#raccoon-puppy

[mewtwoandme]

Sorry if this was explained before, but I think I got a little loss here...

If Mew is a sister of Mewtwo and Newtwo...

Does that mean that there is another Mew around who is the parent of all 3 of them?

There was, but my mama mew is thought to be deceased because the twos were created from her fossil, the same one that was in the first movie

(Just to clarify, sister mew is the same mew from the movie, but in my AU she isn't the first mew, her mother was)

[the-real-unorthodox-gremlin]

Awwwwwww!

Little Garou questioning where is Canon's Garou wolf pup ears and tail 😊.

How does Garou call him?

Mini? Mini-me? Pup? Brat? There are so many options!!

Also...

Tremble heroes!

There are 2 hero hunters now!!

(Garou doing the Simba pose with mini Garou in the rock of the final battle XD)

There are definitely a lot to choose from! I feel like Garou would cycle through a couple of names (excluding brat because that's already reserved for Tareo, and he needs to be able to distinguish them). His favorites would have to be munchkin, shrimp and imp. Little Garou of course hates all of them and wants to be called the official 'Garou' lol. And so the two have a never-ending war on who gets to keep their name.

Simba Garou ohohoho yes please ✨

[the-nysh]

Garou was mentioned in this chapter by Axel, just like the webcomic.

People in the manga are over-reacting, he didn't do much damage.

In the contrary, he helped quiet a lot.

Even if he denies it.

Hmmm...particularly in contrast to the literal billions in structural/property damage directly done by Tatsumaki rampaging thru the populated city - which was completely covered up by the HA making her the 'hero' anyway, the things the 'hero hunter' Garou did by non-lethally challenging/sparring heroes in the streets becomes laughably child's play. (And, save for the gamma ray burst, anything serious and not orchestrated by his own hand/powers all the 'god' corruption can fuckoff was literally erased by the time-reversal anyway, or medically treated by Bofoi - who also gets the short end of the stick treatment for his best service.)

Cause we know that when push comes to shove, manga Garou single-handedly eliminated the worst of the monster threats, saved many trapped civilians, and helped(!) plenty of the HA's S-Class forces, who were otherwise outmatched/doomed by the Monster Association. And YET, for as much as Tatsumaki gets praised for her reckless destruction without consequence, it becomes all-too easy for the HA to fabricate up rumors for a scapegoat (like Garou) to save their own image too. :P There's no 'fair' justice here.

Bottom line, manga Garou's actions alone were not enough to humble the Hero Association's...increasingly dubious corruption built on fraud, lies, [redacted] behind the scenes, elitism, and treating their good staff & work force like expendable trash labor without basic human respect. Axel(Accel?) was basically spot-on when he said the HA isn't working within the public's best interest anymore, when pretty much all they prioritize is pandering to the rich to secure donations to save their own skins. Humanity's very survival requires far better than that to make it through the future. And so...we see the current situation (leading up to the alternative Neo Heroes who open plenty more inhumane cans of worms.)

As far as Garou's concerned, his story purposely isn't done or resolved yet, and there's plenty more things he'd morally have beef with, the more the HA's political bullshit gets revealed, so I expect there's some good groundwork set up for his character to be involved with once he makes his return!

[chiliger]

Avatar Zuko Au!

If Zuko is Sozin's son, what happened to Roku in the story?

Also, does that mean that the avatar before Zuko was Kyoshi, right?

Damn, that's a bad tempered mentor if you ever ask me.

Since Zuko is Sozin's... does that mean that Azulon, the father of Ozai and Iroh was his brother right?

Damn, his nephews are a lot older than him.

And his great-grandaughter is his age!

In canon, Aang died relative young for an avatar because he was stuck inside the icerberg and that affected badly his health...

Would the same happen to Zuko? (Considering Kyoishi lived like 400 years, that would HURT!)

Also...

I LOVE THIS COMIC!!

And I love you even more for doing it!!

Best wishes!!! ❤️

Thank you for the well wishes! 😊

I guess I can answer these questions since there are no current plans for updating the comic. So:

Roku was still Sozin’s best friend growing up, and when Zuko became old enough, Roku was his firebending master.

Yes, Kyoshi is Zuko’s predecessor. But I definitely don’t think she was ever a bad tempered person. Based off the books and all backstory information we have from the show/comics, she always tried to avoid fighting where possible but never shied away from it if necessary.

Yup, Azulon was Zuko’s brother in this AU.

For that last question: who knows. I’m guessing that’s from LoK and to be honest, I never finished the show.

[ducktollers]

best friends

[pugsandfrenchbulldogs]

One of these things is not like the other...

[uglly-rodent]

rocket dump

ps. drawing this gave me multiple seizures from how cute rocket is.

[little-bumblebeeee]

"What's the hype around Eddie Munson?"

This. This is the hype. Pretty boy.

[puppy-barkz]

does anyone else have a plushie they seem to specifically reach for when they're having a rough time?

[webshootersandwingdings]

Eidos Montréal’s Holiday card!

⛄ HAPPY PAW-LIDAYS! 🐶

Cosmo is such a good boy.

[fenixfoxtrot510]

I am adding into my headcanons that Jason tames a wild raccoon and names her Puppy. He has a different color ribbon or bandana for every day of the month for Puppy to wear and she likes riding around in his hoodie.

Bruce: Jason! What is that?!

Jason holding Puppy and a smoothie: My new pet dog?

Tim: That is not a dog, Jason!

Jason: How dare you say that about Puppy! Of course she's a dog! Watch; Puppy, Bark!

Puppy: Chitters

Jason: See! Totally a dog!

Damian: Your dog is inferior to my dog, Todd.

Jason: Oh yeah?! I'd like to see Titus pick a lock! Puppy learned that trick in just 3 days!

Damian: WELL TITUS CAN LEARN IT IN 1! COME TITUS! WE MUST TRAIN!

Dick: Why would you do that, Jay!? Titus doesn't have thumbs!

Bruce: Jason, I am begging you. Please take her outside before Alfred comes home.

Jason helping Puppy climb over his shoulder into his hood: I cannot believe that you would throw your grand-puppy out into the freezing night! First you throw me out of the family over a little murder and now you want to toss out sweet, innocent Puppy?! She has not taken a single life but because I am her father, you would throw her into the snow!

Tim: It's 75° and sunny.

Bruce: Jason, please, I am begging you; I will pay you if you want! Just name your price so Alfred doesn't come home to a raccoon in the manor!

Jason walking upstairs to his room: And now you are trying to bribe me into abandoning her! No! I won't allow you to abuse a baby like this! Never talk to me or my daughter again!

Bruce: Jason!

Jason: DON'T SPEAK TO US AGAIN!!

Puppy: Chitters

Jason walking out of sight: I know baby! He's a horrible grandpa but I'll protect you!

Dick: So if Jason gets to keep the raccoon, can I finally rescue a monkey from the circus?

Bruce: He doesn't get to keep the raccoon; And my answer hasn't changed from when you were 10! No stealing circus monkeys! We already have multiple dogs, a cat, a turkey and a cow! We don't need any more pets!

Tim: Yeah, I don't think Jason is giving you a choice on keeping Puppy.

[the-nysh]

Turns out that in the last episode of season 2, just in the first minute while Bang is fighting Garou, after kicking in the chind with his knee, he grabs his ear to spin him in the air...

I just noticed that re-watching the fight, but Bang seriously was there to discipline his reckless student since the beginning.

It was the same 'discipline' choreography in the manga:

But Bang came in so fierce (without effectively using his words) that unfortunately Garou misinterpreted it as Bang out to kill him. :')) And endured through it with all he had for his own survival.

[crystallinesandwiches]

Another Rocket doodle from vol 2 when he manages to shield himself from Ego's tendrils. I love his resourcefulness in dire situations

[erikisser]

tbz ig update with sunwoo (240412)

[piedpiperart]

Can We Keep Him pt 3

Chapter 2

Jason was laying on his bed with the little rascal next to him, playing a cute little puzzle game on Jason’s ipad. It was a bit surprising to find out how smart the kid was. Even though he didn’t know words, the kid was good at following patterns and puzzles. Angry Birds was a favorite so far, and Jason got to see the kid swish his tail to the music. It was adorable.

The two elder residents spent the day keeping the kid occupied, whether with games or snacks. It was harder to keep him occupied without food, and Jason was glad to discover that ipad games were a hit. He didn’t risk leaving the kid alone yet, too afraid he’d wander off and they’d lose him in the gigantic manor. Absently, he wondered if they should get him one of those child leashes.

 After a scare with the kid trying to climb out the window, Alfred figured out how to teach the kid how to use the toilet. He’d told Jason that the kid caught on pretty quick, even looking around for a step stool to wash his hands. The man speculated that the kid might have memories from before he was abandoned that he recalled, such as having a step stool under the sink. Jason hoped that was a good sign, considering they might have an easier time acclimating him to indoors.

Surprisingly, the kid let Alfred trim his hair, but screeched and cried when they’d tried to de-tangle it. Both Jason and Alfred had scratches on their arms from trying to hold the kid still, and not even grapes calmed him. He’d only been soothed when Jason gave him a few cookies in apology. The little guy’s hair turned out to be straight and jet black now that it wasn’t a tangled mess. Jason had thought the kid’s hair was curly before, but turns out it was just knots and tangles, some of the hairs even had twigs attached.

Jason looked up from where the kid was sling-shooting pigs to the door when he heard a knock. Alfred stood in the doorway with a fond smile. “I’ll be starting on dinner in a moment if you’d like me to watch the little one,”Alfred said,”Master Bruce will be home soon if you would like to get started on any homework you may have.”

“Alright,”Jason groaned, rolling off the bed. He did have homework, and had asked his teachers to email him anything he’d missed today. “Can he keep playing?” 

“Perhaps a bit longer,”Alfred nodded, coming into the room to scoop the baby up. He growled a little at being disturbed, but stopped when he realized he could keep playing the game. He leaned his head on Alfred’s shoulder as they walked out to the kitchen. “You’re welcome to join us,”He added, and Jason shot him a smile and a wave as they left. 

Bruce was happy to be home after a long day of doing paperwork. He felt himself relax unconsciously when he opened the door and stepped through. Taking a deep breath, he smelled the beginnings of dinner. He was pretty sure it was spaghetti, and Bruce was suddenly overwhelmingly grateful for Alfred. He didn’t know how he’d be able to function without the man. 

Pulling off his jacket, he hung it in the hall closet, catching the umbrella inside before it hit the floor. That one never stayed in its spot, so he was always ready to catch it. Closing the door, he hummed to himself, thinking about what Jason was up to. He was almost to the kitchen when something on the floor caught his eye,and he paused.

“Alfred,”Bruce called out, a little strained as he kept an eye on the raccoon tail disappearing behind the kitchen island. The thing was dangerously close to the elder man as he turned from the stove to look at Bruce.

“Ah, perfect timing Master Bruce, you-”Alfred began, but was cut off by the other.

“Alfred, don’t move,”Bruce cautioned, holding his hands out like he was trying to prevent the butler from freaking out. “There’s a raccoon in the kitchen. Just come towards me, slowly.”

“Oh,”Alfred blinked. He looked down to the ground and back up to his son. “You mean our guest. Master Jason found him last night in the dumpster and brought him home.”

Bruce paused. “You let him keep a pet raccoon? Alfred-”

“Good heavens, no,”Alfred cut him off, shaking his head. Before Bruce could protest,  the man bent down to pick up the animal. He came back up, cradling-

“Is that a child?” Bruce nearly gasped, approaching the two. He couldn’t take his eyes off the little black haired boy who closely resembled a raccoon. His blue eyes were bright against the black marks around his eyes. 

Bruce reeled back as the child hissed at him, tiny fangs on display until Alfred shushed him with a few pets to his hair. “He responds best to food,”Alfred said,”Do pick up the bowl of orange slices on the counter there. He’ll get acclimated to you faster if you give him snacks.”

“I.. what?” Bruce says, still staring at the child glaring at him. 

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Alfred retorted, raising an eyebrow. Bruce shook his head, still confused but mind running with theories and possibilities. 

The kid perked up when Bruce picked up the bowl of fruit, switching from glare to puppy dog eyes faster than the Flash. Despite his confusion with the situation, he couldn’t help but give a fond smile at the little guy. Alfred set the child down when he started wriggling, and Bruce was amused to see him scurry around the kitchen to stop at his feet. 

Little claws hesitantly latched onto his pant leg with big blue eyes pleading up at him. He dutifully handed a slice to the kid, who snatched it with a chirp. “Alfred?” Bruce pleaded. He didn’t see any signs of comprehension when he or Alfred spoke, and the child was clearly food-motivated. 

Taking pity on the man, Alfred explained,“Master Jason found him.”

“He wasn’t patrolling,”Bruce cut in, much to Alfred’s exasperation. He felt a tug on his pants and fed the child another orange slice. 

“No, the young master went out exploring on the premises,”Alfred said fondly,”Something about a treehouse. He found the child in the dumpster out front, eating trash.”

Bruce squinted at the kid, examining him. He doubted the kid was plant for Batman if he was eating trash. He assumed Alfred and Jason to be the reason he was so clean and clothed with what Bruce was sure to be his old baby clothes. He frowned when he thought about the reason why the kid was all alone in a dumpster of all things. It wasn’t hard to speculate from the kid’s appearance. 

“I can hear you brooding,”Alfred chimed in, making Bruce sigh. “I hope you’ll be able to help Master Jason find the boy’s name, and perhaps a call to Dr. Thompson is in order.”

“I’ll call Leslie,”Bruce grunted. After a moment of consideration, he bent down to meet the little guy. Cheeks puffed out and orange juice on his face, Bruce couldn’t help the warm feeling in his chest at the way the kid brightened at the sight of him up close. He stayed dutifully still as the kid poked his cheek with a clawed hand, rubbing his slightly stubbly jaw before turning his attention to Bruce’s colorful tie.

“After dinner. If you would bring the young one to the highchair, Master Bruce, I shall fetch Master Jason,”Alfred said, leaving the two alone in the room. 

Brief panic overtook Bruce for a moment before he shoved it down. He passed the boy another orange slice that was immediately accepted, and carefully picked the kid up. His heart swelled when the boy seemed content in his arms, eating the orange slice and stroking the flowery tie. Bruce held the boy carefully, feeling the soft fur of his tail and brought him over to the high chair.

Bruce didn’t quite want to let the boy down just yet, especially when the kid seemed perfectly fine in his arms, so he merely sat in the seat next to the highchair with the kid still in his arms. “You met Baby Bear!” Jason exclaimed, sliding into view. He came up to the two of them, ruffling the kids hair before climbing into the other open seat next to the highchair. 

Alfred came strolling in behind him, eyebrow raised to Bruce. “I assume you need assistance with the high chair if you are still holding him?”

Bruce was sheepish, but moved to put the boy into the highchair while Jason snickered. “You know, I’ve always wanted a little brother,”Jason hedged, and Bruce shot him a look. 

“He might have parents,”Bruce argued weakly. “With his… attributes, he might be better suited with someone with similar abilities.”

“Aw, but he already likes us,”Jason bargained, watching Bruce feed the kid another orange slice with glee.”And we’ve made a lot of progress! He’s not eating trash and he's not covered in dirt. I even got him to wear pants!”

Bruce winced at the image, but looking at the adorable little ears on the boy he couldn’t bring himself to argue with Jason more. “We’ll see,”He hedged.

Truthfully, he was still processing the information and making plans to get the boy medical exams and blood tests to find his parents. There was no way the boy had been left in Bruce’s dumpster on purpose. If anything, the boy had been living in the woods around the manor for a while, and either regularly went to the dumpster for food or recently discovered it. He’d have to check the security footage to see when the kid started showing up. 

Bruce was brought out of his musings when Alfred placed a plate in front of him.He gave a smile in thanks at the plate of spaghetti and meatballs, with a side of garlic bread. A bowl was given to the toddler, and a plate to Jason. It would be a lie to say they weren’t all watching the kid skip over the fork to grab a handful of noodles and sauce. He was obviously delighted at the taste, even if they cringed at the sauce decorating his hands and face as he munched.

“Aww,”Jason cooed when the kid found a meatball and held it with both hands to nibble on it. “He’s just so cute, isn’t he B?”

Bruce hummed neutrally. As of now, the boy’s placement with them is only temporary. Just as long as it took for Bruce to find him a better home. A home more suitable to a feral boy with raccoon traits, not a billionaire’s lifestyle constantly in the eye of the media. It wouldn’t be fair to the boy to subject him to that or the nightlife. He just had to ignore the wry smile from Alfred and Jason’s knowing grin.

Chapter four 

[aria-ashryver]

Listen i don't art, but i DO need to share the fact that whenever Gabe is reading a book on the couch and wearing knitwear (which is often)

Luca is just. In There.

(plotting crimes. and thinking about kissing their boyfriends) (for about 3 minutes and then he falls asleep)