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aethien11-blog · 9 months ago

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NOTE: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. (Also, I’m a sappy, silly, dork at times. Sorry not sorry.) I took some liberties when it came to JJK as I’ve only seen the two seasons on crunchy roll and kinda ran with it. Sorry if that’s upsetting.

The boys reactions to learning their s/o has been kidnapped

Fem Reader x : Sakuna, Megumi, Nanami, Itadori

WARNINGS: use of ‘naughty words’, mentions of blood, rape, mutilation, death, violence, and possible spoilers.

RYOMEN SUKUNA

The King of Curses was phased by nothing. Your presence (or lack of) wasn’t that important. He could go a day without you, without thinking of you.

Ryomen snarled. And yet here he was again for the fifth time this hour wondering how much longer you planned to take. Just how long did humans need to visit family for anyway? What was so damned special about it?

“Great One!” Uraume immediately knelt beside him.

“Uraume?” His four eyes blinked once before, “Where is y/n? Waiting my room?” It was a pleasant thought but his battle instinct said otherwise.

“Forgive me, Great One. Lady y/n,” Uraume stiffened.

“Don’t keep me in suspense,” he snarled.

“Forgive my error. Lady y/n was taken, my Lord.”

“Taken?”

Maybe it was fear, maybe a blush that lit Uraume’s face. “Yes. Lady- lady y/n sent me away briefly so she could speak with her family. Apparently, I make them uncomfortable.” It was only a moment but it felt like an eternity passed before she spoke again. “I should have sensed it. I apologize for my error, Great One.” “What are you yapping about? And where is she?” Ryomen roared.

It was impossible to still the tremble that shot through her body. “I don’t know where she is, Lord Sukuna. Only that she sent me away. I stepped to the door, heard something, turned and she was gone. Every member of her family were slaughtered in that moment.” Uraume trembled again. “I don’t know, my Lord.”

“Her body was not among the dead?” It didn’t hurt. He wouldn’t say that. His chest just moved weird when he asked. It wasn’t like his heart could actually hurt over this.

“She was not, my Lord.”

“Hm. I should have figured. You would have brought me a corpse at least, if that were the case.”

“Your trust is flattering, my Lord.”

“Hmph. Find out who took her and what they want. You have one day.”

“My lord.” Uraume disappeared from his sight quickly then.

Yes. It didn’t matter if you were gone a whole day. He wouldn’t allow it to affect him but hell was coming for the creature that disrupted his plans for the evening.

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“Wow. I’ve seen stupid before, but you’re something else.”

“Ssshhh ut up, human.” The creature’s hissing speech was irritating enough but if this thing thought it stood a chance. “Or I’ll shh, cut out that ssstupid tongue.”

You giggle. “As if. Lord Sukuna will turn you into kibble.” Briefly you scrunch your brows before wondering out loud, “I wonder if Uraume has fed his pets yet today.”

A blade appeared, pressed to your lips. “Sssssh ut it!”

You can’t help but smile and lick the flat of it. “You don’t stand a chance.”

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

“Why are we being called in?” Megumi asked in his usual uninterested tone.

“The higher ups have a stick up their ass and they want us to pull it out…probably,” Gojo sniped before finishing with a grin.

Megumi rolled his eyes. One day, his teacher was going to step too far and those same higher ups were likely to come down on him but today wasn’t the day…probably.

The doors came open as Megumi, Yuji, Nobara, and Saturo stepped close. “There is no time for greetings. Seat yourselves and let’s begin.”

“Well, nice to see you too,” Saturo Gojo sniped with a smile. “Whaddya got for us?”

Heavy sighs echo through the small room before a woman’s voice said, “Watch.” On a screen on the side of the room, a newscast was being played.

As soon as the reporter switched to the scene behind them, three sets of eyes turned to Megumi. He didn’t notice. His eyes were glued to yours looking up him through the screen.

To say Megumi was used to loss was fairly accurate. He accepted loss was a part of every mission and pretty much expected it… but that was no excuse for you to go and get yourself captured by curse user.

The demands were that one person alone was to deliver their required ransom for you (another cursed object that should never leave the school) or they would turn you into their newest curse. Worse, they made the demand publicly, ensuring the higher ups couldn’t just sweep their request (and you) under the rug.

What none of them expected was that Megumi would volunteer to be the one to deliver their ransom. Or that he would have a plan to get you back without having to give up the cursed item.

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These fuckers were in for a hell of a surprise. You weren’t worth anything and you knew it. Just some orphan left in the care of the state to manage a life that had thus far amounted to little. For fuck sake, you only graduated high school last year and who in their right mind tries to take a cafe barista as a hostage. These guys were nuts.

But hearing what they demanded and their threats just riled you. No, you weren’t worth some great value but you’d be damned if they were doing a single thing to you without a fight.

KENTO NANAMI

The steady clack of keys on keyboards was near deafening as the entire office echoed it. Blank faces stared at bright screens as the sun sank behind the horizon. Another day of boring repetitive garbage.

Nanami stood from his desk, collecting his things in his usual slow and perfectly controlled manner. At least y/n should be ready by the time he got there. He had worked a little late, but then, you usually took an extra minute to close up shop.

Nanami smiled to himself as he lifted his briefcase and slid his laptop in. You always made him a special set of bread as the last one of the day so it would be fresh and warm even after you both got back to his apartment. Maybe he should ask, no no. He shook his head and set his usual expressionless face back in place. No need to think of that right now.

Kento set his briefcase in the back seat before sliding into his car and starting it. Safer that way. You had a tendency to ‘chuck it’ into the back seat if it were in your way. The edges of his mouth curled into a smile. Anyone else and he would have been ticked about tossing an expensive laptop about like that but when you did it, it was cute. And even if it weren’t, the grin you give him after certainly was.

He barely managed to get the grin back under control by the time he was pulling up to your shop only to freeze as he parked. The glass door was shattered, the shop inside showing obvious signs of a struggle.

Nanami felt like his blood was pumping through his body at several miles a minute then. On the outside, Kento was entirely calm as he slowly unbuckled and stepped out of his car. Only those that knew him would notice the difference. The way his fists tightened, the set of his jaw, or the measured gait he adopted as he stepped through the broken entrance.

His eyes scanned the scene and picked up the single scrawled note with ease.

“Want her, come get her.”

The paper crumpled in his fist before he shifted his attention to tracing the energy. They would pay for making him work overtime.

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Much as you would love to (continue to) tell these guys off, one of them had already stuffed a sock in your mouth and duct taped it there. That didn’t really stop you though as you continued to hurl insults through your gag.

“Geez. If this guy doesn’t hurry up, I’m gonna kill the broad just to shut her up,” one of your captors grumbled.

“Mmm mmnnnm mmm mm.” Your attempted snarl did little through your gag, and it wasn’t like you could fight back now. These jerks may be asses but they knew how to tie knots. Between the chafing on your upper arms and wrists, you had tested every way you could think of to get loose and were only too glad you had worn pants today instead of a skirt.

YUJI ITADORI

Having adopted his mentor's distaste for meetings, Yuji trudged into the room with a heavy sigh. “Do we have to?” he whined.

You could just give up control and I could kill them all, Sukuna suggests amiably but Yuji ignores him.

Nobara slaps the back of his head. “You already know the answer to that. Sit down.”

Megumi barely managed not to smile before taking his seat. He blinked owlishly for a moment before the friendly wave confirmed his suspicion. “You’re here too?”

Yuta smiled. “Yeah. I’ll let them explain everything.”

“Must be pretty big if they called both of you here,” Yuji said with a grin as he looked between Yuta and Gojo.

“You know it. Three first years are missing after being sent in and we’re going to go save them,” Gojo stated.

Sighs echo around the room. “Let’s begin the actual mission brief.” All eyes shifted to the screen. Typed out quickly was the message from Tengen. “Earlier this morning, three first year Jujutsu students, Eimo Makito, Rugi Kamisari, and y/n, were accompanied by two third years, Panda and Toge Inumaki, to subdue or suppress whatever was causing the disappearances over Lake Tazawa’s area. The reported incidents originally listed this as a Class 3 curse at best, but with our newest information, we believe there may be more than one special grade at work, making it appear lower to continue to deceive us. We can no longer rule it out.”

Yuji had stopped reading at your name and his eyes were glued to it until Megumi elbowed him lightly to draw his attention back to the meeting.

You’re okay, right? This doesn’t mean you're dead. Just that….you’re missing.

“We currently do not know if any of the students are alive or not. The veil we placed has been encompassed by a stronger one and we have no way to get information in or out.”

“So we’re going in blind. My specialty,” Gojo stated with a grin.

Yuta chuckled beside him. “We can handle this-”

“I’m coming too,” Yuji shouted and everyone stilled before Gojo’s chuckle released some of the tension in the room.

“Plan to be a knight and go save your princess?”

“It’s not just about y/n,” Yuji stated, though his blushing ears decried otherwise. “Panda and Toge are there too. We have to save them if we can.”

“You know they might already be dead.” Gojo just wanted to make sure it was clear, that Yuji wasn’t holding out hope on this one.

“I won’t believe it until I see it.”

“Gre-at,” Megumi sighed and face palmed. “It's the detention center all over again.”

“Sorry, Itadori,” Yuta began. “But you can’t-”

“I’m coming too,” Yuji repeated.

“Nuh-uh, kid,” Gojo said standing up. “I’ll let you come with us, but you are staying out side the barrier, you understand. You want to make sure everyone is safe, that’s fine. But you will keep yourself and Sukuna out of that barrier, clear?”

Despite the blindfold being on, Yuji could feel the blue eyes of his teacher boring into him.

Finally he sighed in defeat. “Fine. I’ll wait outside the barrier. But,”

“No buts, or you're not going and I’ll leave you chained up here.”

Yuji’s silence to follow was taken for acquiescence.

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You blink your eyes open to an unfamiliar sight. The barrier above you seems almost black and the shimmering in it makes you want to vomit after looking at it for a moment. Like staring at trees outside a moving car window. You roll and tuck your left arm up. You're able to move it but the bone in your forearm is definitely broken.

Your eyes land on Panda as you sit up. “How’s he doing?” you whisper through the pain.

Panda smiles sadly at you. “He’ll be fine. Just needs a bit to get his throat to stop bleeding.”

“I’m sorry, Toge.”

Toge shook his head and smiled sadly at you. “Bonito flakes.” It even sounded choked and you felt your eyes water. He must be in incredible pain.

You three were lucky. Eimo and Rugi weren’t as fortunate. You had to come up with some kind of plan to get out of here, but if these two didn’t have anything how could you?

“Fuck!” you curse under your breath.

“Salmon.”

That at least got you to smile and you can tell that was his intention. You would get out of this. Together.

Again a quick and sincere thank you to Miss Vry (@vrystalius) for helping me with tags :D

#jjk #jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #fushiguro x reader #nanami x reader #itadori x reader

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random-cockroach · 3 months ago

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What’s your favorite thing about Rung?

Either design wise or character wise.

I think he’s delightful and very interesting and you are who got me into the character

Oh I need to slowly get back in shape, using Rung as a slow door lever ahah There are several types of characters that I like and Rung's type holds a special soft place in my heart, took some time for him to beat his way through to there Design-wise I actually prefer many other characters, Rung is very pleasant to draw but something in his design still seems strange and off to me, but orange color in him is what I would never change I am yapping under the cut, which I do very rarely and almost always I read characters wrong, so don't look at me and don't bite me XDD

Character wise ~ I have a clear pattern of choosing my one favourite character who gives me a peace of mind: "loser" who gets beaten up by life but they still love their life and little things in it and keep pushing for us to find out how many traumatic layers under their smile is. They act passive in this life and try to not get in problems but problems find them and they have to finally act to deal with it because it is on the way of their calm life or events go against their world view. (Counts on fingers favs: Rosemaine from Ascendance of a Bookworm, Xie Lian from Heaven's official blessing, Shen Qingqiu from the SVSSS, Charlie from comic "Humor me", Kim Dokja from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, Prince Myshkin from "The Idiot" by F.M. Dostoevsky, now Rung got added which I didn't expect XDD)

I've been scrolling some plots that are made with Rung, usually they orient around Rung's depression episode because he kept too much in himself, angst rotated around him getting forgotten which is very much yes. But he canonicaly is scared non the less and even more to forget someone. This is the most scariest thing for him - to forget someone like people always forget you. He never changed his look while others kept adding new kibbles and so on because he is fascinated by the nature of their creation. He can't appreciate enough how they were born with iridescent metal and moving gears that made them alive, with the spark beating where their heart is. I honestly can imagine him as a highly altruistic person once he went online who likes to create memorable things that he personally encountered with his hands. Not shutting up about that particular piece of the pillar and what a gorgeous angle it has, telling compliments every random transformer passing him by. He might have been a handicraft master before he got interested in psychiatry to make sense of himself. He had a patient he was very close with but he died and he kept the negligence a secret because otherwise he couldn't be a psychiatrist anymore. He loves people, he loves to help them, he grew up through many events we never saw for him to be able to forgive anything. Transformers are highly social beings and being left alone is almost identical to being dead. Rung is still alive because he found a place where he won't be left alone for plenty of time, just like Swerve dealt with his problem but Rung has a stronger character when it comes to this. *sigh* Rung has so many things in him that could be rotated more interestingly outside "forgotten" angst. He likes to pretend that he is a good character reader, beside the fact that he is a psychiatrist he could be tangled in some manipulation machinations. He could be a mysterious undercover revolutionary in the Functionists Universe if he wasn't trapped that time. He knows 70-80% of the Cybertronians and they don't even know he exists, most of them were his patients, imagine if he wasn't a good character, something happened, well congrats he can get half of the Cybertron into a trauma shutdown with his data, and he would have enough tools, he was making controlled flying prototypes of arcs, he clearly could do more advanced accurate little things. I don't even talk about his "advanced quirks" like immortality. If he could control it even if he is clumsy and losing a limb damn much hurts, he could get out of so many situations. Imagine escaping out of somewhere by relocating your body parts, or only the head to get out.

I dearly love him as a sweet and calm character, I need such characters more in my life when I need to calm down, at the same time I love when such characters do something that can lead to their death out of stupid (but important for them) purposes XDD

#rung #rung idw #transformers #Ahhhh I wish I was better at writing and understanding characters #I am fascinated when people make something interesting out of something simple #Yet when I try it's... how??#There are so many things that can be done with so many characters in transformers I don't want them to get stuck in only one way

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your-shining-light · 19 days ago

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Yapping about queer characters & ships in honour of pride month, part 5: Goldenheart 💛

If you have any suggestions for characters/ships you'd like me to make a post about, please let me know! (doesn't have to be canon!)

So in a previous post (part 2 of this series) I already yapped about why I love the movie so much, so I’m not gonna do that again, (although I definitely could) I’m just gonna head straight in and show our favourite knights some love!

Some headcanons I have to offer:

Once everything has settled down and Bal, Amb & Nimona can start to live a normal life, Ambrosius decides to let his hair grow out because he no longer needs to fight. Washing and braiding Ambrosius’ hair becomes one of Bal’s new favourite pastimes.

Ambrosius & Ballister decide that they no longer want to be a knight because it was too big of a reminder of the old & fucked up system. Ballister becomes an inventor, developing all kinds of cool stuff to make their kingdom more accessible & smoother working. Ambrosius accepts a position in the council leading the kingdom where he’s the head of the department of inclusion & equity. He highly values Nimona’s advice, and she’s a well respected member of the council, even though she doesn’t actually work there. (She’s more than a thousand years old. She can do whatever she wants) As much as she pretends that she doesn’t care much for ‘politics and that kind of stuff’, she comes to council meetings quite often, and when she’s there, she’s the most vocal and passionate member. Now that she has a chance to make a difference, she’ll grab on to it with both hands!

Nimona will occasionally help Ballister around in his workshop and give him ideas. They’re either brilliant or just batshit crazy, there’s no in between.

On Sunday mornings, either Ambrosius wakes up early to go to the bakery and buy everyone’s favourite pastries, or Ballister bakes a giant stack of pancakes. The rest of the morning is filled with nice food, lot’s of coffee and chocolate milk (Nimona thinks that coffee tastes like shit), sweet lingering kisses shared between Amb & Bal (with the necessary disgusted looks from Nimona), and chill time on the couch with a good movie, or each their own book. Sundays are their ultimate relax days <3

About a year after Nimona’s return, Ambrosius finally asks Ballister to marry him. It’s cute and simple, he takes Ballister to a nearby lake to have a picnic and make a boat ride under the light of the moon, and there, surrounded by nothing but the peace and quiet of nature, he gets down on one knee (on the little boat, which makes him almost topple over, but he manages to save himself before they both end up in the water) and asks for Ballister’s hand. (He says yes, of course) What Ballister will never know is that Ambrosius and Nimona teamed up to find the perfect ring, the perfect location and plan that they wouldn’t be disturbed by anyone else that evening. They kibbled a lot, but it also deepened their bond. Turns out, they’re not that different, since both of them care deeply about Ballister and Nimona is also pleased to find out that Ambrosius isn’t above the occasional creation of chaos.

At their wedding, both Ballister and Ambrosius wrote almost an entire freaking bible on why they love each other. Their vows were cheesy as shit, but for one time, Nimona let it slide. Maybe because for once, she had also written something a tad bit cheesy, about how grateful she was to have found two loving dads and how happy she was that they finally had their big celebration. Of course she’ll also make a joke about the whole ‘arm chopping is not a love language’ thing. She’ll probably say something like: ‘they finally figured out there are other, healthier ways to show someone you love them than chopping of limbs, so congratulations to them!’

As Ambrosius’ and Nimona’s bond deepened, they started to pull pranks on Ballister. They’re never about scaring him, but they always find a way to slightly inconvenience him, or they just do something super silly, like putting googly eyes all over the house. It always manages to get a good laugh out of Ballister.

Of course Ballister and Nimona will pull the exact same shit on Ambrosius. One time, they put all of his socks together with another completely random sock. We’re talking about a long, red sock with yellow rubber ducks matched with a short blue one with sharks on them. Ambrosius walked around with the most mismatched socks on earth for a solid month. Jokes on him for owning that many different socks and being too lazy to undo the damage his husband and his daughter Nimona did.

Ambrosius sings in the shower. Loudly. Completely off key. In response, Bal will put on the heaviest of heavy metal on the loudest volume possible, which is usually accompanied by Nimona singing (screaming) along. It always ends in some sort of sing-off. Not about who can sing the best, but who can sing the loudest and can be the most annoying as possible.

On another note, in the evening, Bal and Amb will sometimes dance to super cheesy love songs, like full on waltzing in the living room. Whenever that happens, Nimona will shout: ‘I’m going for a run!’ and then leave the house. She DOES NOT have to see that shit.

Songs Bal & Amb would slow dance to:

‘I Want It All’ by Duncan Laurence

‘I Won’t Give Up’ by Jason Mraz

‘All of Me’ by John Legend

‘Fire On Fire’ by Sam Smith

‘You Are The Reason’ by Callum Scott

‘Somewhere Only We Know’ by Keane

‘My Love Mine All Mine’ by Mitski

‘The Book of Love’ by Gavin James

I’d also like to give a shout-out to Ballister’s puppy eyes! I’m thoroughly convinced that Bal’s well aware that Ambrosius can’t resist saying no to them, so he absolutely will abuse that knowledge any time he deems it necessary 😆

LOOK AT THEMMMMM

Ughhh I love them so much 😩❤️

A very happy pride month to them, and to you lovely people too! 💗🏳️‍🌈

#nimona #nimona movie #pride month 2025 #pride month #happy pride month #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #goldenheart #ballister x ambrosius #fictional characters #queer characters #movies

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kibble-2 · 1 year ago

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one hug from kirishima, except it’s not a hug you get from a stranger but a hug you get from your best friend you haven’t seen in years whos love language is physical touch and squeezes you so tightly and doesn’t pull away until you pull away first, would cure over half of my problems rn.

#i love kirishima so much omg #kibble writes bnha #kibble writes mha #kibble yapping #kirishima eijirou #kirishima #mha #bnha #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha x reader #kirishima x reader #bnha eijiro kirishima #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader

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pupsmailbox · 1 year ago

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DOG︰WOLF ID PACK

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#pupsmail︰id packs #id pack #npt #name suggestions #name ideas #name list #pronoun suggestions #pronoun ideas #pronoun list #neopronouns #nounself #emojiself #dogkin #dog therian #puppykin #puppy therian #wolfkin #wolf therian

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parkcivconfess · 7 months ago

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omegaverse. who do you think would be who?

okay this is one of the best asks of all time im serious. read more below because i like YAPPING

🎼. NOTES

* the parkour god is the ultimate alpha, passing his title down to evbo! the entirety of pkciv is, technically speaking, his territory / pack. though he's not very picky about it. thought he was actually an omega for awhile, he was just a late bloomer in presenting

* omegas, betas, and alpha's are all disproportionately balanced across the level's. omegas are often dehumanized as they're usually noobs. the fighter level mostly consisted of beta's or unhinged alpha's

Evbo – he don't rlly gaf cause to him parkour is more important but definitely an alpha because he's the main character. people don't often take him seriously when says that he's an alpha, though. he doesn't care much about those label's and treats everyone equally. is very protective of anyone he considers to be in his pack

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Evbos Neighbor – one of the many omegas in evbos pack (his neighborhood) that he tries to protect. he's a really sweet alpha okay. all of the noobs, excluding the old man, we're either betas or omegas.

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The Old Man – an old alpha who's pheromones don't work anymore but he still got it. teaches evbo how to be the best alpha he can be. him and the parkour villain were both mates in an alpha4alpha relationship before the parkour villain became evil

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The Parkour Villain (ClownPierce) – evil ass alpha that misses his mate cause he died. wanted to take over the world with his fated mate and was DEVASTATED when he said no

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EMF – definitely a beta that (very poorly) fakes being an alpha. it works on the pros really well but in the alpha dominated society of the master level, he's so out of place. humbled by evbos alphaness.

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Seawatt – presents as a powerful beta (or alpha depending on who he's with) using fake pheromones / perfumes to mask his scent. he's actually an omega and really ashamed of it. chronic user of heat suppressants and really REALLY needs to listen to his body. afraid that no one will take him seriously if they find out he's an omega. let evbo take care of you please

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Evil Champion – definitely an evil alpha that fights with evbo for his territory but loses everytime because plot armor.

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🪐. BONUSES

* these are character's / youtubers that aren't in pkciv, in different civs / other's videos, or friend's with the creators. also some that i just felt like adding !

Mysti – an omega in Tabis pack! nests with Tabi and reassures her that there's nothing to be ashamed of.

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Tabi – a strong alpha woman. enough said. hates the way female alpha's (and just females in general) are treated in society by male alpha's. owns a territory and pack #girlboss. nests sometimes with Mysti because she finds it comforting but is high-key ashamed about it. overworks herself.

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Grox – nobody knows what he is exactly but he's really evil and his 200+ charges of slavery certainly don't help his case.

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Joll – beta but can change his presentation to basically anything due to prolonged use of the infinity dungeon's.

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Kibble – is an actual dog and does get personally offended by the omegaverse. really cute though so ig he's okay to be here.

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Golem – he's a golem so he doesn't fit under the same classifications / requirements that, say, Joll does.

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Conk – a fucking talking rock. he is so big and so dumb. looks into the sky

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brightdarkness-2013 · 6 months ago

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Chapter 5: Prowl Gets His Name

Summary: Prowl gets real food and a name. And Mayyyybe Blasters not so bad.

I was a bit confused when a knock sounded on my door the next morning. No one I knew bothered to get up so early as ten am. I and all of my current friends were night owls. So I ended up sneaking around close to the floor to peek through the window to see if it was someone that I wanted to see. If someone saw my shadow then they’d know that I was home for sure, car or no car. Then I’d have to answer it. Upon peeking out I saw that it was Blaster and breathed a sigh.

“Warn me next time. I was paranoid my neighbor was coming to complain or something.” I breathed when I opened the door.

“Whatever, whatever. It’s not like you’d answer your phone if I called you.” He answered, shoving past me and into the house.

“So what do you want.”

“Well my dear friend. I have brought actual cat food.”

“What? Why?”

“It’s less expensive than just feeding him meat for one. Two, you can’t just keep feeding him whatever. Ain’t good for him. Cats have sensitive digestive systems. So here you are. Kitty Kibble and some soft stuff. Steeljaw used to love this flavor. Gravy and beef and in second was tuna and cheese. I got a few other flavors like shrimp so we could figure out what he likes best. All animals are different.”

“Are you serious. You know you didn’t have to-”

“Of course I did. You don’t know anything about animals. You wouldn’t have known where to start with picking good cat food. All you’ve ever had on the brain is music and mischief. Now go get the old scratching post out of the car. I’m gonna feed him.”

“Why me?”

“Because Steeljaws old scratching post is heavy and I’m not going to carry it all the way up here. So go. Make yourself useful. By the way we need to name him!” He shooed me away.

I didn’t bother trying to argue with him. I did owe him for doing all of this for me in the first place. So I went down and got the old post. The old rope that wrapped around it was worn, but still in decent shape for having that huge monster of a cat that was Steeljaw using it once upon a time. When I had finally managed to get the thing in the door I noticed that Blaster had helped himself to something to eat as well.

“You need more variety for pizza pockets.”

“I happen to like that flavor.”

“It’s disgusting.”

“Then why are you eating it?”

“It’s food and it was there. So lets go. Names. I don’t want to keep calling him cat and kitty.”

“Uh, I don’t know. What do you name a cat?”

“Well usually you pick a name that suits the animals personality. Or just a name you like I suppose.”

I took a moment to think. An animal’s personality? I hadn’t really thought about animals having individual personalities before. He was white. Ghost? Too eerie. I hadn’t ever felt afraid of it. Snow? Too gentle. It had fought and almost killed that trash robber of a rat opossum. Maybe going by fur color was a bit too simple. I thought of how it had always come back no matter how many times I had scared it away. How it had been peeking around the side of the garage every night. Always waiting.

“Prowl?”

“Why are you asking me? If you think its good then we’ll call him Prowl. You’ve spent more time with him than I have so I don’t know what he’s like. He’s your cat. Now lets celebrate with a real pizza.”

“You’re still hungry?”

“Of course.”

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Just what was it doing now? Was it trying to practice hunting on its own? It was far too clumsy. I’d have to give it lessons on how to stalk its prey too when I felt better. This was ridiculous. Then its den opened up again and in came the sibling. They were yapping again. Couldn’t they ever be quiet? I gave a soft huff and watched as it left its den leaving me alone with its sibling. Said sibling went into the area with the cold floor and started working on something. I watched him in silence, still a bit wary from our last encounter. Then I smelt it as well as saw it. Ah. Food. It was feeding us again.

“Here kitty maow. I got you some good stuff.”

It set a strange looking food in front of me. I was grateful for not having to move to actually get my own food, but this was one was far too nice. Giving away food so often, it had to be starving itself. I’d have to work on this one too. It’s hunting skills were fine, but this would not do. That’s two creatures I’d have to teach now. That would have to come later though.

For now I had to eat and heal. It smelt fine, but it looked strange. It leaked a strange substance. Was it some creature I hadn’t been able to hunt before? Something too large? Something too far from my territory? I licked at it carefully. Though cold and not freshly caught it was good. Very good. This one was forgiven for its behavior the last time we met. I briefly glanced up when it returned to its den with an odd item. That wasn’t food. Did it seriously go out to hunt and come back with something that Wasn’t food? It really was hopeless. But at least it had the other one for now. I really had my work cut out for me. But so long as I kept getting this to eat then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

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#brightdarkness #fanfic #prowl #transformers blaster #blaster #transformers prowl #transformers jazz #jazz #cat!prowl!#catprowl

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gamerbot-22 · 5 months ago

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Working Up an Appetite

Prompt: Dinner

TW/CW: none, barely proofread and I appreciate spellchecks!

Word Count: 392

A/N: Hehehe I love Asta so much. I was really surprised to learn she’s only got the two stickers when I was making the dividers for this post like she’s so cutie patootie what do you mean?? And barely any GIFs??? Also this was inspired by my new puppy and how she’s definitely part Tasmanian Devil—

Likes and Reblogs appreciated and Requests are Open! Read this story on Ao3 here!

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The dividers in this post were made by @/gamerbot-22 (me!) ☆

“Peppy! Dinner time!” Asta rattled his bowl full of kibble, listening out for the pitter-patter of his little feet on the ground…

…But there wasn’t any.

Asta walked out of her office and rattled the bowl again. “Peppy? Come here, boy, it’s time for—“

And then they locked eyes. There was Peppy, halfway down the hall, stance wide and ears flattened. In his tiny little mouth, clenched between his tiny little teeth, was a little pink plastic rectangle. Asta could see the chip shining from where she was.

The air was heavy, the atmosphere tense. For a split second neither of them moved. You could hear a pin drop if you were there.

And then, looking right into Asta’s eyes, Peppy crunched the card between his teeth.

“Peppy! Drop it!” She set the bowl down so fast she couldn’t tell if it tipped over itself as she moved to save her card from him. Of course, that just made him think it was time for a healthy game of tag, so Peppy turned and started dashing off down the hall.

“Peppy! Peppy sit! Bad dog, no!”

Peppy yapped with his mouth full, fast as a shot down the curves and corners of the HSS’s floor plan. A couple times Asta lost sight of him, but he’d always come back a little bit to give her hope, to keep the game going just that much longer until they finally made a full lap around the Station.

Asta’s lungs burned, her entire legs hurt. She nearly collapsed against the wall beside her office. She’d lost Peppy again and it was really starting to look like she’d have to put in an order for a new card. It was going to be inconvenient for sure, but this was the price of letting Arlan take some time off.

“Ruff!”

There was the clatter of something hitting the ground, thin and flimsy. Then she felt something cold and wet press against her ankle. Peppy sat down beside her, head tilted cutely to the side like he hadn’t done anything wrong and had just taken the roundabout way to return her card. There was definitely teeth marks in it, but it should still work, right?

Asta sighed, relieved the chase was over. She stepped on the card to be sure of that. “Now do you want dinner?”

“Ruff!”

#Rosie Writes #Asta #Peppy #Honkai Star Rail #HSR #Honkai Star Rail fanfic #HSR fanfic #Honkai Star Rail Fluff #HSR Fluff #Daily HSR Ficlet

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lil-sys-space · 3 months ago

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INTROS — LITTLE ONES & CAREGIVERS

(Intro to big selves linked in names)

——————————Our Little Ones——————————

Neb (he/they/it/any)

Age regressor, age dreamer, pet regressor

Age regresses to 4-5 - pet regresses to golden retriever puppy

ESSA || Lioney the lion (he/they/it/plush/roar)

Likes to talk - enjoys reading - usually plays with plushies - has trouble communicating at times - loves to color and paint - likes to talk to self and plushies - enjoys singing - hasn’t found a CG

Max (no pronouns)

Age regressor

Age regresses to 3-4

ESSA || Rex the dinosaur (no pronouns)

Quiet - shy - likes dinosaurs - cuddlebug - enjoys things to fidget with - likes more organized play - is a follower - plays with dinosaur toys - finds comfort in CG Penny (she/her)

Ashen (she/they/it/that/pup)

Pet regressor and CG

Pet regresses to a wolfdog pup

ESSA || Pringle the minecraft rabbit (hy/bun)

Talkative (in yaps and barks) - a bit moody - playful - mouthy/biter - likes having something to chew on - crawls around - puts anything and everything in mouth - social - loves to play with CG Assassin (he/him)

[REDACTED] (she/it)

Ageless/child - sys little

ESSA || Mochi the calico cat (she/they/paw/purr)

Nonverbal - uses ASL to communicate

Quiet - reserved - constant state of dissociation/derealization - likes alone time - enjoys coloring - prefers to play by recognizing patterns and sorting - enjoys numbers + math - sticks to CG Beelzebub (he/they/buzz)

Stimmy (he/they)

Ageless/child - sys little

ESSA || Squiggles the seagull (it/sea/squawk)

Hyperverbal - loves birds - asks a lot of questions constantly - difficulty sticking to one task - very energetic - always seeking STIMULATION - will go on and on for hours about birds - stims a lot (usually flappy hands and head wobbles) - likes going on nature walks with CG Ashen (she/they/it/that/pup)

Kiri (he/him)

Age regressor

Age regresses to 5-7

ESSA || Sharko the hammerhead shark (he/bite)

Quiet - shy - sweet - prefers quiet spaces - loves to watch shows (such as Bluey and Zig & Sharko) - likes keeping things neat - impure regresses more than others in the system - best friends with CG Mineta (he/him/hy/hym)

Lily (she/her)

Sys little - elementary age

ESSA || Mello the alpaca (he/fluff)

outgoing - smart - likes to learn - loves playing pretend - likes to read fiction - enjoys coloring - likes to go to the beach and swim - likes to play with CG Jordan (shi/hir)

Angel (they/them)

Age regressor, pet regressor

Age + pet regresses to a wolf cub

ESSA || Fitz the coywolf (he/reed/bark/buck)

Communicates nonverbally when regressed (pointing, babbling, howling, etc.) - uses a teether - always sleepy - absolute cuddlebug - likes wearing oversized jackets belonging to CG Eve (he/him)

——————————Our Caregivers——————————

Penny (she/her)

Max’s caregiver

Helps soothe Max when Max regresses - always gets Max chocolate milk - gets Max Rex and some blankets and reads to Max - always up for cuddles

Assassin (he/him)

Ashen’s caregiver

Gives them plenty of pets - grabs her goldfish as kibble replacement - brings it outside to walk around + play - encourages pup to pretend hunt using Pringle - provides tough foods for that to gnaw on

Beelzebub (he/they/buzz)

[REDACTED]’s caregiver

Silently reads books with her - always offers physical contact when its derealization gets too much (it helps her with grounding) - allows for a safe space when it is getting overwhelmed - plays card games with her

Ashen (she/they/it/that/pup)

Is both a CG and a regressor

Stimmy’s caregiver

Reads to him - tells made up stories - tells them all about birds - lets him feel her wolf ears (not pictured) - brings them many things to fidget with (Ex: rubix cube, marble mesh, feathers, etc.) - makes sure that he does not front when we drink caffeine - plays pretend with them all the time - goes for birdwatching walks

Mineta (he/him/hy/hym)

Kiri’s caregiver

Allows him to let his emotions out without fear of judgement - brings proper equipment to soothe him (Ex. headphones, Sharko, etc.) - allows Kiri to completely communicate his needs before speaking - makes the bed very comfy so that he can cuddle and read - always tries to cheer him up

Jordan (shi/hir)

Lily’s caregiver

Loves to make up fairytales - plays house with her a lot - brings her swimming whenever possible - does her hair - plays with their ESSAs - tells her all about the ocean

Eve (he/him)

Angel’s caregiver

Plays dress up - always finding new ways to make them smile + laugh - goes outside with them to look for bugs - gets a ton of snacks for Angel - amazing at finding distractions

#little intro

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