaps he misheard Patton?

THUMP.

 Logan blinked, jostled by the sudden appearance of a mop of disheveled amber hair and curled horns. Ruby eyes shined up at him with unbridled glee. 

“Logan! My most obdurate, appalling, loquacious fiend of a nerd!”

“Ahh, hello Roman.” Logan managed to say in response. Roman beamed, his reptile-like tail whipping back and forth much like a dog.

“Whoa, careful with that thing, you could take someone out with it.”

Virgil. Logan turned his head to see the human standing there with his arms crossed. His figure slightly slouched, his eyebags significantly darker than usual and a few more grey hairs than when Logan last saw him.

“You are all acting weird,” Logan said, never one for subtlety, “Is something wrong?”

Roman’s tail drooped, as did Patton’s ears. Virgil just looked away, his head turned enough to make his expression indiscernible. 

“Lo, what’s the last thing you remember?” Patton asked, his voice soft and hesitant.

“I…” Logan stiffened, blood draining away from his face. Images flooded his central cortex, pulled from relevant memory files. Logan slipping out of the ship during the others’ sleep cycles. The thousand unblinking pale eyes. The images glitching, corrupted. The stabbing, burning, thrashing, drowning, strangling--the list went on and on. He retreated into his code. The simulations. So real, but never enough.

N̶̗̲̈́̆͊̿̓̕ ̶͍̻̲̉͌̈́̽̑͐͠E̵̠̰͑͊͑̌̔ͅ ̷̰̥̝̘̞̽́̇̌͑̚͝V̵͗̈́͊̚ͅ ̴̛͎̳̺̮͂͌Ę̸͙̫̂͂͌̽͝R̸͚̪̬̾̌ ̸̛̙̣͍̦̮͈̹̽̿͋̆͛͊Ȅ̷̜̮͙̚ͅÑ̴̦̙̭͘Ơ̶̧͖͎̟̽U̷̻̽̈̌̋Ģ̵̖̫͔͕̹̽͐͛̊̽Ḧ̸̲̹́̅́h̶͍̼͔͎̟̟͖̅͛͗h̸̻̘͔͕͖̦͍͒̈́͒̓̑̈́̾h̶̛̟͓̗͉͚̿̔

“LOGAN!”

He jolted, his heart beating wildly out of rhythm. Much like Virgil’s during a panic attack. That wasn’t right. He was a machine, his body no more than a method of transportation. No emotions, only logic. 

He didn’t lash out in anger whenever the others were mistreated (a lie). He didn’t panic when the others’ lives were threatened (another lie). He didn’t love the others enough to sacrifice his continued survival for them (an even bigger lie than the other two combined). 

“Logan, can you breath in for me?” A voice asked, gravelly and rough that it was so undeniably Virgil. He was confused. Virgil’s question indicated his breathing was not fine.

“Y-yyo--” He tried speaking, the syllables lost in shallow gasps of air. He jerked his head side-to-side, frustrated. His airflow was indeed erratic. The automatic breathing program was down, unresponsive to his pings. Unless the body was experiencing a heart attack or stroke of some kind, this shouldn’t be happening. 

“Don’t try speaking, okay?” A hand brushed his bangs away from his face, “Just breathe in with me, alright?”

Logan nodded affirmatively, liquid starting to dribble down his cheeks. Obviously a malfunction with his tear ducts. An internal count-down started as he inhaled with Virgil.

One-thousand, two-thousand--his breath cut short, too shallow and spluttery. There was a sob, shattered and broken.

“Hey it’s okay. Let’s try again, alright?” 

“You can do it, we believe in you.” Roman’s voice joined in. Patton didn’t say anything, but from the rumbling reverb of his chest, Logan knew he was there supporting him.

Logan wanted desperately to speak, to argue with them. Part of him wondered if this was another experiment. A test to see how he’d react to dying by asphyxiation. The others were simply fake, not real. They couldn’t be real--they’d promised--

“One...two...three...four.” The words broke through his internal processing. Logan knew them well. He’d spoken them to Virgil to help fight off panic attacks that snuck past his firewalls. Logan latched onto them akin to a shipwreck survivor holding onto driftwood in a raging ocean.

It was slow-going. Several times the waves knocked him back, almost drowning him. With each setback, came soft words buoying him forward. Eventually, his breathing stabilized, reaching the blissful metaphorical shore at last.

Logan’s eyes flickered between his three crewmates, surveying them carefully. There was so much he wanted to say. No, so much he needed to say. 

For possibly the first time in his existence, he was completely bewildered. If this was one of their experiments, where was the macabre twist? And it couldn’t be a simulation. Logan was always aware inside a simulation. He crafted them himself, after all. That left one option...reality.

Yet, that too didn’t make logical sense. Logan was the ship navigator and engineer; an important cog in the machine but one easily replaced. For them to go through the hassle of retrieving him...it just did not compute. 

He couldn’t express any of this confusion. His limbs became fraught with fatigue, his eyelids growing heavier by the second. He could not fight it for much longer.

“I think....I am falling unconscious.” He said, before doing just that.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Hello! I hope you're doing well!

I was wondering, can I ask for some more Tiger!Yang and Cheetah!Ruby sisters stuff? Maybe when C!Ruby is still a cub and T!Yang is taking care of her?

They're best sisters, even in big cat form, and I love them!

Hey, @set-wingedwarrior!

I'm doing well. Just busy with work, teaching, and a bunch of things starting up again. It's made getting online longer than a few minutes difficult, but everything is going well!

I hope things are going well for you! You can always leave an ask. It just might take a minute or two for me to answer.

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JuvenileTiger!Yang: (holding CC!Ruby in her mouth as she carries her through the zoo) Dish ish mine.

CheetahCub!Ruby: Yang, I can walk on my own.

JuvenileTiger!Yang: Ish a dong balk. You'll get tird.

CheetahCub!Ruby: I will not!

JuvenileTiger!Yang: Otay, if you shay sho. (puts CC!R down) Let's go, Rubes. We still gotta get to the amphitheater.

-15 minutes of walking later-

CheetahCub!Ruby: (slowly trudging along behind JT!Y)

JuvenileTiger!Yang: (trotting slowly onward)

CheetahCub!Ruby: ........Yaaaang?

JuvenileTiger!Yang: Yeah, Ruby?

CheetahCub!Ruby: ........I'm tired.....

JuvenileTiger!Yang: (stops and lays down) Climb on.

CheetahCub!Ruby: Yay! (jumps on and plops on JT!Y's back)

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Hello, Me again... this is a stupid ask for the "Big Cats AU" and I'm not expecting a blurb, just your thoughts. Cougars, while they can't "Roar" are known for their "Scream". While is supposed to sound like a woman in distress. So anyway the question is... has Jaune discovered this ability and has he ever used it to either prank the other Big Cats, or more in line to his character... used it to startle people away from the enclosures when they seem to be distressing the others (maybe in particular Lion!Pyrrha)

Like I said, stupid ask, that just popped into my head. Keep up the excellent work.

This actually helped me think of something to write, so I'll add a blurb here. Jaune doesnt' exactly have full control of his scream.

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Cheetah!Ruby: WHOA!!! Where did all these cougars come from?!?!?!

Field Trip full of kids pass through with a ton of mom chaparones.

Cheetah!Ruby: Oh, and the pumas too.

Lion!Pyrrha: Apparently the seven adults are Jaune's sisters, and all forty-three cubs are his nieces.

Tiger!Yang: FORTY-THREE?????!!!?!?!?!?!?!?

Panther!Blake & SL!Weiss: (balk and ears and tails go limp)

Lion!Pyrrha: Something about a family reunion.

Cougar!Jaune: (running away in fear) NOOOOOO!!! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS!!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

43 Cubs: (various ages and chasing C!J) Uncle Jaune! Come play with us! We need to practice our hunting skills!

Cougar!Jaune: WHY DO YOU HAVE TO PRACTICE THEM ON ME?!?!?!?! (climbs a tree to get away from the sea of cubs) Pyrrha! Help me! Bianca! Olivia! Rosmary! Karen! Aqua! Jade! Saphron! Control your cubs!!!

Tree: (bark gives way, trapping C!Jaune's claws as he plummets to the ground)

Cougar!Jaune: (does a cougar scream as he falls and slams into the ground)

RWBY: (wince as they watch the dust settle and the sea of cubs bum rush C!J)

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

White Rose Cubs: Big Cat AU

Cheetah!Ruby: (pacing outside of the cubbing den) Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh! Oh, gosh!

Tiger!Yang: Ruby, I know you're an anxious species, but try to relax. Blake is in there with Weiss and the Keepers watching on the camera to help her get through labor. She'll be fine.

Cheetah!Ruby: Oh, I know she'll be fine! I'm worried about me!

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (from inside the den, roars) RUBY, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!

Cheetah!Ruby: eep! (tries to sprint away only to get tackled by T!Y)

Tiger!Yang: Forced weighted blanket!

Cheetah!Ruby: (squirms for a few seconds before calming down) Oooooh... thanks, Sis. You're the best weighted blanket.

-Inside the Den-

Panther!Blake: Come on, Weiss. You got one out. You can get this one.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: I have no idea how you managed to push out three of these parasites! Much less that big one! I feel like I'm dying!!!

-One Hour Later-

Panther!Blake: (exits cubbing den and blinks at T!Y is still laying on C!R) Weiss and the cubs are doing fine. You have two beautiful cubs, Ruby. Congratulations.

Cheetah!Ruby: (perks up and bites T!Y's paw to get her to roll off and sprints into the den) Weiss!!!

Tiger!Yang: How did it go?

Panther!Blake: Honestly, there were three. The runt didn't make it, but Weiss and Ruby don't need to know that. The keepers took it right away.

Tiger!Yang: Oh, no... I guess that's what happens when a genetic miracle happens. Some issues.... That's a secret between us.

Panther!Blake: I need to see the cubs now, please?

Tiger!Yang: Of course. (walks P!B back to their enclosure)

-In the Cubbing Den-

Cheetah!Ruby: Weiss???

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (laying tiredly as two cubs nurse) In here, Ruby. Don't worry. I'm too tired to kill you right now.

Cheetah!Ruby: (grumbles in a chuckle and walks in. She gasps when she sees the cubs)

Blizzard: (snow leopard build, markings, and fur type but cheetah coloring)

Savanah: (cheetah build and markings but with snow leopard coloring)

Cheetah!Ruby: (lays down next to Weiss and gives gentle licks while purring) They're perfect. Maybe even more perfect than you. Hehe. I'm joking.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (huffs tiredly) You know what? I'm inclined to agree.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

... I have a bad idea but would Ruby or Weiss have any cubs or no?

Technically, no. Cheetahs are the only species in their genus, so they can't procreate with the other big or small cats. HOWEVER, this is fiction. I'm willing to bend the rules of Mother Nature.

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Cheetah!Ruby: Guys! Guys! Guys!

Tiger!Yang: What is it, Ruby?

Panther!Blake: (nursing the cubs) Is everything okay?

Cheetah!Ruby: I overheard the vet talking to Weiss's keeper. Weiss is pregnant!

Panther!Blake: That's awesome! .....wait....hasn't she been sharing an enclosure with you for the past month while hers has been under construction?

Cheetah!Ruby: (smiles)

Tiger!Yang: Huh... Not gonna lie. I did not think that was possible.

Cheetah!Ruby: I'm gonna be a daddy!

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Hello again!

I hope I'm not being greedy here, but that sisterly thing with Tiger!Yang and Cheetah!Ruby was so adorable! After what you mentioned about T!Yang stepping up as her feline caretaker, I was wondering how exactly that happened.

Basically, how was the moment they met and T!Yang decided that "Yep, I'm taking care of her now" ?

Hi there! No worries. The quick distractions are appreciated today since I'm watching my son post-surgery. Easier to respond to these than to sit and write a FF. It's actually pretty simple.

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Taiyang: Thanks for meeting with me on such short notice, Ghira. I'm at a loss with this one. I'm not good with cats, and I don't know what to do.

Ghira: (Sees trembling and crying CC!R) It's really no trouble, Tai. Unfortunately, we don't have any surrogates to put her with.... My knowledge of cheetahs is also a bit lacking. The youngest cat we have is Yang, and she's nearly an adult.

Tiger!Yang: (pokes her head in at hearing her name and sees CC!R shivering and crying. She huffs at the men in the room. Goes up to the cub, picks her up, and trots away) Yoink!

CheetahCub!Ruby: (relaxes immediately)

Ghira: ....Well.... I guess we do have a surrogate.

Taiyang: .....Why is your tiger named after my daughter?

Ghira: Why is the cub named after your daughter? Don't ask dumb questions.

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Okay, let's try sending this again.

Hi! So, I was wondering, how do Cheetah!Ruby and SnowLeopard!Weiss's act when their cubs are taken for the checks in? Are they more aggressive/worried compared to Tiger!Yang and Panther!Blake? Or more chill?

Hey, @set-wingedwarrior!

Good to see you got it to work! C!Ruby's used to all the checkups due to her genetic deformity, so she trusts the vets and is super chill about it. SL!Weiss, however, was born in an underground exotic pet trafficking and breeding syndicate. So, for her, vets mean bad things.

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Cheetah!Ruby: (totally chill for once) Weiss, my cloudy sky of the mountain tops, calm down. The cubs are fine! Even if Jaune was a bad man, which he isn't, our keepers are with the cubs. They wouldn't let anything happen to them.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (pacing and growling) I DON'T KNOW THAT.

Cheetah!Ruby: I know that. You trust your keeper. I know you do. The cubs will be fine. I promise. I've gone through plenty of checkups and come out just fine.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (still pacing but stopped growling)

Cheetah!Ruby: (gets up and rubs against SL!W while they walk) I might know what will make you feel better.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: What?

Cheetah!Ruby: A weighted blanket!

SnowLeopard!Weiss: A...what?

Cheetah!Ruby: (makes the adorable little cheetah chirps)

Tiger!Yang: (bounds in out of nowhere and throws herself on top of C!R and SL!W) WEIGHTED BLANKET TO THE RESCUE!!!!

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (stuck underneath T!Y, next to C!R) YANG, GET OFF OF ME YOU WATER BUFFALO!!!!

Cheetah!Ruby: Just let it happen, Weiss. (purrs and starts licking SL!W's cheeks comfortingly) Deep breaths.

SnowLeopard!Weiss: (growling but takes a few breaths and starts to calm down)

Cheetah!Ruby: Better?

SnowLeopard!Weiss: ..................Yes.

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So what's Cheetah!Ruby and SnowLeopard!Weiss’s origin stories, like did Jacque buy CC!Ruby from an exotic seller or something?

Cheetah!Ruby’s backstory is like Tiger!Yang's. Her mom was killed by poachers, and she was found by Taiyang at one of those pay to pet shows. Ruby managed to steal the cub, but since Tai already had P!B in the house he called Ghira for help. They met up, T!Y took the cub and ran. Instant surrogate mom/sister.

SnowLeopard!Weiss (along with her siblings) were part of an underground exotic pet market run by Jacques. Weiss’s mom was forced to give birth, and Winter, Weiss, and Whitley were the only surviving cubs in their litters. When Weiss left the family, she brought the leopards with her to Menagerie Sanctuary.

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I read about the thieves trying to get the bumblecubs (big mistake), and I had a thought: wouldn't Cheetah!Ruby and SnowLeopard!Weiss's cubs be a more valuable choice? Since, you know,they're a genetic miracle and all of that?

So, what if some thieves thought about that and tried to kidnap them instead? How would C!Ruby and SL!Weiss handle it?

(thank you again for all the cuteness of this au, I love it so much!)

I mean. Yeah, but cheetahs are kind of...wusses. My big thought was that I wanted to show off how scary P!Blake and T!Yang were. I can do a quick part 2 for the White Rose Cubs. Snow Leopards can actually be scary.

Thanks for the support of the AU!!! It's always nice to hear folks give it a little praise.

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Thief 1: (covered in bandages) Okay... This time we're a shoo-in.

Thief 2: (missing an eye) Dude, I swear to every god in every heaven of every religion that if you get us nearly killed again, I'm leaving you to get eaten.

Thief 1: Don't worry. One of the parents of these cubs is a cheetah. Those things are the pussies of the cat world. We can manage that.

Thieves: (sneak into the White Rose cub den)

Blizzard & Savannah: (shuffle to a corner)

Theif 2: (hears a growl and looks at the entrance) .....Oh, no....

Thief 1: What? (looks at the entrance)

SnowLeopard!Weiss:

Thieves: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Cheetah!Ruby: (sprints in, grabs the cubs, and sprints out to snuggle them elsewhere where they won't see the carnage)

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So what's Honeybadger!Coco's reaction to being a god mother to Blizzard and Savanah

Cheetah!Ruby: Hey, Coco! Thank you so much for all the help when I was a cub! Can the cubs call you honorary Aunty Coco or is that going to ruin your badass reputation?

Honeybadger!Coco: (silence)

Cheetah!Ruby: ......

SnowHare!Velvet: Don't worry, Ruby: She's super honored that you would ask.

Cheetah!Ruby: How do you know?

SnowHare!Velvet: Lift her sunglasses.

Cheetah!Ruby: (lifts HB!C's sunglasses)

Honeybadger!Coco: (eyes misting up)

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okay, now I NEED to see now leopard weiss and cheetah ruby's cubs

Hi anon! You asked this with another anon, so I hope you don't mind me using one to cover both.

Here you go!