#she’s short and bitey

[zibiscusloon]

You said something about you having a concept for toon Alice? May we see, please? :D

Yeah! :D (I don’t have her full story planned out yet) but this is an almost-perfect Alice clone who still remembers her real name; meet Alex!

She’s weary of the world around her and is desperate to make her way (and stay clear of her fellow Alice’s.. ) she wants to remember her who she used to be and has decided she doesn’t need anyone to help her (although she’s actually really touched starved..)

She’s sacred of the lost ones as they associate her with the twisted Alice Angel, so she tends to steer clear of em all.. perhaps all she needs is a real friend.. Hm..

Don’t call her Alice. She really hates it..

[eileenthecrow]

Have accepted that nyx will never let me do her nails unfortunately

[trinkettes]

I've been walking my neighbour's dog recently, he's exactly what you would imagine a 7 month old shih tzu/lhasa apso mix owned by an old lady to be like. I wish I could have a neon sign over my head saying

THIS IS NOT MY DOG

I AM NOT THE ONE TRAINING HIM

I am trying to set a good example but I can't make any big changes cause it's not my place and it wouldn't be consistent I swear I would have higher standards if it was my own dog

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ Ｇｉｒｌ Ｕｎｄｅｒ Ｙｏｕ ♡

♡ Pairings: gynecologist!seonghwa! x chubby!afab!reader

♡ Genre: smut/fluff

♡ Summary: Scheduling your yearly check up with your OBGYN can be nerve-wracking. Especially when your doctor's Park Seonghwa. Finally getting up the courage to visit, you do all you can to conceal the not so appropriate feelings you have towards him. Not only is it inappropriate but he surely doesn't feel the same. Right?

♡ Word Count: 3.2k-ish

♡ Warnings: reader has a vagina and identifies as a woman. we're at the OBGYN so this is ultra vagina city. pervy Dr. Park Seonghwa, you too are a perv tbh it's mutual, shy/touch starved reader, body worship, nipple/breast play, fingering (gentle & rough), unprotected sex, cum marking, pet names (sweetheart, good girl, baby, etc), a lil rough sex, oral sex (f receiving), nonsexual use of the word slut (not in a bad way), it gets bitey for a second, examination kink, soft dom Hwa vibes.

♡ A/N: Listen, I can explain. It's all on @anyamaris for encouraging me to begin with. Blame her!

Important note: If you have a vagina go get it checked out regularly. Your doctor will certainly not be Seonghwa dicking you down BUT it's an important and sometimes life saving appointment sooo make it or I'll fight you. K, love you, bye ♡

♡ ♡ ♡ “I wanna be that guy. I'll wreck you right up, guy. I'll lie down face up, guy. The girl under you, guy.” ~ Lady Gaga ~ ♡♡ ♡

“Date of your last period? Any abnormal cramping or bleeding? Any chance of pregnancy?” the nurse fires off questions, tapping your answers into the laptop balanced on her hip.

Sitting on the exam table, your feet dangling off the edge, you try not to get whiplash from how quickly she whirls around the room loading a tray with supplies for your exam. The office is unexpectedly short staffed today, forcing her to play the role of nurse and human octopus. You understand how overwhelmed she must be but pray that she stops soon. Your anxiety was already bad enough coming in here. This nervous energy is not helping. 

“Last question, honey” she says, turning to face you, “Oh, have you been sexually active recently?” She cracks a playful smile, clearly expecting your answer to be something that it isn’t.

“No” you mumble, avoiding eye contact. Look at how shiny those tile floors are. Has this exam table always been this cushy? Such a marvelous generic art print that is hanging by the door.

The nurse’s eyes widen, a hand clutched to her chest in shock, “You went to Coachella and didn’t get laid?” 

“Nurse Kim! Can we not today?” you pout, in no mood to have this conversation right now. 

Being a longtime patient here has a lot of perks. Getting closer to the nurses especially has been great for you. I mean, who doesn’t like getting the appointment slot they want every single time? But the drawback is that they like you enough to pick on you. Maybe it’s their way of breaking you out of your shell, getting you to be less shy, but you wish they wouldn’t. 

Nurse Kim shrugs, miming the zipping of her lips, “Okay, okay. I’ll mind my business.” Placing the supplies on the table, she grabs you a fresh hospital blue medical gown. “You know the deal, right? No shoes, no bra…” 

You nod along with her instructions, hopping down to kick your sneakers off. Finally she finishes and heads for the door to give you some privacy. “The doctor will be in shortly. Let me know if you need anything” she says, stopping halfway out the door. “You really didn’t bang anyone at Coachella. Wow. Girl, you’ve got to learn to live a little. You’re too hot not to slut it up!” 

“Thank you so much for everything. Goodbye. Bye!” you laugh, inching the door shut until she’s on the other side of it. 

Alone at last, you’re able to get out of your clothes and into your gown in peace and quiet. Well, “peace” might not be the word to describe what you’re feeling but at least you’re able to panic in silence. 

You really shouldn’t be as nervous as you are. You’ve been coming to this office for years. Everyone’s kind and welcoming. They always make sure you’re comfortable and taken care of. There’s definitely no part of you they haven’t seen so you have nothing to be ashamed of. Still there’s one thing—one major, heart pounding, pulse quickening thing—that makes you too nervous to function every time you’re here.

Your phone vibrates in your purse and you contemplate not answering but dig it out anyway figuring a little distraction can’t hurt. Unlocking your phone, you spot a text from your best friend. 

It reads: “Did you see Hot Doctor yet?” 

You giggle to yourself, typing back to her. “His name’s Seonghwa and not yet. Still waiting.”

“On a first name basis are we? Seonghwa. That’s even hot to say.”

“Dr. Park, I mean. His name is hot to say though. He’s hot. I fucking hate it.”

“Just give him your number already!”

“Sure. While he’s swabbing me I’ll be all ‘Hey, Dr. Park. Wanna go to lunch?’”

Your best friend responds with a meme of Megan thee Stallion sticking her tongue out. “Plot twist. The lunch is between my legs, daddy!”

You’re choking back laughter and tears, scrolling your phone for the perfect meme to send back when there’s a knock at the door. You nearly jump out of your skin, shoving your phone back into your purse. 

“Come in!” you shout, returning to the exam table just in time for the doctor to step in.

Everything moves in slow motion when Park Seonghwa enters the room. Ahem, Dr. Park. He is, as you and your best friend have come to call him, a hot doctor. The hottest doctor you’ve ever seen. His dark wavy hair’s pulled back into a high ponytail, loose pieces hanging to frame a face too gorgeous to look directly at. His bone structure’s immaculate, his lips soft and pink, and his voice… 

“Long time no see. How’s my favorite patient been?” he says, flashing that killer smile of his. That voice. That smile. It makes you want to faint. 

You laugh it off, hoping not to come off as flustered as you are. “Dr. Park, I’m not your favorite patient.”

Seonghwa takes a seat on a nearby rolling stool and spins his way over to you, making a cute woo noise when he does. It gets a giggle out of you which is exactly what he wanted. 

“Who says you aren’t?” he asks, sliding in closer, his hands disappearing behind your legs.

It’s hard to breathe when he’s this close, staring up at you from between your legs. The smell of his cologne dances around you, a sweet woodsy scent that you imagine might smell even better on top of you. Just the thought awakens a familiar tingle between your thighs that threatens to make you wet the crinkly paper blanket beneath you if you carry on like this. You know that you shouldn’t feel this way. He’s a doctor. He’s just doing his job. And here you are perving over him. 

“Dr. Park, anything else you need me to grab?” Nurse Kim asks, popping back into the room. Her appearance snaps you out of your trance and you force a smile to keep things normal. If you weren’t brain rotted and horny you'd swear Seonghwa had been reading your reaction that whole time. That he saw the effect he had on you and seemed somehow amused by it. But that’s factually insane. Get it together. 

The foot rests behind your legs, the reason Seonghwa reached back there to begin with, unfold with a creak. “No, I think we’re good” he answers before turning back to you, “Lay back for me and put your feet up. We’ll be done in no time, okay?” You follow his instructions, laying back on the table, readjusting yourself however he asks you to.

Closing your eyes, you rest your hands on your belly, impatiently waiting for this to be over. Though Seonghwa’s interest in what’s between your legs is purely medical, the fact remains that you hope he doesn’t find it ugly. You shaved for this, used this nice pH balancing rose water soap on it. You did everything but put makeup on it and throw it in a dress. You feel kinda silly now thinking back on it but your brain isn’t exactly logical when it comes to him. 

A few cranks of a speculum and cotton swabs later you’re done with the first part of your exam. “Good girl, you did well. The hardest part’s over” he praises, swapping his latex gloves out for a new pair. Your heart skips a beat at being called a “good girl”. He didn’t mean it that way but your body can’t differentiate between reality and how devastatingly sexy that was. Seonghwa turns to address the nurse and you quickly press your thighs together for some relief.

“I’ll send these off and go set up for the next patient” Nurse Kim says, grabbing your samples. She turns to smile at you one last time before disappearing from the room. “Remember what I said” she whispers, “Slut. It. Up.” Unfortunately, of all the things she’s skilled at whispering isn’t one of them and Seonghwa hears her.

Rising from his seat, he walks alongside you, stopping when he reaches your chest. “Just lower your gown for me for a second.”

You do as you’re told, carefully rolling your gown below your breasts. “So, slut it up, huh? What’s that about?” he teases, cold hands cupping one of your soft breasts. You inhale sharply at the contact, a thankfully normal reaction to cold hands touching you. Though for you it’s more that they’re his hands than anything.

“She thinks I need to get laid” you blurt out, caught off guard by your own bluntness.

Seonghwa raises an eyebrow, his fingertips pushing gently into your breast. “I’ll have to talk to her about that. She shouldn’t be judging people for their life choices.”

“I mean, it’s not really a life choice. I’m just not…I’m not a girl who…” you ramble, shutting yourself up immediately after realizing what you’re saying. Seonghwa pauses, glancing over at you, two fingers circling the perimeter of your nipple. It stiffens at the closeness, your touch starved body grateful for the attention. 

“Not a girl who what?” Seonghwa asks, genuinely interested.

It doesn’t seem that he’ll keep going if you don’t answer so you give in. “I don’t know, guys just don’t hit on me I guess. I’m not that girl.”

Seonghwa continues his examination, flattening his fingers at the base of your breast and dragging them up to your nipple. They bounce back each time, looking rounder and fuller as if he’s worked some magic on them.

“I don’t think that’s necessarily it” he sighs, moving on to the other breast, “A lot of men are intimidated by beautiful women.” 

Beautiful women? Did Park Seonghwa just call you a “beautiful woman”?

“B-beautiful?” you stutter, at a loss for what to do with yourself, “That’s really nice of you but I’m not…”

Seonghwa can’t help but smile at how adorable you are when he compliments you. You’re as good at concealing it as Nurse Kim is at whispering. Seonghwa knows that you’re attracted to him. To be fair, a lot of his patients are, but you are truthfully his favorite. Always so beautiful, always so easy to tease, and such a pretty pretty pussy that’s always wet for him. 

“But you are” he insists, both hands cradling your breast, thumbs running up the side, “You must have a mirror at home, no?” 

“Dr. Park, are you trying to make me blush?” you ask, propping yourself up on your elbows. 

The pads of his thumbs graze your hardening nipple and your back arches, a whimper lighter than air escaping your lips. You catch Seonghwa quickly nibbling at his bottom lip, his eyes glimmering at the shock and pleasure painting your face. You caught him. You saw it this time. Really saw it. 

Seonghwa knows he should stop here, end the examination, and send you on your way before he does something stupid. It’s just…that little moan you let out? It’s a melody he’s been fantasizing about since the first time you laid across his table. He has to hear it again.

“I don’t know. Is it, aaah…” he breathes in, one of his thumbs circling the tip of your bud, “Is it working?” 

Slipping his left hand back across your chest, he palms your other breast, pinching your sensitive nipple each time he rolls his wrist.

“Yes, it…oh god…it’s working” you mewl, your mouth falling open, moans pouring out at the perfect volume for only the two of you to hear.

Your feet tremble in the foot rests, your legs still spread to leave your dripping, vulnerable pussy exposed to the cool air of the room. Hypnotized by the sight of Seonghwa playing with your tits, high off the electric current it sends through your body, it’s easy to forget that you actually came here for a reason. 

“I should probably finish your exam” Seonghwa whispers, doing his best to ignore the hard cock pressing against his slacks. Your body may be tempting but it is technically his job to make sure you’re healthy too. His hands gradually cease their movement, gliding down to do away with the gown that was hardly hiding to your naked body.

“Fuck, look at you” he gasps, massaging your squishy belly, tracing your love handles, and rounding the curve of your hip to reach your thigh. His fingers dig into your thigh, savoring their softness all the way up to your core.

His gaze travels back up your body to those starry doe eyes that hang on his every move, “Think I’ll need the lube or are you already wet enough for me, baby?”

Seonghwa rubs two fingers along your slit, collecting your arousal on the tip of his glove. He brings them to his mouth, extending his long tongue to lick your juices up.

“Mmm, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to taste you” he hums, taking his time to enjoy the taste of you on his tongue. 

“Dr. Park, please…” you beg, thighs pressing together again, the need for his touch unbearable. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart” he apologizes, his fingers immediately returning to their place between your legs. “You want me to finger that perfect little cunt?” 

“Yes, please, I want…need it so bad.” 

Seonghwa brings his lips to yours, your eyes gleaming with lust as they meet, “You need it, baby? That bad, huh?” 

Two gloved fingers push into you, your pussy welcoming them with the tightest of hugs. “Fuck, yes, so good” you whine into his mouth as you begin to ride his fingers. Seonghwa dips his tongue between your lips, your mouths passionately crashing together. You grab the collar of his white coat, drawing him closer to deepen the kiss as his fingers work your core. Inside of you his fingers stimulate spots men who aren’t in his line of work wouldn’t even know existed. Some you didn’t even know could bring you such pleasure until now.

Your eyes squeeze shut, elbows giving out from under you, “Harder, Dr. Park, wanna feel you so deep.” 

Seonghwa catches your head before it can hit the cushion beneath you, lowering it down carefully as he draws another kiss from your lips. “Only if you promise to be a good girl and be quiet for me.” 

“I p-promise. Quiet. I’ll be…” you moan, throwing your hands over your mouth when he suddenly picks up the pace. Shifting between your legs, he tucks a hand behind your right knee and pushes it to your chest. Your palms are sweating, fingers locked together to keep you from screaming. Seonghwa’s fingers are much deeper than you thought they could go and his pace is too unforgiving for you to brace yourself for any of it.

“Ssh, ssh, you’re getting too loud, baby” he teases, coming in to kiss your inner thigh. Your juices stream down his fingers, soaking the thin paper beneath you. Hating to waste something so delicious, he begins licking around his own fingers. Between your lips. Around your clit. Anywhere his fingers send it splashing, he licks it clean. 

Your hands begin to slip from your mouth, your poor wrecked little body going too limp to keep it together. Thinking quickly, you bite down on your hand just enough to keep the noise in but you aren’t sure how long it’ll last. You’re dangerously close to coming. You can feel it and Seonghwa does too. Your hole’s so greedy, sucking him in and refusing to let go. It’s just begging to come but he won’t let it. Not like this at least.

Reaching down, he blindly fumbles around with his pants until he feels his cock spring free. He groans into your pussy as he closes his hand around his cock, rocking in and out of his own grip.

“Dr. Park, I’m gonna, mmph, aaah, fuck…gonna come” you squeal, hips stuttering against his face.

“Fuck, yes, come for me, sweetheart” he grins, rimming the head of his cock with his thumb, “You wanna come on my cock?” 

Seonghwa’s proposal has you biting down on your hand hard enough to leave a mark. “Oh god, yes, fuck me please. Fuck me, Seonghwa.”

Popping his fingers free, he grabs you by your legs and drags you down until your ass hangs off of the table. “Seonghwa!” you cry out, eyes rolling back as he thrusts into you. That stretch. That one exhilarating, earth shattering stretch, is all it takes to ruin you.

“Mmm, that’s it, come baby. Give it to me” he moans, hips snapping into your fluttering core. You expect, like any other orgasm, for your high to fade after the initial peak but it doesn’t. You’re still there. And your body’s giving out. You brain’s going hazy. You can’t take it but you want to even if it makes you go crazy. 

Seonghwa’s eyes never leave your pretty face, never stop eating up how hot you are when you’re at his mercy. The sensation of his own high crashing down on him has him pushing your thighs together, the thickness of them making your pussy feel twice as tight around him.

“So fucking tight, shit, you’re gonna make me come. Where do you want it?” 

“I, ooh, I want it…want.” The words are there but you struggle so very hard to find them. You dig deep, collecting the strength needed to run your hand down your belly and spread your folds for him. Your voice is so cute and broken when you say, “On me.”

Seonghwa folds immediately, pulling out to coat your clit in the thick warmth spilling from his cock. Stopping to catch his breath, he leaves it there resting against your clit. Both of you twitching together, his seed dripping down your pussy so that no part of you isn’t marked by him. 

“Don’t clean it off” he instructs, kissing down your leg as he places your feet back in the foot rests, “Leave it so you’ll think of me when you’re driving home.” 

Easing your fingers from between your folds, you pop them into your mouth, sucking them like a lollipop. “Anything else, Dr. Park?” 

Seonghwa zips his pants up, searching his brain for any other pressing information. “That depends, are you free tonight?” 

“Hmm, let me think” you muse, staring off into space for dramatic effect. “I can be. That depends on what you had in mind.”

“Well, I was thinking I could pick you up for dinner and then…” He blows you a kiss that communicates his plan wonderfully, “Dinner.” 

You giggle, your sweet little crush on him more severe than ever, “Sure, I’d like that but, hold on, you don’t know where I live.” 

Seonghwa takes his gloves off, tossing them in the trash can by the door. “You’re my patient, remember? I literally have all of your personal information.”

“Isn’t that, like, a violation of patient privacy or something?” 

Seonghwa laughs off your comment, walking over to sneak in a goodbye kiss. “I’ve already violated your privacy once today, sweetheart. Can't hurt to do it again”

[lemonandlime22]

Hello! May I request bitey!child! reader with the housewarrdens and they find out why reder is like that.

Also love your scenarios! Just make sure to drink water and get enough reast!

Riddle & Leona find out the reason for the bitey child!Yuu's biteynes [pt 1]

Warning(s):

Word count: 1k

A/N: Aww tysm! I'm glad you like them! You too hun! I hope you enjoy it. I was originally planning on doing them all at once but I just got too excited to share it so here is pt 1, and I'll post the rest soon.

[Bitey child!Yuu Masterlist]

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Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has hated your biting from the beginning, and has wholeheartedly believed that you were just a miss behaving child

and no matter how fond of you he begrudgingly gets. he will always believe that

but that 'always' got cut short around the end of B4 and the beginning of B5 right after winter brake.

Riddle was in his room unpacking his things, he had just gotten back from winter brake and was ready to jump straight back into work. But he didn't, he was going to give himself the day to prepare and destress from the brake. He had spoken to his mother about his life and how she raised him, but he didn't want to think about that now, he was just going to unpack, get all his books in order, maybe he get have one of Trey baked goods he brought back-

*BANG**BANG**BANG*

Riddle jumped at the bagging coming from his door but quickly composed himself and answered it. Before he could begin to lecture the person about how to properly knock of someone's door, the Heartslabyul student just shoved Yuu in between themself and the Housewarden. Yuu didn't waste a second before the hugged onto Riddles lags.

"Watch your child!" Was all they said before quickly leaving to avoid that inevitable lecture Riddle was shocked but quickly snapped out of it and led them to his bed.

He took a deep breath before he started talking, "Ok. What did you do? Did bite them?" His stern voice did nothing to shake Yuu, they had grown used to it at this point. Yuu simply nodded their head with a smile before climbing onto his bed. Riddle felt his face grow redder with frustration. He had tried for months to get them to stop this violent behavior, but it never worked.

No matter what he did it never changed.

No matter how many collars he put on them.

Or how many lectures he gave them.

They. Never. Stopped.

His patience was running incredibly thin.

Riddle breathed in slowly then back out at the same speed, trying to do those breathing exercises Cater had shown to him. He didn't want to get too mad at them, but it was getting increasingly hard not to. As They sat there, happily laying on the covers, Riddle started to pace, both trying to calm down and think of any more possible ways of stopping them.

Then it hit him, why hadn't he thought of it sooner? Riddle stopped in his tracks and slowly walked back to his bed.

"Yuu, may I ask you a question?" Riddle pulled them up so they were sitting upright and facing him.

Yuu just hummed in acknowledgment. Riddle sighed and continued, "Where did you learn to bite people? Did anyone teach you too? Or did you perhaps see someone else do it?"

"Huh...?" They tilted their head, not understanding what Riddle was asking "What...?"

He breathed in deeply again and pushed the frustration back down. "I mean... You bite people, that is not good. I want to help you change that, but first I need you to tell me where you saw it, or who taught you to do it."

"Oh... I dunno... I just do, I don't want 'em to hurt me i guess..."

Riddle's breath hitched and his heart started to race, his mind instantly went to the worst-case scenario. Did someone hurt Yuu so badly and so frequently that they had to bite and make it a habit??

"What- What happened!?"

After hearing your story, Riddle breathed a sigh of relief

what you went through was horrible

but at the very least it wasn't as terrible as the things he was imagining.

After this he becomes far more patient and soft with you, and he works with Grim to help you feel safe

he also checks up on you far more often throughout the day.

Riddle feels quite idiotic now that he looks back on it, for not figuring out sooner who you have bitten,

I mean, now that he thought about the people you had bitten, most either fit the typical intimidating person or just gave off a bad feeling.

He made you stay the night at Heartslabyul that day, and it also became more often for him to invite you over as well

he just wants to reinforce the knowledge that you are safe.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona never cared all that much for you, but he'd be lying if he said he doesn't find you amusing, like when you try to help out Ruggie with making/bringing him his lunch, doing his laundry,

or when he finds you had cuddled up into his side while he was napping, even when you'd play with his tail while you thought he was asleep.

He never cared about why you'd bite people, just as long as you kept being funny and biting others and not him

but he did end up finding out why, not through you, but through Cheka, just a couple days before winter break.

"Unca! Unca!!" Leona groaned and turned over at the sound of his young nephew, who was running towards him in the botanical garden. Cheka was meant to be with Yuu at Ramshackle right now, so Leona assumed that you two were coming to bother him. But when the footsteps got closer he noticed there was only one pair and turning over, and sure enough, there was only Cheka coming his way. It was strange, the two of you were never far from one another when Cheka came to visit.

"What'd you want Cheka" He grumbled and closed his eyes again, instantly shutting down that ever so small carious, and maybe even worried feeling. "It's Yuu!" Cheka said trying to catch his breath "They need to come with us back home next break!". Leona groaned again, this was far from the first time the little lion had demanded Yuu stay with them. "Why this time?" Leona lazily replied, deciding to entertain the young boy so he leaves faster. "So they won't be alone anymore." The look on Cheka's face was pure determination, and Leona already knew it was going to be a pain to try and deter him. "I already told you, they won't be alone, they've got the Grim and the ghosts." The grumpy lion turned back over, his back now facing his nephew.

Cheka huffed and plopped onto his uncle's side "That's not what I mean!" "Then what do you mean?" Leona replied in a bored tone, already regretting his choice of staying awake. "I mean they should live with us!"

Leona nearly chocked on his own spit at his nephews words. Yuu? live in the same building as him?? For who knows how long??? AGAIN!?!? He'd rather actually choke then that ever happening. "And why the hell would they need to live with us?? They already live in Ramshackle."

"But they disserve an actual home for once! Please Unca! Please!" Cheka slid down his uncles side to the front of him and showed off the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. Those words confused Leona, what exactly did Cheka mean by 'Actual home for once'? "...No. They already have a home." He huffed and closed his eyes once more. "Besides, Crowley's going to send them back to their actual home soon enough."

"What?!?" Cheka shot up "No! They can't go back! They'll be alone with those mean store people again!" The small boy claimed up up onto Leona's side once more and started to shake the man as best his small arms could. "Come on Unca! You gotta stop him from sending them back! you gotta!!"

Cheka continued to scream and shake his uncle until he had enough, he sat up and garbed the boy to sit in front of him. "Ok- ok- oK! Why in the great seven can't they go back!?"

Leona had expected Cheka to say that he would miss them or smth like that

not your entire life story.

In all honestly he doesn't know how to feel

but he does understand your reasoning and why you and Ruggie get along so much.

He never confronts you about this and doesn't change the way acts around you

except he is just slightly more gentle with you if you squint.

Oh and he just told Cheka to talk to his Dad about you staying with them.

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[dragonknightcal]

Friends In All Shapes

"Hi!"

Twilight/Wolfie's head popped up as soon as someone spoke, seemingly right next to his face. He looked up and stared in confusion at the one who had spoken, expecting to see a small child.

Instead, a dog stood over him, curly tail wagging happily.

"Hi!" She said again, dropping into a play bow. "Who are you? You're a weird looking friend, but that's ok! I'm Winnie, are you staying long?"

Twilight blinked, still groggy from waking up so quickly. This dog, Winnie, spoke fast. Not at all like the dogs he was used to meeting on the road during his travels.

"Um, hello." He said uncertainly.

"Hi!" Winnie said again, hopping up and then flopping down on the ground, as if she had so much energy that she had to add steps to everything the did. "What's your name?"

She was persistent. He'd give her that. "Twi- Wolfie. I'm Wolfie."

"Oooh! That's a good name!" Winnie cheered, wagging her tail more and tilting her curly head curiously. "What kinda friend are you? I'm a golden-doodle, but Dodge says I have some Hylian Shepherd in me. He's kinda cranky."

Twilight blinked slowly, drawing himself into a sitting position and trying to process all the information she was throwing at him. "I'm...I'm not sure I know what what means." He said, tilting his head. What kind of friend was he? Did she mean dog breed? What in Hylia's name is a golden-doodle? Wild's time sure had some strange creatures.

"He's a wolf, you moron." A deeper voice said from the entrance of the stable, and both wolf and dog turned to look at the jet black dog lounging just inside the archway. He, unlike Winnie, had short hair and a keen eye. This must be the 'Dodge' Winnie had mentioned. He was, in fact, very grumpy, it seemed.

"A Wolf?" Winnie looked confused. "Nooo, those are the bitey ones with the mean faces. His face isn't mean, and he has people! He's a friend!"

Twilight tuned out the two dogs' conversation from there. It was too early for animal shenanigans, in his opinion. Speaking of people, he saw the group just inside the stable, all asleep save for Time, who seemed to be reading something. Upon closer inspection, Twilight could see the subtle grin on the old man's face as he watched the wolf and dogs from the corner of his eye.

'That bastard', Twilight thought. He was tempted to plot some kind of childish response to this betrayal and was soon provided that opportunity.

"Who's that guy?" Winnie asked, head suddenly popping into Twilight's face. "Is he your person?"

Twilight was about to deny it, he didn't belong to anyone, but a fiendish thought passed through his mind.

"Yeah." He said, tail wagging in excitement. "Why don't you go say hi? He loves dogs, and cuddles."

Winnie froze, body tense as a bowstring, then shot off into the stable on a mission to say hello to her new friend's person.

Twilight puffed up in pride when he saw Time get tackled by the excited dog, and preened at the laughter he heard afterward. 'That's what you get,' he thought to himself, secretly taking delight in his predecessors' happiness.

Dodge watched from his spot, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

"You're sneaky, I like that." The older dog said, stretching and standing up slowly. "Winnie has a few things to learn. She's still a pup, but maybe she's onto something with this friend nonsense." If a dog ever reminded Twilight of Time, it would be Dodge. The older dog carried himself in an upright posture, wise eyes now sparking with life and a need for trouble.

"Why don't we go say hello to that person of yours?" The elder dog said with deceptive calmness, and Twilight swore he saw Dodge wink. He bared his teeth in a wolfy smile, and the two took off towards Time, much like Winnie had.

That was a fondly remembered day in everyone's memory after that. Waking up to Time on the ground laughing with Wolfie and two other dogs on top of him was something the younger heroes weren't keen to forget.

He liked Wild's Era, he decided. Especially the friends he had made while he was there.

[vigilante-fangirl]

“You weren’t supposed to see that.”

Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader

Prompt: Reader stays over and catches Adrian doing somethin Blam Horny Shenanigans ensue

Warnings: Reader is AFAB, dubious consent at best, Adrian being a creep, cursing, he’s a little grabby too and bitey, Post-Canon, Oral sex, Fingering, 18+

I don’t really know how to end these fics I’m still learning 😭 this is my first smut too! This is a one shot too I just wanted to practice for my other two fics that are my bbys

[Part 2]

It was a late evening, and you found yourself still stuck at Vigilante's cramped and somewhat dirty apartment. However, ever since you moved in, you had left your mark everywhere, infusing the space with your personal touch. You cleaned out the fridge and restocked it. The bathroom sparkled after you were done and you even brought clean linen to put on the beds after seeing Adrian was just sleeping on a mattress.

Harcourt, your handler, had ordered you to stay there while she and the rest of the team embarked on a separate mission abroad. As for Adrian Chase, the Vigilante himself, he was unable to leave due to his commitment to his busboy job.

Adrian sat on his couch, his attention captured by the television. However, he couldn't shake off the uncomfortable feeling that engulfed him whenever you were around. You were in the kitchen, busily cooking up a delectable stew that filled the air with a mouthwatering aroma. Yet, it wasn't the enticing scent that made him nervous—it was you. Donning a tank top with no bra and a pair of shorts, you moved about the kitchen, fully absorbed in the music playing through your headphones. As you chopped vegetables, you swayed your hips to the rhythm, unwittingly captivating Adrian's attention.

Unable to resist the temptation, Adrian glanced over his shoulder, stealing glances at you. His heart raced as he observed your graceful movements and the way your body effortlessly moved to the music. In a moment of distraction, you dropped a piece of vegetable on the floor, absentmindedly picking it up. Adrian's eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of a small "nip slip."

"Whoops!" you exclaimed, adjusting your shirt before discarding the vegetable and returning to your cooking. That accidental moment drove him crazy, making it even more challenging to have such an attractive woman in his house. You had made a habit of having moments like this. From walking out of the bathroom still wet from a shower with the tiniest towel wrapped around your body to you wearing just your underwear and a big t-shirt whenever you woke up. He played cool for the most part but a man has his limits!

Adrian turned his attention back to the television, closing his eyes and replaying the image of the "nip slip" in his mind over and over again. However, the blissful distraction quickly turned into frustration as he felt his blood rush into his lap. Embarrassed and flustered, Adrian realized that this had become a regular occurrence. He hastily grabbed one of his pillows, placing it on his lap as he flipped through the TV channels, attempting to appear nonchalant. Just as he thought he had managed to compose himself, you walked over, leaning on the back of the couch. The scent of your perfume filled the air, and he could feel the warmth radiating from your body. Adrian glanced over at you as you spoke, but his focus shifted to your chest, captivated by its softness and the way it was accentuated by your tank top. In that moment, he yearned to pull you onto his lap, reveling in your warmth and tenderness. Ugh! He hated feeling this way! You were his co-worker who was staying over! A fellow hero in arms nothing more!

"Earth to Adrian? Dude! I'm telling you to change the channel! I fucking hate Wheel of Fortune," you exclaimed, waving your hand in front of his face. He jerked back, wide-eyed and mouth agape, desperately trying to find his words. "Cool, gimme! Stew's ready in 10, okay?" you continued, taking the remote from his hand and changing the channel. Adrian kept looking at you, a slight awkward grin on his face, as you walked away.

Feeling overwhelmed, Adrian blurted out, "I'm going to the bathroom! To solve a... problem... NOT a masturbating problem! Because I don't have one of those!" He yelled the words, a mix of awkward laughter and embarrassment filling the air, as he rushed towards his bathroom.

He closed the door behind him, leaning against it, heaving and sweating as he tried to calm himself down. He looked towards the hamper that held all your dirty clothes in it. He inched closer, opening the lid as he dug through your clothes then picked out a pair of pink panties.

Peacemaker told him that this was weird to do but it just felt so right. He sits on his toilet rolling the panties in one hand. Just one more time and then he’ll ask you on a date or confess! Like normal people do! Promise!

Adrian rolls his hand over the bulge in his jeans. He liked to imagine you were doing this. Teasing him but remaining innocent like you had no clue what to do next. “Fuck..” He grunted in a low tone as he unzipped his pants freeing his cock from its confides as it sprung free. Then he grabs the bottle of lotion beside the toilet, pumping two squirts into his free hand before gently starting to stroke his cock. He leans back, closing his eyes, taking a deep whiff of your panties. His imagination runs wild imagining all the different positions he would put you in. Hearing you beg from his cock. Your soft pants and moans filling his apartment. If he was a bit more braver he would fuck you right there on his kitchen counter. Tear off those shorts and and-

His thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door swinging open. “Boy you've been in here a while! Hope you’re not shitting? But stew read-” You were stopped in your tracks by the sight. Your face engulfed with blush as you both stared at each. Adrian with your panties still pressed on his face, eyes wide as he seems just as frozen as you. You two stare at each other for a full minute before you slowly close the door.

Adrian's heart raced as he hastily struggled to zip up his pants. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" he muttered under his breath, his mind in a frenzy. Exiting the bathroom, he scanned the room, desperately searching for you. His eyes landed on you at the table, engrossed in a bowl of stew, wrapped in an oversized sweater that concealed most of your figure. Shit... now she must think I'm weirdo…a creepy weirdo, he silently lamented, walking towards the bowl of stew you had prepared for him. Taking a seat across from you, the deafening silence engulfed them both. This is so awkward, he thought to himself, realizing that neither of them had taken a bite of their food. You were staring at him intensely, but every time Adrian met your gaze, you would quickly divert your eyes back to your bowl.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you mustered the courage to speak. "Um... what were you doing in the bathroom, buddy?" you asked, your voice trembling and a faint blush coloring your cheeks, accompanied by a quirky accent that betrayed your nervousness.

Okay, Vigilante, think! Adrian's mind raced, desperately trying to come up with a plausible explanation. "I... uh... I definitely wasn't masturbating to YOU. Those were different underwear... from someone else," he blurted out, grimacing at the absurdity of his words.

"Wait, so you just have random women's underwear lying around?" you questioned, a mix of confusion and curiosity evident in your voice. "And those definitely look like mine. Plus, I didn't even mention why you had your hand on your..."

Adrian abruptly stood up, grabbing the bowl of stew and placing it on the sink counter. Nope! No sir! Adrian may struggle with social cues, but he's at least self-aware enough to recognize the awkwardness of the situation. "HAHA! I'm going to sit over there now!" he exclaimed, walking—or rather sprinting—over to his couch, sitting down and grabbing a pillow to discreetly cover his lap. Despite everything that had transpired, he still found himself with a slight boner. Annoyed with himself, Adrian readjusted himself in his jeans. Before he could do anything else, you approached him and settled down beside him, pretending to watch TV. Both of you knew you weren't actually paying attention to what was playing on the screen. The tension hung heavily in the air as you sat in close proximity.

Finally, you broke the silence again, turning to gently tug at the pillow in his lap. "What's underneath the pillow? What do you have there?" you asked, a curious expression on your face.

He didn't respond, but your hand's proximity to his lap caused his dwindling erection to stir back to life. Now he definitely didn't want that pillow moved, avoiding eye contact with you until you poked him in the side.

"Do you... like me, Mr.Vigilante~?" you inquired, playfully poking him and repeating the question. Since joining the team, you had developed feelings for Adrian. You found his goofiness and humor endearing, and his well-built physique, glimpsed when you once had to patch up a knife wound on his stomach, had left a lasting impression. That was the moment you resolved to ask him out. Despite the team's annoyance with Adrian, you indulged him and eagerly listened to whatever he had to say. However, it always seemed like he didn't understand your hints or invitations, often diverting the conversation or bringing Peacemaker along to your "hangouts." Smith had advised you to be direct, but that felt intimidating. So, you continued dropping hints, eventually assuming he simply didn't reciprocate your feelings and contented yourself with pretending to play house during the team's absence. But now? After witnessing the bathroom incident, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement.

Adrian took hold of your hand with his free one, his gaze intense as you nervously swallowed.

"(Y/N), knock it off," he said in a monotone voice. Yes, of course he liked you! But you didn’t have to be a dick and tease him. He already knows you think he’s a creep.

Both of you locked eyes, the tension palpable.

"And if I don't? What are YOU going to do about it? Are you gonna punish me Mr.Vigilante~" you grinned, realizing that maybe being a bit bratty was the key to getting through to him. Or maybe taunting the trained killer was not the best idea if he already didn’t like you but you had to try! Did he enjoy this? Was that what it took?

He looks back at you confused before raising an eyebrow. “Yeah maybe I will?”

“Ooo what was my crime then?” You taunt again shimmying your shoulders letting the tank top fall a little.

He quickly is able to grab both of your wrist with one hand pinning you down to the couch. You feel your pussy clench as he lets the pillow fall away and with that hand starts running it in between your thighs. Adrian would lean down his face in the crook of your neck just grazing your ear. “For being so fucking annoying.” He says with a gruff tone. He couldn't take it anymore. Your breath rapids as you feel his hand grope and grip every part of your body. Like he couldn’t believe you were real and this was happening. Your thighs, your stomach, your breasts. He paid extra attention to your breasts groping over the fabric of your thin tank top and then pinching your nipple eliciting a surprise squeak from you.

“Walking around all the time in those tiny skimpy outfits. You were practically begging me to fuck you weren’t you?” His breathing ragged as he stayed in the crock of your neck like he was trying to control himself but was finding it difficult. His hard cock still restrained to his jeans rubs against your thigh. You can feel its warmth radiating every-time it does so

You don’t answer at first just in shock that this was happening at all. You want to say something but when you open your mouth no words come out. “You wanted me to touch these perfect tits and this ass!” He gropes your ass next hard, sure to leave some type of mark due to the slight stinging sensation left by his hand. Adrian would soon drift towards your neck giving you light kisses before biting hard leaving huge hickey marks all around your collarbone and neck. “You wanted me to mark you up. Make sure everyone knows who belong to~”

You gasp, closing your eyes at the sensation biting your lips as he works. He stops for a second looking at his work, kinda proud of himself. You tremble underneath him overstimulated from everything that’s just happened. “Adri-” Your words are cut short from him pulling your shorts aside. “Not uh not Adrian? Vigilante. Come on say it~” He sings as you feel him slip past your underwear as he sinks two fingers inside of you. You squirm around as you feel his fingers sink deeper into your pussy which clenches at his fingers. His thumb swirls around your clit which makes you squirm even more. “V-Vigilante!” You moan out at the onslaught of sensations. He hums with an appreciative tone as he continues your thighs clamp down on his hand but that doesn't stop him as he pries your thighs up letting go of your wrists to do so. He pumps his fingers going slow at first as he continues he changes the pace. You're so close. You can feel it as your legs tremble more.

“Come on baby~ Make a mess on my hand” He urges you, leaning back down into your ear. You grip the sides of his couch burying your face in the fabric of the cushions. You climax as you make an absolute mess. Cum dripping down your thighs on the couch even managing to get on his shirt. Adrian smiles as he leans back up sliding his fingers out with a lewd wet noise. He looks at his fingers and shirt amazed. You heaved trying to regain your senses as the world spinned for a second but Adrian doesn’t give you that chance.

“Don’t give out on me now?” He chuckled as he sucked on his two fingers. “Damn you’re sweeter than I expected?” He laughs. You were about to open your mouth before you heard a quick zipping noise followed by you feeling Adrian rip your tank top off. It was surprising how much ease it took him to rip it.

That was not as surprising as him grabbing your wrist and yanking you to the ground in front of him as he sat on the couch. When you finally settled yourself you came face to face with his cock right in front of you. It was way bigger than you expected and aching for you.

“Go on?” He urges you but you anxiously look at him like you have no clue on what to do next. “Really?” He laughs at your innocence. “Okay so say ah! With your tongue sticking out.” Adrian instructs and you do as told. “Like thi-” Before you could even get your question out he slams his thick cock down your throat earning a gagging noise from you. He places one hand wrapped in your hair as he forces your head up and down. “J-j-just like that. F-Fuck your throat is tight babe. Even tighter than that little pussy of yours.” Adrian groans as he bops your head up and down. Soon though he’s rambling. He can’t keep his composure after fantasizing about this moment since forever it was hard to focus.

“Fu-fuck! Take it all… fuck…look at you on your knees… swallowing my cock down… so fucking eager! F-fuck I need you so bad…" He continued to ramble incoherently not making sense just a assortment of fucks. He finally couldn’t hold out any longer and he let his orgasm build, slamming his cock down your throat exploding inside. Your throat bopping as you greedily swallowed his cum. He pumped a little inside your throat staying there for a second lost in bliss before you slapped his thighs in urgency. “Oh shit! I-i’m sorry! I was too rough..” He would say with a grimace rubbing your cheek as you coughed a little.

“I-it’s okay! I liked it..” You say hoarse.

“Really?”

You nod which earns a dorky smile from Adrian who pulls you up in his lap smiling. You're more than exhausted as you sit in his lap letting yourself rest on his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist snuggling his nose into your back kissing your shoulder blades

[pokemon-ash-aus]

MAGICAL GIRL ASH AU! MAGICAL GIRL ASH AU

I want people to know that Ash is NOT the only Magical Girl, he's just the only one that often gets confused as a girl despite being a boy, Ash's Magical Girl name is Amekaguri, Rain Ninja, but Ameka for short!

Alain is Magically attuned to his Charizard and is nicknamed the Dragon Slayer

Korrina is also a Magical girl but is more similar to Shiek/Zelda from LoZ with her Partner Lucario (name pending). She Knew the prior Ameka

Blaziken Mask is just a normal vigilante but had also known the prior Ameka before Ash joined the scene

Froakie whose sole purpose was to find a caretaker to take on the Magical Girl attribute has been an old companion for Millenium and had many partners that grew into the realm of the world

Every time the prior girl died- whether it was due to Age or a fight went wrong, he regressed to his smaller form to rebuild power and strength. And maybe he switches from the trio of starters, but he primarily stays as a water type So when he meets Ash, it's not really a big deal to him. Froakie was actually looking at Bonnie. But then something about Ash made him choose Ash instead. Later on, when

Ash finally unlocks the magical girl Form, He just sheepishly shrugs.

"You had the vibe of all the previous girls, I just had to choose you." I like to think that Froakie messes with the Pokemon Ash has as well, but only when transformed

Hawlucha's colors change into brighter tones, and maybe change from Fighting/Flying to Fighting Fairy? (or maybe just a move usually unavailable to him) Noibat, I imagine gets HUGE like a big ole baby! Goodra, I imagine is more like Vaporean or Froslass, in which if it rains, they can just disappear from sight because of how fast they move. Fletchinder gets a golden coat and throws the plumage of their feathers like razor leaf

For Pikachu, I actually want to think it's like a branched evo (sorta like Ash-Greninja) but instead of Raichu, its Gorochu. So big and bitey and goes from Pure Electric to Electric/Fighting

And Froakie keeps his own Magical girl transformation to Ash-Greninja

Even as a lil baby Froakie

And all I can think of is the sass between Ash, Froakie, and Pikachu maybe Froakie never evolves, maybe he evolves all the way through, I do not know but I just want him to always perch on Ash's shoulder like Pikachu does

I think in this case, Ash DOESN'T have natural Aura, and it's only when transformed does it really come into effect

So the whole time, Ash understood his pokemon by practice and trial and error and then he transforms, and it's literally like a translator in his brain.

Ash: I spent so much time learning to understand my partners and I come to find out there's a cheat code >:(

Froakie: I understood all that separately

I have SOOO much more for this AU including Alain's form and so many interactions that I've only so far fed to my Discord peeps on a Pokemon Server XD

[playertwotails]

did u write the baby tails post yet? id love to read it

Here you go, my de-aged/time switched feral baby Tails idea so hold your hat cause it's a long one under the cut. Also forgive me and my nonsense, I am not a writer.

Just to set some ground rules on my take on baby Tails so we're all on the same page. First of all I always imagine Tail and Sonic meeting when Tails was 3/4 and Sonic 10/11 (both are homeless kids best they can do is guesstimate ages and roll with it). And our little guy Tails, is the sweet, kind, caring Tails we all know and love. BUT as a baby all of that was buried under the weight of being abandoned, harassed, hurt, half/fully starved and bullied starting from maybe basically birth if not shortly after. So baby Tails is just the most FERAL of little guys. He WILL bite, claw, kick, pull fur/feathers/whatever they got and do whatever it takes if he feels cornered and threatened by someone. And yes he has his inventions even at that young age to protect him somewhat, but he's still a baby and can only build them out of the scraps he finds, so they are little flimsy and get destroyed easily by said bullies fairly often. So bitey time's are aplenty for baby Tails.

Now luckily when Sonic meet Tails one of their first interactions was him saving Tails from bullies so he started out a few steps on the less feral side of Tails. Not that Sonic doesn't/never saw this side of Tails, it just never got it directed at him unless he startled Tails or was calming Tails down when something else brought out that side. I also like to think that Sonic and Tails were together about a year before Eggman ever even found out about Tails. So by the time Eggman and their other friends meet Tails, the feral side of Tails has been pretty much put to rest as, through Sonic's help, Tails doesn't need to rely on that 'cornered feral rabies filled racoon' fight instinct anymore. The Tails they first meet relies more on his inventions, smarts, and how Sonic taught him to fight.

SO getting to the bread and butter of all this.

Sonic, Tails and Co. are fighting Eggman or maybe another villain per their usual shtick. And when they go to hit Sonic with their "ultimate weapon" it ends up a whole whoopsi daisies situation and hits Tails instead. Now readers choice on if this de-ages Tails or switched older Tails with younger Tails, but result is the same either way. The smoke clears, Tails is still there, to everyone's short lived relief, but there is now a much smaller scruggly looking Tails in that spot

(Now another thought I had just for ultimate angst potential for either scenario of scruffy baby Tails, is that baby Tails has the starved figure, scars, cuts, bruises, matted/patchy fur he had on what ever day he de-aged to/switched with)

The villain then dips cause plan has gone sideways and Sonic and crew are now just left with a tiny little baby Tails. (and the crew I imagine is Amy, Knuckles, Shadow, and Rouge - maybe Blaze, Silver, Tangle and Whisper too just to make it a really party if you want)

I think before even Sonic can react though Amy is the first to make it to baby Tails. Now I love Amy to death but bless her heart she has a tendency to get tunnel vision sometimes (big mood). So before she registers that baby Tails is a bit more ruff around the edges than she's used to, she just sees a cute little tiny baby Tails and immediately goes for the hug cause Tails is adorable on his own but tiny Tails is serotonin directly injected into your veins and her being a whole mood cannot physically stop herself from going for a hug. Plus they've met a younger Tails before so she thinks it's a similar situation so free hugs all around. (Sidenote - I'm just gonna call baby Tail BT for the rest of this cause it long)

Unfortunately BT only registers 'person coming at them fast and getting close' and just uses his reaction to bite Amy all the while hissing and growling like a feral cat in an alleyway.

Immediately everyone is taken aback (except for Sonic) cause that's not a very Tails thing for Tails to do especially to friends even if he's scared.

(And another side note here cause lord forbid my thought process stays cohesive for five minutes - but I see baby Tails being either a Tails that has met Sonic but only has been with him for maybe 2-3 weeks if even that long, so he recognizes Sonic but doesn't really trust him yet. Or for even more 'oh this is sad' it is a little Tails before he met even Sonic, so everyone is starting at the -100 trust line with the feral fluff ball. (i'm moving forward with this with the 'BT knows Sonic but no trust between them' one cause older brother Sonic is my weakness and BT being cute and clingy will not leave my brain))

So BT gets startled at everyone being startled and moves to take off to go hide in a hole somewhere cause "WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE" (if you get the reference let me know) and everyone then makes a move to catch him. Now BT is on fight/flight instincts only and does not even register Sonic. Plus Sonic does not look like the one he knows so he doesn't even recognize him in this state, just is trying to peace the fuck out of there and get to safety. And with everyone now after him BT then proceeds to go into FULL FERAL MODE on all of them.

He is clawing at them, biting everyone, hissing and spitting while making a B-line for what he thinks is an exit. With everyone still being shocked, not wanting to hurt him and with BT being more slippery than grease on pig, they are STRUGGLING. He is giving then the runaround. They're are now all getting more injured than they did in the fight that caused this. All their abilities are doing nothing in helping them catch Tails. BT is that one scene of Jack Jack from the Incredibles levels of fucking them up and he can't even shape shift. He managed to rip off one of Shadows skates, bite through Knuckles gloves, scratch up Rogue and set off her bombs (she threw them all away from her before they exploded), Amy's hands and arms are COVERED in bit marks, and he went for Sonic's shins with deadly accurate kicks (Sonic would be proud if it didn't hurt so much). They all just look like they got into a fight with a wood-chipper and miserably lost but nope it's all just a scared toddler that can and will fuck someone up.

It's only when Sonic shouts "MILES!!!!" at Tails that he finally stops (maybe Tails isn't being called Tails yet at that time so Sonic has to say his name or maybe it's just big brother/parent mode voice gets through to him). BT stops his frantic exit relay race but will not let anyone close and is still straight up growling at everyone. So now they're all just standing in a lose circle around BT not wanting to take their eyes off him but all desperately sending mental vibes to Sonic to take care of this cause what the fuck has gotten into Tails.

Cue soft big brother Sonic stepping up to bat and everyone watches him try and coax a tiny scraggly Tails, that looks 3 seconds from trying to bolt again, to get closer to Sonic and calm down. He does succeed after about 10 mins and gets BT to let him get close enough to look over his injuries. And they watch Sonic look over BT's injuries with the softest of big brother looks but when he's got BT turned around to check his back Sonic gets just a flash of anger but resigned look on his face. Cause Sonic knows those injuries and they weren't from the beam BT got hit with. (He'd forgotten how bad they were due to time and also being so young when they first met but now he's even more pissed off and sad about it) - Meanwhile people on West Side Island "why do I suddenly hear Kellin Quinn singing??"

So from there the crew moves out with BT almost glued to Sonic's side cause he's scared of everyone. Sonic has to fly them all back cause BT is too little to reach the pedals of the plane (to the surprise of a few of their friends cause they either forgot/didn't know Sonic could fly a plane also idk how to fly a plane but my imaginary one has pedals now). Finally they get back to a safe area, Tail's workshop, and the other's stick close but outside so they don't overwhelm BT while Sonic spends time cleaning/feeding/treating BT's injuries and put him to bed.

Once Sonic's got the little orange terror to go to sleep he gets everyone rounded up to talk about this and figure out how to fix it. But not before they all grill him for info cause what the fuck has gotten into Tails, they thought it was just the beam at first that caused BT to act like that but Sonic knew what to do so that theory jumped out the window. Cue Sonic giving them the watered down version of his memories of feral baby Tails, cause a lot of it ain't their business in his mind but they also need to know enough to not trigger BT into going full feral scared mode on them.

Even with what they know is the more sanitized version of events Sonic gives them everyone is shocked to find out this was actually how Tails was as a little baby toddler guy when Sonic first found him. Cause they all know how sweet Tails is. The difference is night and day. They are all also immediately mentally planning murder. (- Meanwhile people on Westside Island again "why do I hear Tyler Smyth now???? wtf??")

They all just get sad and angry cause who could hurt Tails (exceptions being made to this rule for Eggman and the rest of their circle of villains cause villains gonna villain).

I imagine Amy just starts crying cause she's upset that, that happened to Tails. But also she about to bust out that hammer and hunt some people down.

Knuckles is upset and suddenly feels really guilty about some of those early days fights he used to get into with Sonic and Tails when they all first met. But also recalling some small moments where a hint of this came out when he first met Tails but never to the extent he had seen earlier that day.

Rogue already kinda knew about it cause..spy, but not the full extent. Her info was coming from second hand sources that tried to hide the fact that they were so cruel to one of the only people who can/has stopped Eggman. She already got names and faces and she's about to get a bunch of new stuff when she robs all of them blind. And she's also planning on taking Omega with her, let him cause some chaos, blow up a few thing for fun-sies.

Shadow about to march up stairs, pick up BT, tell Sonic "this is mine now" and march out with a new brother. Also pay a little visit to Westside Island with Rogue cause he knew that face she made, she already has names and he wants in. Tails just reminds him so much of Maria and BT got Shadows 'thought to be long gone' protective brother instincts kicking into overdrive now.

The rest of this goes down with all of them just spoiling the hell outta BT, getting told stories from BT about his life and it just being one of the saddest things they ever have heard ever, and figuring out how to fix it by hunting down whoever did it to MAKE them fix it.

Bonus points: They also get to see how destructive BT is with weapons and learn:

1) why Sonic ban Tails from making some types of weapons.

2) that Sonic actually has the patience of a saint for a little destructive BT

3) Tails is way more down to murder than they had previously thought

Anyways hope you enjoyed my rambles. Long busy week so sorry if it's a little all over the place. It was a long post but it's also been a while since I posted.

[p0rchc0ll4ps3]

the!!!!! beasts!!!!!!!!!!!! colored a few of my notebook doodles that i posted a few days ago and made jean into a pine marten (he was originally a stoat, but i wanted him to be a little larger than that)

harry and kim's designs are based on @buckybearart's designs tho i gave kim spots. also was buckybearart's idea for jean being a small bitey sort of beast (he had jean as a tasmanian devil, but i wanted all of them except kim to be european type creatures)

eyes in the top left is a russo-european laika mutt. stray street dog type. kim is half indochinese leopard, half iberian lynx (also that's younger kim with eyes). harry is very much a eurasian brown bear (with a terrible sense of fashion), and jean is a european pine marten (feat big ears, etc.). OH and judit (far right) is a european badger

sorry about jean's awful swearing. he's short now. gotta' compensate somehow (everyone in the precinct is still scared of him. he gets up on tables and yells at you and if you fuck with him he bites you really hard)

i made judit a badger coz she seems like a very stable, reliable kind of person who will stand her ground and fight back if pushed

i wonder if they hibernate lol

text transcript under the cut

Kim in the middle: Get your shit together.

Jean bottom left: One more word out of you Kitsuragi and I will bite your spiky dick off.

Judit on the far right: Good luck, Lieutenant. Jean on the bottom right: Thank you, Minot.

[zibiscusloon]

“They told me I was perfect for the role. Absolutely perfect.”

[meowzilla93]

its funny, when i was first designing August, she went through a ringer of changes.

i knew she was gonna be NB, more gender fluid

but their look completely eluded me.

dark hair, blonde hair, fashion colour hair. glasses, no glasses, what coloured eyes? dance? maybe not. or maybe sporty? perhaps more into ice skating? short, tall, average, long hair, short hair etc.

her partner was going to be Baxter, that was for certain. so, in the end, what made me finally settle on something was trying to find her an animal to compare her to.

of all things.

if someone where to say "you know, you remind me of a - "

I wanted there to be something incredible specific.

and what better personality type than a Fox to keep Baxter on his toes.

and her design, all her quirks, likes and dislikes all her little details came from that

Copper Red Hair - Red Fox Fur

Green/Gold eyes - Heterochromia; Green for the forest and gold for the typical fox coloured eyes

Night owl - or should i say fox, as they are nocturnal creatures

Cheeky/playful personality

Cheeky grin when doing something she shouldnt be or teasing someone

Mate for life - she is monogamous, and will have only one partner she ever fell in love with

Incredibly cuddly, a little bitey when playful too, she has little fangies! their canines just grew a little larger than average

just, everything stemmed from that.

And she has become the light of my life and the moon and stars of Baxters

listen i dare you to look up what her middle names means

[tinie-bee]

(more)Hazbin hotel agere headcanons!

Carmilla:

-Flip (cg lean)

-She's a gentle cg

-She loves giving hugs and kisses(she always asks before though)

-She usually tries to teach her littles how to dance,sometimes it goes well,sometimes it doesn't

-She likes making food(specifically pancakes) for her littles!

-She rarely ever regresses,but when she does,she just likes to watch her favorite childhood movies

Sera:

-Little age:3-6

-She loves bubbles and clouds!

-She normally goes mute when she regresses

-Sometimes she gets really bitey

-She giggles a *ton*

Vox:

-He's such an ipad kid(I think we all agree on that lol)

-He is so bitey,he can't go 10 minutes without biting something(or someone)

-*all* his agere gear is shark themed

-He is a chaos child

-He has a big sweet tooth

-Like,to the point where both Val and Vel have to lock up all the sweets

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~sorry this is so short,I have a lot of requests to do!

@collector-the-big-kid

@bottlecapsandotherthings

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

I see your neck post and I raise you:

Steve gets drunk one night, like, hammered, because he's missing Nancy and m! Reader (I'm so sorry for adding on to the male reader requests-) and Eddie are there with Robin. Reader has somewhat similar hair to Nancy so Steve is clinging to him so reader tells Robin to get his boyfriend Eddie.

Eddie is just 🧍 "bro what- no. Mine." Super possessive so he gets all bitey on the reader in front of Steve.

Maybe some smut? That's completely up to you.

Stay safe and take care of yourself! I hope you have a wonderful day or evening!

Request is referirng to this post--because NECK. And whoops this got so sad. I'm sorry! Let me know if this isn't what you had in mind.

Requests have resumed. You can submit yours here!

Currently writing for Eddie Munson. I write for a variety of reader inserts (male, female, gender neutral, readers of color too).

The more details you had to your request, the better it is for me. EX: “What about some fluff for Eddie after he’s had a long day?”

Feel free to look through my masterlist here!

Eddie Munson x Male Reader.

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You lift your head as the shrill of the phone echoes around you. Eddie gives your shoulder another tug--the TV holds a gorey red hue that paints the walls of the trailer. You laugh at Eddie's insistent hold. "What if it's the plant?" you question softly as the phone continues to ring.

It'd been a couple weeks since you and Eddie have been able to properly hang out. Your job had you working nights and you didn't get off until nearly 1 sometimes 2 in the morning. The timing always sort of fell apart for one reason or another. Until now. You had two days off--on a weekend no less-- and Eddie had asked you to spend the night.

It was easy to say yes to his request. Eddie had gone to Family Video to stock up on movies and you agreed to cover the snacks. So you understand why Eddie is pouting as he pushes up from the couch. He undoubtedly did not want anything to interrupt the evening, but at the mention that it could be about his uncle, Eddie pushes up and answers the phone.

You pause the film, watching Eddie nod into the receiver. "Yeah he's here with me. You okay, Buckley?"

You perk up at the mention of Robin. She and you were friends--forged by fire and Math class. Robin clocked you the second you walked into that algebra class. You took in the writing on her Chuck Taylors and knew too. It wasn't that it was obvious but it was more like signals. If you were looking for your people, even the smallest hint was something to cling to and also be terrified off.

But that year--your junior, her sophomore--the two of you became fast friends. Now, even though you've graduated, you still went by her job to chat. The two of you still made efforts to have standing lunch dates when you could.

You push up off the couch too, taking the short trip to Eddie's kitchen where the phone resides. You faintly catch the sound of Robin's voice slurring together. Eddie notices the furrow of your brow and brings a hand to rub it over your back. Maybe it's all fine. But your heart beat thrums in your neck.

She asks again for you and Eddie hands the phone over. "Rob?" you question.

She giggles into the receiver. "Hi, so, uh, I need help."

"Help? Where are you?" you ask.

"I-" a hiccup interrupts her speech. "Steve's place. He sssaid he wanted to talk. But he'ss totally trashed."

"From the sounds of it, so are you?"

"No, no, no,' Robin quickly corrects. "But his parents are going to be back in town tomorrow. My fingers aren't cooperating with me. Please," Robin begs into the phone. "I won't ever ask for another favor for as long as I live."

"Steve's parents are never home," you mutter to yourself.

"Please, please, please." Another hiccup cuts Robin off and you sigh as you agree to come to Steve's place. You'd only been out the front of his house. It's not that you and Steve were strangers to each other. In fact you'd hazard the terms acquaintances to describe each other. But still, the two of you had a sort of line. You were friends with Robin and Steve was friends with Eddie and you learned about each other via this connection, but hadn't delved into anything beyond that.

"Fine. But you owe me. Interrupting date night is like a total no-no.'

"I know. I'm ssorry. Tell Eddie I'll do whatever he wants to make it up. Well, not whatever I won't suck his--'

"Alright, alright," you huff to cut her off. "Sit still. We're on our way."

"Thank you! I love you! Oh my god," Robin gushes. At the same time, Eddie's voice rings throughout the trailer, "We?"

And just faintly before you hang up the phone you finally catch Steve's voice. "And another thing, Robs!'

It's definitely going to be a long night.

It takes you all of three minutes to convince Eddie to let you leave. He pouts for a while stating you can't leave when it's so dark out. But he knows it's Robin asking for you and he knows you won't take his no. So as you pull the sweatshirt back over your t-shirt and unearth your shoes from underneath Eddie's bed, you watch Eddie follow suit. He slips into his jacket, gets his shoes back on, and right as you grab your keys, he takes them from you.

'Well if you're going, so am I. I'm not getting left behind," he counters.

When you pull up to Steve's house, you're not sure what you're expecting. Perhaps, you're waiting for Steve to fall out of the door, shout at you for showing up at your door. Instead through, Robin greets you. Behind her you can hear sniffles. "It's not fair!" Steve huffs.

"I am a dumbass," Robin greets. "But here are my knights in shining---leather jackets?" She squints just a little, but then waves you all inside. She's not as gone as you initially thought. But the place is a little out of sorts.

There's cans littered throughout the house. A fine level of dust on the shelves. It doesn't even look like anyone lives there truly. "Is he okay?" you ask.

Robin shrugs. "A recurring theme. I just--can one person help me get the cans up and other help me get Steve to bed? He's a large man. Doesn't look it, but damn he's a gaggle of limbs."

Eddie volunteers to help get Steve up to his room. It makes the most sense. "Alright, big guy, let's get you all tucked in," Eddie teases.

"Who the fuck let you in, man?" Steve laughs. You only hear the taunts as you trail behind Robin into the kitchen. It's not too bad in here. There's bottles, a few glasses in the sink. You initially thought maybe the place had been overrun with mold. But it's relatively tame. Steve clearly does his bet to keep the house together. It's not perfect but you don't think anyone with a full time job to keep a house perfectly intact.

The trash bag whips in your ear and Robin hands it over to you. "Why-why don't you take a seat, Robin?" you offer directing her to a chair at the kitchen table.

"Didn't want him drinking alone,' she offers, resting her head on her forearms. She hadn't expected Steve to go on the tangent and binge that he had. She didn't want to catch up to him, but damn Steve and his charm when he'd make a joke about how slow Robin was going with her own intake. So she'd give him just a taste--flip him off as she took her sip. He grinned with an easy, Atta girl each time.

Now, the room did not feel as stable as it started out as and Steve was worse for wear. Though he didn't seem belligerent, she could see the sadness behind his eyes. It was a shitty time for Steve to fall down into this well of self-pity. He'd been bitching about how his parents were finally coming back into town weeks before the holidays in order to keep up appearances.

It started him on a spiral. Robin couldn't control it, not when she agreed to also have a drink or three with Steve. Not eating before hand was catching up. You fix Robin a glass of water and think maybe Steve should have one too. So you find another glass and go into the living room where Eddie is covered in a not sober Steve. Eddie's laughing as the slightly younger man has slung himself over Eddie's shoulders. But when Steve eyes fall onto yours, you watch something turn.

You don't know what it is as first, but you put the glass down on the table. "So you don't hate yourself in the morning," you laugh and then turn back into the kitchen.

"Is that?" Steve asks to Eddie. It would be a whisper if not for the fact that Steve wasn't truly in control of his volume. "No way," he finishes, interrupting his own thought.

You're not sure what he's referring to, so you chuckle just a little slightly unsure of circumstances. "In the flesh. You okay, Eds?"

Eddie nods, "Yeah, nothing I can't handle."

You turn back into the kitchen, setting out for real this time to clean up what's been left behind. Robin's soft snores hit your ears and you think maybe she was further gone than she let on. You'll let her sleep for the time being. Though you know her parents are definitely going to have a lot of questions when you drop her off.

You just get water into the sink when you catch Eddie's voice. "Steve, you're drunk. Don't--"

Something bumps hard--you hear the thump followed by the shriek of Eddie and the rattle of glass. You spin around and a slightly uncoordinated Steve is barreling through the kitchen to you. "I knew it. I knew you'd come," he's babbling.

"Steve?" you question, taking a small step back. "What are you?"

"I was trying to tell Robin," Steve sighs as he wraps you into a hug. "She didn't believe me. But I knew. You always come, Nance."

As your body freezes, your hands pinned between your and Steve's chest, you realize now what might've started this whole ordeal. "Steve, hate to break it to you," you start.

"No, no, you don't have to say anything. I know I'm a dunce. I know, but you always come." His body starts to tremble and you think maybe he's crying.

Eddie catches up, rounding the corner of the kitchen island. "Steve, buddy, I need you to step away from my boyfriend please," he starts gently.

"That's not funny," Steve starts. He unravels from you, but keeps an arm slung around your shoulders. You knew from the jokes the kids always made that you and Nancy shared a resemblance. It was a little unnerving seeing her for the first time. But being just as tall as Steve and Eddie definitely gave you a distinct edge over her.

"Steve, bud, I'm serious. It's-it's not Nancy. I know you miss her," Eddie reasons. He does offer an extended hand for Steve to take. "Why don't you and I-'

Steve's no longer paying attention, eyes zeroing in on you. "Sorry, Steve," you whisper. It takes him a moment and his eyes widen once it clicks.

"Oh-I'm-fuck, I'm sorry," he stumbles out, snatching his arm back like he'd put it near fire. Almost like popping a balloon, Steve deflates. He apologizes the entire time Eddie's walking with him up the stairs.

You knew of Steve and Nancy dating--much like everyone did. But you hadn't been privy to how much their relationship had impacted Steve this much. There's some part of you that's more worried if Steve's going to remember what he did rather than having been the one who has lived through it.

The kitchen is easy to clean thankfully. You know your dusting will be surface level, but as you go through the rooms downstairs, collecting whatever trash exist in those spaces, you give the tables and shelves a quick wipe. You're almost done with the living room when Eddie returns down stairs. The water that Steve spilled is starting to try and though you think you should maybe have more concern for the carpet, you know that deep down it's just water.

Eddie and you work in relative silence until you're tossing the trash bags into the bins at the back of the house. Right as the two of you are getting ready to head back into the house, his arms wrap around your waist. "I'm going to have to keep you away from jocks now," Eddie teases.

You snort. "Steve is clearly drunk."

"Yeah, and you're clearly a hot commodity," Eddie teases. You weren't sure how he'd react to Steve's mistake. But you know even behind the taunts, there could also be a lingering insecurity.

"Well good for you, I purposefully took myself off the market," you return.

"Hmm, who might be the lucky guy who snatched you up?"

"Not anyone I think you would know."

Eddle laughs, head dipping to press a kiss to your neck. He does have to fight the material of your sweatshirt to do it, but it doesn't seem to deter Eddie at all. The night carries your laughter. For the smallest of moments, it's just the two of you. You turn in his embrace, heart picking up as you watch the skin around Eddie's eyes crinkle with his smile.

"You're handsome, you know?" you whisper.

"I've been told a time or two," Eddie shrugs. You can spot the slight change of color in his cheeks.

"Thanks for coming with me to rescue, Robin."

"Of course." He says it with ease as though he wouldn't choose to do anything else if faced with the choice.

It's happening for you stop yourself, stretching to take Eddie's lips into a kiss. It starts slow, tasting the nicotine on his tongue from the smoke you're sure Eddie had before you came over. And behind it there's the hint of chocolate from the M&M's he stole from you too. Eddie smells of the earth--deeply as you press it into your nose. He holds your hips as the kisses increase intensity. There's a push and pull, sighs and smacks.

You pull back just a little and tilt his head back. It's going to make Eddie puddy. You know that. It's why you do it--kissing down his throat. The whimper falls almost immediately as your lips work over his skin. It's easy to do this, after a few months of exploring you know Eddie a bit better than you think he knows himself.

So you suck, pursing lips to pull at his skin and then release it with a pop. Eddie shivers that the flat of your tongue smoothing over the hickey you've no doubt left behind on his pale skin. He doesn't care though.

His grip tightens at your hips and he sighs. "Baby--once we drop Robin off, I'm going to get you back for this."

You laugh into his neck, dropping the act and instead cozying up into his hold. "I'm holding you to it."

-H

[blastburned]

ABOUT RED.

game trainer red from pokémon, written by cas.

ABOUT

Red. Twenty-eight. Nonbinary. Goes with masc pronouns.

APPEARANCE. 

Red stands at 188 cm or 6’2’. He’s broad in the shoulders, and has a heavy core. He’s got a fighter’s build- most of his weight rests on his core and shoulders. He’s got weathered and dry skin, and dark black hair. He’s heavily scarred from years of working with extremely large and powerful Pokémon, and a lot of these scars add blotches and criss-crossing textures on his arms. His hands are always riddled with hangnails, blisters, and splinters, and shoved in black worn out fingerless gloves. If he is invited to, or exploring somewhere without light, he wears white reflective gloves. His nails are always cut to the quick, and usually one or two are broken.

Red’s skin is on the warm tone side naturally, but he’s ashen from extended stays in the shadow of Mt. Silver and other various health issues. He has two white diagonal scars on his cheek from glass hitting him during the battle at Silph Co.

His hair is deep black, chaotic, thick, and usually a short cropped mess he shoves under a hat. It’s to no avail, and his sideburns grow like weeds. His eyes are extremely dark in color, intense, and sunken in their sockets. His heavy brow and early crows feet give him a perpetually angry or intimidating look, but he has dimples that say he’s an easy smiler. There’s a bit of stubble on his chin that can grow into a small patch of facial hair, but it usually doesn’t.

Red’s lip is almost constantly split from the dry air and brutal climate conditions of Mt. Silver. There are huge sinew dimples in his back from puncture wounds, and bite chunk scars on his legs. The latter is from raising bitey monsters.

PERSONALITY. 

Red comes off as extremely intimidating, intense, and observant at first passing glance. He towers over people with the way he holds himself, completely at peace with his own power, and will use such power without hesitation if he needs to. He is one of the strongest Pokemon Masters in the entire world, and he holds himself like he is the final gate guardian of whatever anyone’s objective is. 

All of the exterior readings are true. Red is an aggressive, intense person with a heart of gold. He doesn’t cow from challenges, and in fact meets them with an adaptable and extremely genre-savvy approach. He’s adaptable, perceptive, and clever as a person, and sees conflict as a natural part of growth, play, and change. 

Despite his inability to talk, he is quick to connect with others, always drawn to vivacious, loud, and similarly determined people. 

BACKGROUND. 

Red was born in Pallet Town to his mother, Yanmei, a refugee fleeing a terrible war. He grew up with childhood friends Leaf and Green, both of whom sought refuge in his house from their own difficulties in childhood. At seven he got terribly sick, and lost his vocal chords to severe infection. He was hospitalized and then in home care for months. 

His mother taught him how to sign, a gift she learned from “an old friend”. Dr. Ookido's grandson (Red's best friend), having just lost his parents, took Red’s near-death experience as someone else leaving him, and harassed Red incessantly. His relationships with other people degenerated with his ability to speak, and by ten, he’d developed extremely aggressive tendencies. 

At eleven, he picked Charmander as his starter, and set out on his Pokemon League journey. It led him to Team Rocket, and Giovanni.

TEAM ROCKET.

Giovanni appeared to be Red’s personal demon, but that wasn’t exactly true. When Marowak was murdered in Lavender Town, Red became Giovanni’s personal demon.

He defeated Giovanni in Celadon’s Game Corner, and correctly claimed that Giovanni would never defeat him.

And he didn’t. 

Red chased Team Rocket through Mt. Moon, progressively growing more and more violent in his actions towards them. He utterly destroyed Giovanni in the battle at the Silph Corporation building in Saffron, and forced Team Rocket into a retreat after Giovanni’s Nidoqueen was caught launching Red out of the top floor window. During that battle, Red was fully not intending to survive the encounter.

Red considered this failure to defeat all of Giovanni’s Pokemon a loss, and the worst one he ever endured. He began to seek ways to take back the autonomy lost with it.

Lastly? Red pursued Giovanni to Viridian, six months later, and thoroughly defeated him there. 

Giovanni disbanded Team Rocket, and Red disappeared off the face of the earth after taking the Champion title from Green within fifteen minutes of him achieving it

THE MOUNTAIN.

Red spent four years in isolation within and around Mt. Silver. 

The surrounding forest and mythos of the area kept visitors besides park rangers to a minimum to none basis. The closest settlement was Silver Town, which sat at the eastmost base of the Mountain, and hardly encroached on that solitude. Locally speaking, Mt. Silver was said to be haunted, and cursed. No tracking devices worked well inside of the forest that surrounded it, and the legends that surrounded it were incredibly terrifying. 

Red spent four years as self-appointed caretaker of the cursed space, pushing himself to remarkable heights as a Pokemon Trainer but also losing what made him connected to the world. The experiences he had on the mountain aren’t things he talks about very much, or shares with other people. 

When he came back to the public eye, the world had undergone an incredible technological change, and he had been left steeped in the mire of past curses. The stress of returning was immense. Both him and his titan-like Pokemon were maladjusted to this new place.

So they left to journey again and make sense of their place in this new world.

THE OLD SEA.

The first stop in Red’s journey was Hoenn, where through exploration, adventure, and copious involvement in the contest scene, he made lifelong friends and connections that helped him re-adjust to being a living person.

It was also the place where he re-encountered Giovanni for the first time in a long time. Red, in his early twenties, had come to terms with why Team Rocket had existed in the first place, and the consequences for its disbanding. He battled Giovanni in spectacular fashion during the Monsoon Season tournament, shattering the caldera battlefield in the final hit. The prize for winning was two unkeyed mega stones, one of which he gave to Giovanni to further conclude their bitter history.

KALOS.

Red journeyed to Kalos after a call from Professor Oak. Ookido asked for him to do a favor in the region, which would amount to a year-long stay in Kalos. Red agreed to the deal, and was contracted to help a whale expert, Professor Laurent, in the long term project of investigation and curing of sick Wailmer species in the area. 

Red quickly found himself falling into a constant string of adventures in Kalos, making further connections and becoming a member of the secret Catamour society in Lumiose. He was quite an infamous double battler in the underground club “Ossuary”.

PWT.

Eventually, the time came when Red was invited back into the public eye as a battler. He was invited to the first Pokemon World Tournament in Unova, and battled in the Champion category. 

As fate would have it, Giovanni also happened to be in attendance, which led to a rather intense and brutal battle, and ended with Giovanni needing to escape from Interpol on the battle subway while Red was detained for information on his whereabouts. Red refused to talk to authorities, and proved his title in the ring over many champions.

AND BEYOND.

Red travels, and continues to find connections in the world around him, constantly battling the shade of Mt. Silver that will always exist in him. He is one of the most powerful trainers in the world, though not undefeatable, and treats his battles like conversations between opponents and duels of experience. He loves battling, and stories, and is drawn to the call to adventure now, just as he was as a kid.

[kkolg]

I saw you were doing md character requests so I wanted to ask if you could do one or two of my nuzi fankids. Both are relatively simple in design as they have no solver in their system but they still have their quirks. The kids are named Kayden and Beretta (Bree for short) with Kayden being the older brother and Bree being a near clone of her mom. Both do have long fangs (possibly barely sticking out of the mouth) due to Uzi installed a venom-virus that does limb paralysis upon being bitten. Kayden: Standard male MD body, white colored lights, silver colored hair with semi curls but having purple colored frosted tips on his hair. Can do his father's "big scary smile" well but not quite there, relatively friendly but has some reserved smart and cleverness from his mom that he rarely shows. He can still get himself into trouble but he's the relatively good kid as long as you don't anger him, and his tail stinger is retractable (nanites forming his stinger when stressed/angered, otherwise his tail just has the canister at the end that could be used to bonk). He's cautious but will throw hands, and tackle his sister if she's getting a bit too energetic. He really likes talking with others and reading, he doesn't like J though. Bree: Near clone of her mom with similar curls to both her mom and dad, mostly purple short hair though some silver streaks. She's a small worker drone model and light purple lights but she has MD arms for self defense (Uzi had paranoia of people going after them) and is one hell of a troublemaker as a result, a real bitey gremlin with feisty personality unless around those she fully trusts with her softer side. (She may or may not have a hidden tail similar to an MD tail but she doesn't know that yet). V's little partner in crime, a bit cautious of Tessa, but tries to take down J on sight. Fun fact Uzi made her family a robo-dog named Copper! And he may or may not be a therapy/helper/guardian dog that looks like a cross between german shepard and golden retriever, the best and only doggo around.

only doing cannon characters sorry!! Your characters sound pretty neat tho :)