#weasel creature commandos

[multi-fandom-imagine]

HE IS MY SON

I WILL KILL EVERYONE AND THEN MYSELF IF HARM COMES TO HIM

[fanged-fanfics]

Ummm…… Weasel x child turned weasel reader?

Hear me out…

An alternative universe where the Weasel managed save one of the kid and evade custody, but he accidentally bite the kid and the kid transformed into a weasel-creature like him

☆ Two Of A Kind — Weasel & Child! Gn Reader HCs ☆

Genres: Platonic, Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || Warnings for mild angst

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 From the very millisecond you got dropped off at the jail and entered his sight, Weasel didn't let you out of his vision. He could tell who you were by your scent, and he didn't leave your side since that first flicker of recognition entering his damaged mind

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He did everything with you— walking, playing, eating, anything he could do to stick by your side. If you wandered off he'd gently nudge you with his head or snout in the right direction, or simply pick you up by your scruff

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He can't really comprehend that he's what caused this to happen to you, but he knows you're different now. In occasional moments of clarity he may gently nudge at you while whining, trying to communicate worry and remorse

ᯓᡣ𐭩 The wardens have tried to separate you two before, but Weasel nearly took a whole hand off of someone's arm before that could happen. Not even the other monsters could pry him back. You were his kit, and you weren't going anywhere

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'd occasionally drag you over to the other Commandos to get them to pay attention to you in a 'look! Look at my kit! This one's my kid!' kind of way

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You started seeing the same therapist as him, and you soon began having some sessions together since you seemed to give him some mental clarity, more than any picture or scrap of newspaper had

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He shares everything with you. Every bit of food, item, anything. You immediately become the center of his world, no matter how small or disorienting that perspective may be

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You tried to occasionally engage in play with him, the typical friendly roughhousing. You were confused when he didn't seem to reciprocate and would instead nudge you off or disengage entirely. Really it was more that he kept having flashes of memories to back then, when this all started, when you were just a friendly face that wanted to welcome a monster. He can't bear to feel like he's making the same mistakes

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He always sleeps curled around you, or he tries to. He usually ends up in some insane twisted napping shape eventually, but he never strays far from your side regardless

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Any dangerous situation he senses, you're the first one he's picking up to safety. Sure he's mauled people in front of you before, but he still makes sure when he can think properly that your safety is top priority. Be expected to be grabbed by the scruff immediately

[little-miss-fandom-freak]

Hi there!

This is my first time asking so I'm sorry if I ramble too long

I'm just about caught up with creature commandos, and to say The Weasel's backstory broke my heart would be an understatement 😭

So could I request The Weasel [and the others cause yes] rescuing and taking care of a child reader who coincidentally looks similar to the girl he was trying to save?

[Bonus if said child is a telepath so they can communicate with him]

WEASEL MY BABY 😭😭 I was drenched in tears after his episode

Note: IM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN POSTS BTW! Finals week is coming up and I've been studying and finishing projects. Once it's over with I'm sure I'll be back to posting more frequently. Also The Commandos are on a mission that is septeate from the shows main storyline

Weasel Adopts a Kid

The Commandos weren't told much about their next mission, they were simply told that there was extraterrestrial activity that needed to be handled quickly and quietly.

It was everything but quick and quiet.

The large, gray beings had destroyed everything in their path. The day was full of pure chaos and destruction. Once the extraterrestrials were defeated and were collected by Waller's team, the Commandos were put on damage control duty.

Flag kicked down a door to one of the many half-burnt down flats, making sure no civilians or their bodies were stuck inside. Weasel scurried around as usual, smelling and licking everything when he froze.

"Help..."

A faint, small voice echoed in his mind. His nose picked up a scent. A human scent.

He went racing for the back, Flag called after him before running to catch up. In the back of the kitchen was a broken stairwell that likely once led to a basement, however now it was fully caved in with rubble. Without a second thought, Weasel began to dig.

"Wease, what the..." Flag stopped to catch his breath until he realized just what Weasel was doing. He quickly moved to help the creature, pushing a shoving the larger rubble that Weasel couldn't. Underneath a large bolder lied a small hand. Flag felt his lungs tighten in fear before he jumped to twords the hand and began to help Weasel move the rocks.

You didn't think you cry for help would reach anyone, but when you saw the faint light creep through the cracks, you couldn't help but feel relief. Whether it was help from a person or from the gods above, you were simply thankful to be soon out.

The space around you began to close in as you felt a tug on the back of your shirt; Weasel was carefully dragging you out from beneath the rubble and ran it off the building with Flag calling him from behind.

Just as the three of you escaped the building, it's lower structure began to crumble inward. Your vision was blurred from the tears and dirt in them, but as your adrenaline rush died down a and your eyes began to drop, you used the last of your energy to thank your saviors.

"Thank... you..." A small voice rang in Flag's head that made a chill rush down his spine. He looked around, trying to figure out the source of the voice. Then it hit him.

He looked down at the little kid and thought one thing.

Metahuman.

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You slowly began to awake, the feeling of a soft bed calming your nerves. As your vison returned to you, you looked around the unfamiliar room. It looked like some kind of campsite; the walls were clearly a tent, and the bed beneath you was a fancy cot. You tried to think of the events that happened before you fell unconscious, but you found your memory running blank. You began to panic, your eyes frantically moving around the room as you tried to remember anything before the ceiling caved in on you.

Your vision began to blur from the tears, your breaths became shortened as you began to hyperventilate. A fluffy feeling rubbed against your hand, you flinched at it's touched. Looking to your right, there was that creature that had saved you.

"You... you're the one who saved me..."

The creature looked up at you with big eyes, nudging your hand as an attempt to call you.

"What's your name?" You asked in it's mind. Even in his head he responded in chatters, but you were somehow able to understand him.

"Weasel? That's a funny name." You mentally said with a small smile.

Weasel chittered some more as he crawled onto your cot, plopping his big head into your chest as you scratched a spot behind his ear. As you two calmly lied there, the entrance to your tent opened. Walking in was an older man and a very tall lady with staples on her face.

"Is she okay?"

Bride flinched as a small voice echoed in her mind. She looked around the room until her eyes landed on the little kid on the cot. Their big eyes stared up at her; they were filled with wonder and curiosity, two things she's never seen in the eyes of another before.

"So this is the refugee you snuck into the base?" She asked Flag as he made his way to you. He ignored her question as he sat in the stool beside your bed. He smiled softly down at you as you slightly coward underneath Weasel.

"Don't worry kid, there's no reason to be scared. My name is Rick Flag, I'm a general for the US Military. My team and I are only here to help. What's your name?"

You stared at him in silence before you spoke in his mind.

"I don't remember."

He flinched at the echoing voice, but tried not to show his shock. "Don't remember, huh? Well you're clearly a metahuman, so that's a start."

You stayed quiet, your small grip tightening slightly around Weasel. "I'm scared Mr. Flag."

He sighed slightly, his heart aching at your situation. He placed a gentle reassuring hand in yours, his thumb lightly grazing the top of it as he tried to comfort you.

"It's okay, kiddo. We're going to help you. I have some friends that want to meet you, they want to see if they can help you remember who you are."

The light in your eyes shines a little brighter, excitement filled your mind as you quickly say up. "Really? You can help me?"

He chuckled at your eagerness and excitement. "We're gonna try our best. C'mon, why don't you take Weasel outside and play fetch? My friend and I need to talk."

You quickly hopped off your cot and ran out the entrance, looking back every other second to make sure Weasel was behind you. You found the biggest stick you could find and began to play fetch with your new friend Weasel.

Back at the tent, Flag and Bride stood watching you play. He couldn't help but feel guilty for taking part in the case of your situation, even if he and his team were only trying to help.

"You're not really going to bring her to Waller, are you?" The Bride asked, breaking the silence.

Flag sighed as he kept his eyes on you. "I can't leave her here, and we don't know the length of her power. Shockingly enough, taking her to Waller is the best option."

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I hope you enjoyed this and if you have anything you would like me to personally respond to, message me or put it in my ask box because as of right now, Tumblr won't let me respond to comments :)

And I would like to apologize again for not writing as much, I get really stressed during finals weeks.

[cartoonbudartz]

Cartoons meet the creatures

[nightmarecleric]

All I need from Creature Commandos season 2 is Weasel constructing a complex legal testimony via those talking dog buttons.

[fleeglefazbeagle]

Ok, so, I came up with an EXE concept while listening to Shinto and Shitno(I'm serious) yesterday morning.

Meet Wezlee!

[If you can guess what character it's based on WITHOUT looking at the tags, you get a cookie! :3]

What's its deal you may ask?

I unfortunately haven't thought of anything at the moment...

Here's some basic info:

•Pronouns are it/she.

•Gender is transneu(AMAB), censari, alexigender and xenogender.

•Orientation is panromantic, hostiamantic and asexual.

•She has AuDHD, hyper empathy, PTSD, sensory processing disorder, an anxiety disorder and is mute.

°It communicates through text boxes, writing and sign language.

°When communicating through text boxes, the text is a bit funky in a similar vain to the Wonderland text in The Walten Files and the text is often accompanied by her chittering.

•It's about 6 ft tall.

•She's adult coded.

•A dIrTy bOoTLeG!/ref

•Permaregressed to a young kid age(possibly 5-12 years old) and pet regresses to a puppy and and a kitten.

•She means absolutely no harm, I promise./srs

•It has a more messed up form but it barely uses that form unless it's to scare some jerk away or under serious stress.

[void-lioness]

My thoughts on Creature Commandos

They all.....kinda didn't deserve to be locked up?

I mean, The Bride was on the run from Frankenstein's Monster, who stalked and has been stalking her for, what, a century or so?

Yes, she comes off as and is a violent, stone cold bitch, but she's also hurt. And so she has and uses that tough exterior to make sure she'd never be hurt or feel powerless again.

With Weasel, no one knows where he came from. He was just randomly hiding in some bushes and befriended a group of kids until some hick got the wrong idea and ended up getting them killed. And the one little girl Weasel was trying to save still ended up dying due to the cops shooting at the "weird hairy monster."

G.I. ; He was literally just following his programming. He was made for killing N*zis and didn't know how to fully adjust to a time of peace. However, he somehow wound up at meeting full of men who had N*zi ideals, which, again, G.I. was programmed to kill. So, he was doing his duty.

Dr. Phosphorus had a more than justifiable crash-out.

Yes, he did get mixed in with some bad people. However, he was creating something revolutionary. But those bad people wanted everything he was working on for themselves and for war.

And yeah, Doc became a crime-lord for a bit but he had lost everything. He lost his wife and son, got framed for killing his wife and son, had his research and work taken from him and then was thrown into a machine that had near nuclear levels of radiation thinking that it would kill him, instead it gave him the ability to destroy his destroyers.

And you should always beware a man with nothing to lose.

And finally, Nina. Oh, Nina.

Out all of them she literally should not have been there. SHE DID NOTHING WRONG.

She was screwed over the moment she was born. Her lungs being on the outside of her body, her mother leaving her and her father when she was a baby. Had to be genetically modified in order to save her life, got relentlessly bullied because of her appearance, and saw her father get shot and killed in front of her.

Now, those are solid reasons for her to either crash-out or be extremely jaded, but she didn't and she wasn't. And unfortunately, she had died needlessly because of it.

Overall, it was a good show and hope there's talks about a season 2.

[rootbeerrex]

RAAAAAA ANOTHER CREATURE COMMANDOS DESIGN WOOOOO IM KILLING IT TODAY!!!! This on is for weasel my beloved...... I'm so so proud of this design actually I think it's really accurate to his character and I'm so happy with the way it turned out. This is part of my abstract dc series, and specifically one of my creature commandos designs! I have Nina's up already, and I'll hopefully be posting my designs for the other Task Force M members soon! (as always, click for better quality!)

[creaturefeaturecommando]

I want to make a betting pool on what happens in the last episode so bad

My top bets are

1. Princess Ilana kills weasel either on purpose or accidentally

2. Weasel defects from the commandos and joins the wolves

3. Nina drowned one of her high school bullies either by accident or on purpose

4. Nina being secretly hydrokenetic

5. “We belong dead” scene with Eric and Bride

6. Eric gets knocked out and is taken by Argus and is forced to join the Commandos but the chip in his brain keeps him from touching Bride

7. Phosphorus dies

[andys-dc-headcanons]

got a bit teary eyed because I realized at this point all the pain Weasel has had with fire, between his backstory and Phos. More specifically all that knowing that he was originally a Firestorm bad guy, how much you wanna bet any aggression from Weasel is basically just "Fire hurts me and the kids! attack the fire man"

[intrawebs]

i just realized why weasel always has his arms limp. he's an originally quadrupedal animal, in a bipedal body. he's not used to having arms for anything other than walking. he's always picking up stuff with his mouth too. arms are sort of useless to him

[fanged-fanfics]

Can I request a platonic weasel (creature commandos) x reader where weasel, for one reason or another, gets really attached to the reader. Maybe here, reader is a witch that’s in jail with him and the others for killing a bunch of bad rich people and was forced to join the creature commando squad

☆ Following Like A Lost Dog — Weasel & Witch!GN Reader HCs ☆

Genre: Fluff, Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 At first, you didn't really think anything of Weasel above what everyone else did. He just seemed like a mangy, likely-rabies-powered monster stuck in there with the rest of you

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Over some time, you began to kinda pity the thing. Nobody was ever really pleased to be anywhere near him, he barely seemed conscious of himself, and he was very often completely written off

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Slowly, you got kinder to Weasel. Offering him leftovers of your food, sharing your space, and even occasionally finding ways to engage in games with him. It felt a little strange still, but at least the mutant was appreciating your efforts

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Weasel began looking out for you. He tugs you back when he can sense something dangerous is ahead and brings you back some scraps whenever he fetches food, even getting defensive when someone he doesn't trust gets too close

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You become someone Weasel responds to very well when it comes to telling orders or explaining details. He's still a few fuses short of a fully conscious mind, but he at least tries to listen to you

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Fetches anything he can to bring it to you for play, even during missions. Sometimes it's something as harmless as a stick, and other times it's a whole arm or dangerous weapon. Best to keep an eye out whenever he starts wandering too far

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Notices whenever you're in need of emotional support and tends to offer it by placing his head on your lap or atop your shoulder, whimpering in concern for his closest friend

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Very excited to introduce you to his caseworker, and she's very grateful for you helping Weasel feel less outcasted while stuck in penitentiary, as his behavior genuinely began improving a lot after meeting you

[wordishismart9]

What the fuck James Gunn, how are you getting me teary eyed over the tragic backstory of a wolf monster thing that doesn't even speak

[usernamesareshit77]

Suicide squad weasel looks like someones first failed fursuit and creature commandos weasel is just

Creature

[diabloindigo]

Weasel befriends a wolf pack

DC’s Creature Commandos