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Never finished Johnathan’s sketch, but whoops for got to post Susan. Even though it skipped her generation I still wanted her have the dragon ombré her kids have. A continuation of my American Dragon redesigns.
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depressedshipper · 1 month
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I think as a society we need to start thinking Zuko and Katara as Jake's and Rose's reincarnations in order to get an enemies to lovers animated series with Mae and Dante as the protagonists so we can finally know peace.
Our thoughts and coping can become reality if we think hard enough.
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fieldofgoldenrushes · 1 month
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they’re just idiots in love
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rainbowwwzo · 11 months
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NO CUZ CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW ADORABLE THE HUNTSGIRLS LAUGH IS !!?
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paranoidrobonoid · 2 years
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I felt nostalgic Rose protecting Jake after a run-in with the Huntsman or something
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yellowjavkets · 10 months
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Mark of the Huntsclan
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damn-bi-queen · 1 year
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I’ve been rewatching American dragon lately. I remember that these two really awoke something in me back when I was 11 (could be bisexuality could be forbidden love trope, could be both). So of course I had to draw gay version of Jake and Rose hehe, enjoy
Ps. you can clearly tell which season aesthetics I liked more
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gingerdunbroch · 3 months
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currently rewatching American Dragon: Jake Long (a show that is VERY slept on imo) with my cousin
and i realized something
i’ve just always had a thing for kickass blondes named Rose
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Fictober Day 3: Okay, Show Me
Prompt number: Prompt #3
Fandom: American Dragon Jake Long
Pairings/Characters: Jake/Rose; Haley; Huntsman
Rating: M
Warnings: torture; blood; gore; medical situations; violence; on screen death(s); murder
You can read under the cut or click here to read it on fanfiction
Rose never liked having one on one meetings with the Huntsman. It never felt like a good thing to be locked in a room with a man that could treat her like a treasured pet in one moment and then try to kill her in the next, just to see if she was smart enough and fast enough to avoid actually being killed. When the Huntsman showed up to her bedroom and blocked the door out, her flight response kicked into overdrive, even though there was nowhere to go. The Huntsman looked positively gleeful and that was more than enough to make Rose realize that whatever happened next, she wasn’t going to like it.
“Yes, Master?” she said, keeping her voice even and her face serene.
                “Get dressed and come with me,” the Huntsman ordered. “We’ve finally done it! And, I thought you would want to be first.”
                Finally done what?
                Rose didn’t ask as she shrugged into her robes and pulled her mask over her face and followed the Huntsman into the hall. They descended into the depths of the basement and Rose’s stomach started to twist. Nothing good happened down here.
                The Huntsman proudly threw open the door to one of the medical experimentation labs. They weren’t often used and this room never was because this was the room for the dragons. Don’t be Jake, don’t be Jake, don’t be Jake, Rose begged in her head. She knew why she was down here and she knew what she was going to have to do. She knew what would happen to her if she tried to show mercy or free him or even what would happen to her if she killed him to save her life. It would be like a scene from a medieval torture documentary, with the Huntsman flaying her in tiny bits until there was so little left of her that she had no choice but to die because she didn’t have a body anymore. The same thing that she was expected to do to whoever was on the other side of that door. Rose just prayed that it wasn’t Jake because she could turn off her humanity and be the evil Huntsgirl and do what she needed to do as long as it was anybody but Jake.
                Rose took a deep breath and stepped inside.
                It took all of her strength to not fall to her knees. She had gotten her wish; it wasn’t Jake.
                It was Haley.
                She was strapped down by cold steel bands to the medical table. Her swings spread out but crushed underneath her body. She was awake and scared; Rose could already see the damage that she’d done to herself trying to battle against the metal. It was a battle that she wouldn’t win, Rose knew. There was another steal band around Haley’s mouth, to keep her from screaming.
                “Well, Huntsgirl?” the Huntsman prompted.
                Rose could never forget that here was here and watching closely. Rose approached the table, seeing the moment that Haley recognized her. Haley visibly relaxed and Rose wished she could that she could pet Haley’s hair and tell her that she was sorry and that she would do everything to get her out of here. She knew Haley was thinking that Rose was going to make everything better because Rose was her brother’s girlfriend and had dinner at their house all the time and Rose loved Haley like a sister. Rose wouldn’t hurt Haley. But, there was no Rose here. There was just the Huntsgirl.
                “What do you think?” the Huntsman said after Rose had completed her lap of the table.
                “Female, probably just entering puberty, no visible injuries or health defects.” Rose asked, “How was she captured?”
                “Stun gun, caught her flying alone and low to the ground, minimal impact when she fell. She’s a good specimen.” The Huntsman patted Haley’s leg, as if she were nothing but a lab rat and Rose almost snapped at him not to touch her. “And we’re going to dissect her together.”
                Rose just nodded and looked away from Haley. She followed the Huntsman into the other room, putting on medical gowns, masks, and gloves. As they prepped themselves, the Huntsman spoke again.
                “I chose you for this because you are loyal and obedient. I chose you for this because this is what you deserve. I chose you for this because it will impact you in a way that it won’t the others and because of that, I know you will not fail me. Do you understand me?”
                Rose did. It wasn’t by accident that it was Haley in that room; it probably would have been Jake if they could manage it. It was on purpose that Master wasn’t leaving her to her duties like he often did. He knew about her other life and he was letting her know that it was all over, starting immediately. Rose took a deep breath, forcing herself to go numb and be nothing but the Huntsman’s puppet.
                “Yes, Master.”
                “Okay, show me.”
                They returned to the room where Haley was laying. The Huntsman rolled a tray of scalpels to Rose’s side.
                “What are we trying to accomplish?” Rose asked, her voice all business.
                Fear started to creep into Haley’s face.
                “We’re going to take it apart, bit by bit. We’ve already collected samples and done x-rays and scans so don’t worry about any of that. Just make sure the cuts are clean and preserve the samples.”
                “Are we putting it under?”
                “No. We want to monitor how it feels pain. Where do you think we should start?”
                “Cut it open, see what’s inside, sew it back up if it lives through it,” Rose said. “Just explore.”
                “Then, explore.”
                Rose thought through her options. “We’ll need blood.”
                “At the ready here. We blood typed it before I brought you down here. We’ll see how compatible human blood and dragon blood really is.”
                They moved as a team to remove scales from the inside of Haley’s arms and insert IVs. Haley tried to struggle, muffled sounds already emerging muzzled mouth even though they hadn’t done anything to hurt her. Yet. It should bother Rose – it should more than bother Rose – but she had done this before. Not with a dragon but with plenty of other magical creatures during her many bio classes. It was disgustingly easy to be clinical about it. Finally, it was time to make the first incision. Rose looked at Haley, who was openly weeping. The Huntsman collected samples of her tears. If there was going to be at time to change her mind, do something different, now was it, but Rose knew that they’d both be dead if she did that and Rose wasn’t interested in that.
                Rose picked up the scalpel and made a long incision down the length of Haley’s body. The screaming sounds hit a fever pitch as Haley fought to move but she had nowhere to go. The blood poured over Rose’s hands but the Huntsman was right there with suction so that they could get a better view of the organs inside. As Rose nudged part of Haley’s intestine out of the way, she wondered how the organs rearranged themselves when Haley transformed.
                “Widen the sides,” the Huntsman instructed, “I want to see the heart better.”
                As Rose made another cut, Haley passed out. It was likely the best thing for Haley and it made it much easier for Rose to stay focused on what she was here to do. The human blood that the Huntsman was feeding into the dragon seemed to be compatible and the Huntsman had a steady supply. They took biopsies of all of the dragon’s organs, the Huntsman putting them in medical vials and summoning a Huntsboy to take them to the lab immediately. Rose moved slowly, taking her time to inspect all of the organs, lifting them where she could to see what was underneath, and cursing the rib cage for being in the way. Maybe, next time, the Huntsman would allow her to break it. Or maybe that would have to wait for the autopsy.
Rose was sweaty and bloody when the Huntsman said, “should we close it up?”
                “I think so. It’s survived this long. We might be able to keep it alive for a while yet and who knows what we’ll want to try. Opportunities for dragons are scarce,” Rose said. “I would like to do some experiments with wings.”
                “You would?” the Huntsman asked.
                “Mhmm,” Rose said idly, not noticing how smug the Huntsman sounded. “Master, will get the things for stitches?”
                “Yes, Huntsgirl.”
                The Huntsman turned but before he could take a step, the doors were kicked in, sending dust and drywall flying. Rose whipped around, letting one of the doors hit her rather than landing in the dragon’s open wound. If something got inside of the dragon, it could go septic.
                “THERE IS A PATIENT ON THE TABLE!” the Huntsman shouted.
                A roar answered him and a chill went down Rose’s spine. Jake. Jake was here and she was elbow deep in Haley’s body cavity and she hadn’t even thought of the dragon as Haley in hours. Rose turned to see Jake, glowering murderously. With no doors on the operating room, Rose could clearly hear the sounds of a fight going on. Lao Shi was here too, probably with as many magical creatures as he could get to help them.
                “What the fuck?” Jake said.
                “Let me sew her up!”
                “Don’t touch her!”
                “No, she’s going to get sick now that this isn’t a clean room. She’s going to die if we leave her open – her blood supply is almost out.”
                “Don’t help it – either of them,” the Huntsman ordered. “If that one dies, we’ll just have to make sure we have this one lined up to take its place.”
                Jake lunged at the Huntsman, sending him flying backward into the scalpel tray. Rose moved desperately, for once in her life trying to stay out of the fight. Staples weren’t going to be as good for Haley but she wasn’t exactly in a position to sit there and make neat little stiches. Nothing was sterile anymore and Haley was going to get infected. When Rose put the first staple in, Jake turned his back on the Huntsman and knocked Rose down.
                “I said don’t touch her!”
                Rose struggled in Jake’s grasp, smearing Haley’s blood over Jake’s chest.
                “She’s dying!”
                “Because of you!”
                The Huntsman was on top of Jake. Jake wriggled just enough that the staff coming for his ear missed wildly, driving down toward the floor and into Rose’s shoulder. Rose screamed, reacting blindly and pushing up at Jake. Jake shoved her away, turning back to the Huntsman who had yanked the IVs from Haley. Rage like nothing Rose had ever seen before was coming from Jake as he grabbed the Huntsman by the top of his head and slammed him against the wall. Blood spurted from the Huntsman’s nose and then Jake did it again and again. Rose didn’t try to go to the Huntsman’s aid. She snatched the surgical stapler from the floor and ran back to Haley. Rose seized what she could and stapled as much as she could even though she was starting to realize that it wasn’t going to be enough.
                “Jake,” Rose shouted over the rhythmic dull thudding that was still the Huntsman’s head against the wall, “Jake, you need to be with her!”
                Rose looked over her shoulder to see the lifeless body of the Huntsman fall to the floor. Jake ran to Haley’s side, pushing Rose out of the way. Rose let herself fall to the floor, bowing her head.
                “Haley, wake up,” Jake pleaded, his voice thick with tears. “Haley, please. Mom and Dad need you. You’re the best sister in the world and I’ll never fight with you again. You just have to hold on so I can bring you home, okay? Do you want to go home? Haley … Haley! HALEY!”
                Jake whipped around and Rose knew that Haley Long was dead and that her blood was all over Rose’s hands.
                “You killed her!” Jake screamed, towering over Rose.
                “You compromised the clean room,” Rose said. “She would have lived!”
                “You were dissecting my sister!”
                “But she would have lived and I could have come to get you as soon as I could so you could come and get her!” Except, that hadn’t crossed Rose’s mind at all. The Huntsman had caught her and Jake and Rose had known the only way to protect herself was to do whatever he wanted to Haley. And it wasn’t like Rose hadn’t come up with questions of her own, experiments that she wanted to run. She had become soulless. She had completely become the Huntsgirl and turned her back on Rose.
                Rose thought that Jake could see it in her face because he didn’t stop advancing on her.
                “My baby sister is dead and it’s because of you.”
                Rose stayed where she was, knowing what was coming next, and thinking that it was the only way for this to end. The Huntsman was dead. Lao Shi was killing Clan members as she and Jake stared at one another, Haley’s dead body behind Jake. Rose looked into his eyes, thinking of all the times that she had woken up next to him, delighted for him to be the very first thing she saw in the morning. She thought of the life that they had built in their heads together, knowing that they would never be free to live it. All the love they’d had for each other was gone forever and Rose was overwhelmed by sadness.
                Jake picked up one of the scalpels from the floor. “Think I should do to you what you did to her?”
                “Yes,” Rose whispered.
                Jake got into her face, using a dragon claw to shred her medical gown and tear of her medical mask. Rose stood stock still, her eyes never leaving his face. The sound of the Huntsclan battling Lao Shi was getting closer and closer and Rose knew that something had to break. Jake backed her against the wall and transformed into a human, his eyes dead as he stared her down.
                “You think I should stick the scalpel right about here.” Rose gasped as she felt the edge of the blade against her bare stomach. “Drive it all the way in, tear a whole in you, and then carve your heart out?”
                “Yes.”
                She could feel blood started to bead around the sharp edge of the scalpel but he still didn’t push it in.
                Finally, Jake threw the scalpel away and spat after it. “I’m not going to do that Rose because I’m not a monster and because I don’t think you have a heart.”
                Jake turned away from her, going back to Haley’s side, taking her limp hand in his. Rose watched his shoulders shake as he sobbed and she wished that she could go to him and be a source of comfort again. But she could never do that again and she knew it. There was only one thing that she could do for him now. Rose picked up the Huntsman’s abandoned staff.
                “I love you, Jake.”
                Rose didn’t wait for a response; she knew one wasn’t coming. She left the operating room and headed for the fray of the fight. The Huntsclan was going to turn on her, once they were realized that she was fighting against them rather than with them, and Rose had made her peace with it. She was a monster, with no heart, because she had forgotten about Rose and embraced Huntsgirl.
                And Huntsgirl didn’t care if she lived or died.
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bugdoodle · 2 years
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Rough sketch
From a angry red to a calm blue.
Half ghost valerie gray.
As a ghost she gets to start over again.
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kawasiki-jo · 2 years
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neopuff · 2 years
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rose // honest
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depressedshipper · 19 days
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If I had a nickel for every time Mae Whitman voiced a deuteragonist love interest I'd have four nickels. Which isn't a lot but I guess it isn't even weird at this point.
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fieldofgoldenrushes · 9 months
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Jake: That’s my girlfriend!
Rose: Honey, I’m your wife
Jake: My wife! Even better!
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thecaroliner · 4 months
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jakerose was kinda like the original love square tho
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jazzymarie1006 · 4 months
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These three pairings that involve Eurasians being in absolutely adorable and precious relationships.
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