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ryuichirou · 5 months

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Today’s batch of replies~ Since we had a Crewel day yesterday, there are some asks related to him (and Trein) in here. But as always, also a bunch of miscellaneous ones…

Anonymous asked:

I want to eat your art respectfully with a side of salad and a few cups of wine. Your newest picture of Divus got me remembering why I chose to be 🐩 anon despite being GloMas anon for awhile. Got me barking and being absolutely feral, I wish he'd walk me like a dog 🫠

Ah 🐩 anon, you’re as kind as always. Thank you so much!

From the GloMas anon to the pup anon, just the way Divus would have wanted it lol I’m very happy you liked how he turned out!

Anonymous asked:

This randomly came to me in the form of a nap, enjoy.

Crewel sleeps with Trein but Trein isn't as flexible nor springy as the normal people Crewel fucks. Anyways to the point, Crewel accidentally hositizalizes Trein so when he returns to work a week later.. Crewel doesn't let him live it down and neither does the students once they find out (be fr, Azul has blackmail on ALL the staff) ~ 🐩 anon

Oh how mean! As if it isn’t Crewel’s fault and Trein didn’t warn you that his body probably can’t handle as much >C Crewel would definitely hospitalize this grandpa one day, he doesn’t seem like someone who can be careful, this wicked, wicked man.

Poor Azul though, the blackmail is useless when all the students know about the thing already. But you know, I’m sure some of the students would be super amused and find it funny, but some of them would genuinely pity Trein lol

Anonymous asked:

Hey ryuichi, Have you ever thought of drawing Young Trein? I always wondered what he might have looked like when he was younger. Maybe he had brown hair? 🤔🤔

Technically I have drawn him (I’ve drawn flashbacks of him and Crewel) buuuut I always forget about the fact that Trein looked younger back then. For some reason he’s just always a 60 y.o. grandpa in my drawings lol Maybe one day I’ll draw him in his 40s… Since his supposed daughters (or at least their prototypes…) have black and ginger hair, and I don’t see him as a ginger at all, I would go with either black or dark brown.

Anonymous asked:

I wonder how Crewel feel on meeting young Trein?

I feel like his feelings wouldn’t change much, especially if Trein acts like his old self. If the chemistry is there (and it’s not going anywhere lol), Crewel would definitely be just as into him.

But also, since young Trein isn’t a grandpa, Crewel wouldn’t hold back with him at all. If Trein suddenly got younger for some reason, Crewel’s first thought would probably be “oh now I can do whatever I want” lol

Anonymous asked:

In regards to RookVil being Epel's parents, I can't really see Rook as a father figure. To me he gives off 'Bodyguard of your new step-parent that they've been banging on the side long before they met your parent' vibes.

I get it, Anon, and honestly these vibes are also great lol

I guess we just have different “images” of fathers in our heads, which is totally okay. When I joke about Rook being “fatherly” towards Epel, it’s usually a “that dad who just smiles at you and doesn’t interrupt your fight with your mom, because “you know your mom is always right sweetie” but would give you headpats and a cookie afterwards” thing. This + just how genuinely excited he gets when Epel gets better at magic, how eager he is to share this with Vil + the fact that he helps Epel with his homework/lab stuff, frankly. Doesn’t necessarily mean that he is “a father”, just a “kind of fatherly and mom’s partner” figure…. Or a “bodyguard of your new step-parent that they’ve been banging on the side long before they met your parent” even lol

Once again, it’s completely up to your personal preference. Like I already said, it’s just one of many ways to read it and one of many many angles of their dynamic, not just “aw look at our baby”. Epel is much more than a baby to them. These three are kind of cursed to be honest lol but in a good way.

Anonymous asked:

SHAKES YOU I JUST SAW THE DRAMATICAL MURDER TWEELS ART DRAMATICAL MURDERRRR EXCEPT VIRUS AND TRIP HAVE YOU THOUGHT WHO ELSE IN TWST MIGHT FIT THE ROLES OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS? BC IF IDIA IS AOBA THEN I GENUINELY THINK ORTHO WOULD BE REN OR SEI OR *EXPLODES*

LOL ANOOOON YES YOU’RE THINKING ABOUT ALL THE RIGHT THINGS!!!

We honestly haven’t thought about the rest of the cast, and it’s funny because Aoba technically has two whole android boys love interests; one of them being Clear and the other one being Ren (kind of sort of). And I haven’t even considered Clear as an option to be honest, Ren/Sei sounds like such an obvious choice LOL DOG ORTHO

What’s also funny is that despite the fact that Idia is clearly Aoba, he is also…clearly Noiz, isn’t he? In a lot of ways…

Anonymous asked:

dorm heads from most to least favorite?

This is SUCH a cruel question; with twst in general when I look at almost any character I always go “god you are my absolute favourite” lol So I can’t answer without cheating a little bit!

In my head Idia and Azul are fighting for the first place, Vil and Malleus are fighting for the second place, Riddle and Kalim are fighting for the third place, and Leona is the fourth.

And it kind of pains me that Riddle is currently the 3rd, but having three people fighting over the second place is just silly.

Anonymous asked:

I really enjoy seeing azuidi interact with each other ( it doesn't matter if it's romantic or platonic) because the two of them could start in a comedy sitcom with how funny they interact with each other. I would totally watch that too.

Like, imagine Idia walking up to Azul being like, "Would you still love me if i was a worm 🥺👉🏻👈🏻" and Azul, being Azul, would take this seriously and be like "which kind of worm we're talking about. The kind that eats books? A parasitic worm? Or a regular worm that crawls around in the dirt?". And idia would be like, "You're no fun, Azul-shii." 🙄

THEY’RE SO FUNNY TOGETHER ANON; we’re rewatching Glorious Masquerade right now and every single interaction these two have is ABSOLUTELY GOLDEN. They would make a hilarious sitcom lol

Azul taking stupid meme questions way too seriously is such an Azul thing to do 😭 He really is no fun. He probably already came out with a couple of plans to monetize different worm options….

I think one of the things that make them funny is that either of them could be a butt of a joke. Both of them are unhinged in different ways, so both of them could do “wow you are not well, it’s kind of worrying and embarrassing” depending on their situation.

Anonymous asked:

Thoughts on Jack x Leona?

Not much; we don’t really ship them. I like the fact that Jack is confused about Leona though; like he is supposed to respect him and consider him a leader, but he doesn’t like the way he acts and treats others. This is an interesting conflict.

Anonymous asked:

have you ever read the reddit cylinder thread?

Now I have….

I hope the cylinder is okay…

Which one of the NRC boys….

#replies #crewtrein #azuide

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webkinztournament · 10 months

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Skell's Opinions - June 23 Polls

They're funny, I swear. Please remember that these are just virtual pets and stuffed animals. I will not rise from the depths of hell to strike you down for liking them (as metal as that would be).

Something about pets with spots just looks nasty. The signature German shorthaired pointer has a cute plush, but please, keep those in-game spots away from me. Also earth fawn looks like leafeon. Here's a cute image of the dog plush as compensation to whoever this take pisses off.

Reindeer calf's smile sees something in my soul that even I didn't know was there. Fear. It's some kind of fear. He looks cute in-game though, promise. I have to give it to purple goldfish, however, for having the cooler pet specific item (and being purple).

Honestly, poodle and mocha pup are equally as good. Defaulting to poodle for simply being more OG.

Wow I hate the cute octopus, but I hate the pioneer pony's patterning more. From afar, it looks like its flesh is falling off the bone. Put it out of its misery.

I can't stop thinking about how the kiger mustang looks like Chris Mclean's ponysona. HELP.

Lollipop snail looks like something out of Turbo (derogatory).

Akita puppy comes with a cherry blossom hot tub??? Yeah no springy kangaroo is dust.

We did it. We found the worst Webkinz. It's texting puppy.

Literally what is on top of groovy gorilla's head, it looks like a sea anemone gone parasitic.

Ya'll. Ya'll. The Rottweiler has a pool table with a chain on it. And his food is served in a studded bracelet. The Webkinz I never knew I needed.

Hoppy floppy bunny wins by virtue of not being celestial unicorn.

Signature horse is VERY cute, but I had to side with Rockerz cat for being horrendous in the most endearing scene-kid-wannabe way.

Weimaraner is the obvious choice when up against a print catastrophe. What is wrong with you all for voting musical Dalmatian? There's worse prints, but I stand firmly on my ground.

I dislike the tinker pets, but I hate the goblins.

Brilliant penguin has a way cooler pet specific item than 2023 French bulldog.

Ok, tanuki versus axolotl is a wild matchup. These two are tanks that could easily destroy many other foes, and yet they wound up together. Pity. I sided with tanuki for weeb points.

I'll admit, I voted for glamorous gorilla ironically.

*Sigh*, do I have to pick the cat? Well, black panther cub was up against ballet pup, so I guess I do.

Kiwi parrot is a very cute concept, but I'm handing it to the sea otter for also being cute, and, more importantly, having a plush.

Chonk boi expectation versus adult human man reality:

White swan. Based.

Cocoa dinosaur is a lesson in how to do Valentine's day without inadvertently telling me you only learned 2 colors in preschool (pink and red).

Angora bunny has a cute plush, but they really dropped the ball with the wing-like ears. Buttons bear is stinkin' cute, however, and comes with a little sewing machine. Bless.

Basset hound. It has everything. Being a classic pet, having a cute plush, and, most importantly, being able to wear more than just shirts, hats, and glasses. Sorry not sorry, blue bay dolphin.

Signature cheetah is so yellow, it looks like cheese. I like cheese.

The boxer is inoffensive, but sheep is baby.

#Skell speaks

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yourfriendlyshapeshiftermonsters · 5 months

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III NEW EPISODE SPOILER ALERT.

It's honesty just me rambling about the show,you may kept on scrolling.

Honesty? The episode was 7 or 8 ish outta ten.

It was fine and nice one,i don't have strong opinions on me especially when my brain tuning out two times from heing overwhelmed but it was a fine episode. But here's what i thought:

sorry,i know it's balloon imagination. but cheesy voice act hurts my ear. And the fact that bro literally said that balloon already done so much and sacrifice himself even tho by logic,he definitely would only exist for an episode feels funny. And don't let me start talking about the simp superman fantasy novel hehe... This 'writing challenge' draws each character perspective pretty nicely tho

Feels like some of the challenge was a reverence from the other show

this whole innerflame things was getting pretty.. Something. Sorry i don't know how to word it out. But am i the only one who feels this was just. Idk,i'm feeling like those feelings that i felt on most of the iii episode but a bit less ig. at least i can make my candle au innerflame a pretty destructive one as shown on the episode hehe

Cabby protecting the sea pup was definitely on character.

Throw the thingy in - ppt2

Balancing - hfjone

Imma update soon once i find others

Theory:

springy and walkie talkie are cobs worker/creation to distract me phone from getting back into season 2 problem he caused. But honesty? knowing the man, He wouldn't go through that such leght. He gave me energy that he would rather copy other company idea and pass it as his own or create his own bot/use an ai to create the whole season and only hire people to make the quality good at puking a fuck ton of rainbow and random action for the kids to not get distracted but got confused when people said it's the worst thing ever because he thought that good animation style=your series was automatically awesome even tho if it was a me phone,it would explode at the second it was finished. How i get that idea you may ask? Well i'm definitely not putting cob as springy on my au.. Heh.

Wait what i was talking again? Oh yeah

since this season feels like it was more into focusing at one theme at a time. springy would give out some sort of symbolism too,like. walkie and springy definitely represent those companies that buy another company/cartoons and milks the fuck out of it.making them soulless as hell. Walkie talkie definitely show the manager who pushed it worker the most... Ehem ehem- disney..

Orr they draw how the fans wanted to kept the show on and on. Society pressure and stuff. But i honesty didn't see that one

the walkie talkie person real identity would 100% be showed next episode. Like cmon,i wouldn't believe a non faced objects to be alive. No,we don't talk about season 1.

#ii spoilers #inanimate insanity #iii spoilers

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bellsofblueficlets · 1 year

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Taking His Name

Very, very carefully, he laid the gauze into place, keeping it just tight enough, the soft, springy stuff stretched across the slender forearm of his 'patient,' still bent at it's awkward angle. He made certain the entire 'wound' was covered, that the gauze lay smooth, that it wasn't too loose or too tight- the pad, beneath, not liable to slip.

Only the very ends of the gauze did he secure with slender bits of sticky tape, before sitting back, and looking at his handiwork with a critical eyelight. Then he leaned in to look over it again, sockets narrowed as he looked for mistakes. After several seconds of careful examination, he huffs, and with a delicate touch, peels the adhesive away, and unwinds the gauze to try again.

Despite the importance of sterile dressings, he doesn't discard the used gauze, or even pads. He can't afford to, not for something like this. These things were too precious, and much, much too hard to come by.

Fortunately, the stiff bodied little doll with the hard rubber arms, bent at awkward, permanent angles, never blinked a painted eye at the disregard of proper wound sterilization, still happily smiling her painted smile- at least over the half of her face that very clearly had not felt some trouble making pup's teeth.

She was an upper torso he'd found abandoned in the park, a place he'd avoided going at first, even when he'd started going out again. No biggies went there though- not anymore, if they ever had- with other bitties avoiding the place for more obvious, winged and stray reasons, so in many ways it was a good place to avoid people. And after all, he was small, and he was quick, and he was very quickly learning to use what cover there was to remain unseen.

The poor doll had had considerably less luck, and taken several hours and repeated efforts over multiple days to drag home, but here she was, the almost perfect practice dummy.

...Almost.

But never mind, she held still, she didn't complain at his clumsy efforts, and he didn't have to get clean dressings every time he practiced.

He'd get this right. He would.

Now if only he was more confident in his ability to collect food each day...

The last few weeks had seen some changes to their his nest. Insulating cold concrete with layers of fabric scraps, cardboard, or even bubble wrap, had begun making the nights more bearable, but it was very much a work in progress still. Cracks had been stuffed full of cotton- yes even that one- and heavy fabric was now taped over the very vent that Rent had once used for, well, ventilation. He'd made sure to leave some airflow of course, he still has to breathe, but-

Their His nest was warmer now. And it was nice.

...Changing things at first? That had been hard. He was still afraid on some level, that Rent would just show up one night, and see the changes. That he would... react badly. To put it nicely.

He mostly tried not to think about Rent these days. He told himself that it was because he was still grieving. Maybe it was even partly true. The more he took control of their his nest though, the more he decided when he came and went, or what he brought home, or what he wanted to do in the late hours of the night-

The less, he wanted to think about his former mate. At all.

One of the more subtle, but important changes, he'd made a few days before, when he'd taken down the old watch, and instead of repairing it, had taken it with him in his next trip, and left it behind in the dumpster when he'd come home.

He'd always hated that thing.

Now, in it's place, the fragment of paper that had been spared Rent's scorn, the piece he'd found, rescued and smoothed, now on proud display. No longer hidden, held in place with very very carefully applied bits of tape, those letters at the top pointedly on full display.

Cade. The more he saw that 'word,' the more he liked it. It made him feel better, reminded him that he was still here, and reminded him that his treasures still existed- Not the ones he'd secreted, gathered and hoarded, no, but the words they'd once held...

He'd begun writing out everything he could remember, the night he'd first realized that. Night after night, ever since, he left those stolen words gleaming in fresh ink across any scrap of paper he could find.

Several that he'd lost, he hadn't had the chance to read in full, but even then... All the things that had been written there, despite being burned, still existed in the world somewhere. They'd just been notes after all, taken from books and guides...

The knowledge was still out there. The things he could learn, or learn again. That was his treasure...

...and that, Rent couldn't take away. No one could. No matter how many times the notes or copies might be destroyed, it would always be out there, waiting for him to find it again.

Knowledge would endure. That was his treasure.

Again, he carefully begins winding the gauze around his 'patient's arm. He was going to keep going, until he figured out how to get it right.

He would get it right...

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...In retrospect, waiting until this late in the day to go out looking for food had been a bad idea. The wind was sharp, demanding, nipping at any inch of exposed bone. He had a coat of sorts now, fashioned from that same coarse blanket, some thread, and some glue. He didn't need it as a blanket anymore, after all. He could use any blanket he wanted to, not just what he was allowed.

He carried a small bundle, neatly packed and bound, and secured to him by a sling over his back, and a second- this one more a bindle a bit of odds and ends shoved into a discarded napkin- he carried under his arm.

It had been a week before he worked up the courage to start throwing things away that he didn't want anymore. First just things that didn't seem to have any use, then as that pile dwindled and dwindled, he started adding a few of Rent's personal possession here and there... then more, and more, as the little reminders scattered around their his nest started feeling more like reminders of bad memories than reminders of loss.

He was alone again, yes. But maybe that was okay. He was starting to feel more like himself again, more alive- And starting to realize, conversely, how much of that he'd lost, sharing his life with his former mate.

But now supplies slung over his back, and garbage tucked under his arm, he headed for one of the few places that he knew he might find magic food- close by that same unofficial dorm as before. So maybe there was a bit of a spring in his step that there wouldn't usually be, heading out into the cold, and growing dark.

After all, there might be new notes from the med student for him to bring home!

He knew his way through the run down little neighborhood much better than he had when he'd first arrived here, but it was over the past five weeks that he'd learned the most. He'd even found a few more houses, and a set of apartments, with some monster tenants. The second wasn't very reliable, but still worth a scavenge now and then.

Despite the late hour, he managed to reach his destination with a bit of light still remaining, and immediately got to work. Some tinkering on his part had left him with what was effects functional grappling hook, and though it took a few tries to get it to catch, once it was secured onto the lip of the heavy trash bin, he was able to scale the side of it without too much trouble.

He might not be very strong, but he was pretty light. So it worked.

...The little science sans didn't notice red eyelights watching him from under the broken car frame nearby. Hadn't heard the low growl when he'd first appeared, fading to silence as he went on, oblivious, making his climb without a clue he was being watched.

Discarding Rent's things, he did almost carelessly, off to one side, before efficiently slicing open the garbage bag, and beginning to pull out wads of foil and cardboard, wet napkins, and tirn paper- these last, he always glanced at to see if they were anything interesting.

He made a point not to shove anything out of the can, even if ut would have made it easier, keeping his eyelights sharp for familiar smells or packaging.

Huh, another fun sized box of raisins, nearly empty. Useful. A few pieces of uncooked pasta, left behind in the box... Yeah, he could use that. Not easily, but he could. Huh, apple peel. Who threw out perfectly good fruit, anyway?

None of the packages he found had much, some missed flakes of cereal, the heel of a leaf of bread that had been torn in half, and prize of prizes, the wrapper of a mini chocolate bar that had melted a bit in one corner, leaving flakes of the dark sweet stuff behind for him to work free.

Forty minutes, no more, and he had enough of a haul to last a day and more, and add to his small, but growing stockpile for the winter as well. In fact, it was too much to carry with any ease, so much some reluctance he tore a more manageable chunk of bread free to add to his new bindle, cramming several bites of what remained into his mouth for a hasty, makeshift meal, and then with a woeful look at the rest, he started to leave it behind...

...then, on second thought, just chucked it out of the garbage bin. Maybe once he got back in the ground, he could find a way to carry that back with him too.

Descending the rope was both easier and harder than climbing it had been, in large part because he was carrying so much more now, but he still made pretty good time, and got back down safely. An added thread, tied to the hook itself, and then looped around some bit of random refuse in the bin, meant that a small tug to it would dislodge the thing from the lip, letting him pull the whole thing free, with ease.

In theory, anyway. In practice, it took several attempts, a huff, and considering climbing back up to try again, before one last pull successfully freed it. Pleased, he picked it back up off the ground, giving it a quick once over to see that it wasn't damaged, and with a smile, he began winding it back in a loop to carry back-

At that moment, something hit him in the small of his back, making him stumble, falling forward onto the aged cement. He fell to his hands, immediately scramble/crawling away from whatever had shoved him, breath too choked in his throat to even cry out even as his mind screamed with panic.

As soon as he was able to shove himself to his feet, he turned to face his attacker, unwilling to just run without knowing what was behind him...

At the sight of a bitty not much bigger than him, eyelights a dull trembling red, baring his teeth and growling as he clutched the crust of bread against his chest with both arms, panic gave way to surprise, then confusion.

The other bitty was in really bad shape, he realized, after a moment of staring. His eyelights shouldn't be that dull. He was breathing too hard. He was trembling, and seemed to be struggling just to remain standing...

'Malnourished, injured leg. Suffering from prolonged exposure to cold. Newly stray? Animal attack? Hurt during a fight with another bitty?'

The sight of the little science sans, maybe two thirds his size, just standing there staring as his look of panic gives way to one of blank confusion, confused the edgy, and his growl slowly fades to nothing as the two continue 'facing off.'

Fell bitty, that much was unmistakable...

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"Mine," He muttered at last, just in case this wasn't clear. "Mine now. An' I ain't givin' it back, got it?" He wasn't in great position to fight, but well, he still had his teeth, and he wasn't gonna hesitate to use them. Beside this guy was clearly a lightweight...

The science sans blinks, looks briefly at the bundle somehow still tucked under his own arm, then back at the edgy, expression still blank.

This served to annoy the fell bitty- he hadn't missed that glance though, and briefly eyed the prize still held by the other, licking his sharp teeth, like he debated tryjng for that too- before shaking his head, and just clutching the bread more tightly. He had food, after all. Better to hang onto that, than try for more, and risk losing it. He bared his teeth at the other again. "Ey, you hear me, dumbass? I said-!"

"Ov- overextended your- your right ankle," A mumble from the science sans, not seeming to notice he was being cussed out, "M- magic anemia, mild- mild hypo- hypothermia. High ri- risk of fros- frostbite affec- fecting extrem-"

A shaky breath, eyelights flicking back to the edgy bitty, who now stared at him, utterly nonplussed. "You- you're hurt," he stated, more simply.

Maybe there was an edge of concern that was too clumsy, too nervous, to come across as deceptive, but the guy just didn't come across as dangerous. More... scared. The edgy just continued to stare for upwards of a minute, until the science sans started shifting, glancing around the still empty street, and taking steps away, visibly weighing retreat in his mind.

This last finally got a snort from the edgy. Here he was, half frozen, half dead, half starved, and half lame, and this little science nerd in the broken glasses was acting like he was the biggest baddest stray around. The sound even made the little guy jump. Maybe he could try getting the rest of the guy's food after all...

"You- you need to bi- bind it."

The words are unexpected, and give him pause, looking back at the little science sans. He may have been eyeing the bundle again... "Oh, yeah?" Scorn dripped from his growl, "An' what, yer gonna do it?"

"...If. If you want. I can-"

Wait, was he serious? Again confusion suffuses his face... Followed by a sharp grin. Why not, after all? Let him try. What was this guy gonna do to him, other than get close enough to let him steal his shit?

The science sans eyelights shrink to pinpricks at his grin, taking another step back, and the edgy's smile vanishes, realizing he'd overplayed his hand. For a few seconds, there's only a tense stare, and silence.

He just huffs, and as the wind shifts, beginning to grow even colder as night proper starts to fall, decides it's not worth it. The chance was lost, and all he was going to accomplish by standing there, staring, was to freeze his own ass off. "Whatever," He mutters, turning to limp back under the rusted out car frame that now acted as his 'home.' He tried not to wince, even now not liking to show weakness, especially not in front of some soft little dweeb that was somehow doing better than...

"I- I can," he presses again, the words so softly uttered, so hesitant, that at first he didn't hear them "If you want."

Just a mumble... but after a moment's pause on the edgy's part, the words sink in. He turns back, narrowing his sockets at the other bitty, suspicious again.

"So what, I'm 'sposed to believe yer some kinda doctor?" He mutters, almost wishing he was. Not that he'd ever liked being dragged to the vet, but-

He knew he was hurt. Bad. If he didn't get some kind of help...

To his surprise, the other bitty drops his food bundle, and pulls something from his shoulder. Before he can tense, or assume it's some sort of weapon- he recognizes the small bundle of gauze the science sans offers for him to see. "I'm- I'm not, a doctor," He denies, his voice still, trembling, and quiet, "But maybe- maybe I can help?"

The edgy just sort of gives him an incredulous look. So what, this guy just carried around medical supplies with him?

...Maybe he was a doctor. Or, whatever equivalent stray bitty went to, anyway. Made sense there'd be someone like that, right?

"Fine," He mutters, suspicion still heavy in his expression. He gestures to follow him, limping back towards his shelter again. "But c'mon. I ain't doing this out here. Too fucking cold for this shit."

He doesn't look back, not bothering to see whether the invitation was accepted. The guy obviously knew how 'dangerous' his bitty type was, after all. No way in hell, he'd-

The sound of footsteps behind him makes him stop, briefly, and behind him, the footsteps pause as well. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and squares his shoulders.

I ain't scared. Nope. Course I ain't. Guy's just some little science sans, right?

"...Ain't givin' the bread back," He mutters, just in case this was still somehow in question. Just the same, he starts forward again, and again, he can hear the other bitty silently falling into step behind...

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The bone had been dislocated completely- He didn't want to think about the kind of impact that could cause that. Of course the edgy's magic being low made injuries like this much more likely, but unless he was mistaken, the injury pre-dated the low magic.

He didn't really notice the way he mumbled under his breath now and then about the lack of anti-inflammatory cream, or topical anesthetic, or how it was lucky that the places in the bone that had been rubbed nearly raw weren't infected, or damaged worse than they were, or that the edgy listened to everything he said, intently.

Still, the combination of antiseptic, clean bandages, and a brace, while not nearly enough, left the injury looking world's better. And judging by the wsounday the edgy was slumped against the 'wall,' expression suffused with relief, it must feel better top. Still, there was one last-

At the touch of healing magic though, the edgy yelped, yanking away do hard that he fell over, immediately scrabbling away with a baring of teeth. "What the fuck do you think you-?!"

"He- Healing? Ma- ma- magic?" He doesn't mean the words to come out as a whimper, or the way he flinches at the snarl, or the baring of teeth. "Sorry, I- I'm sorry, I should've- should've asked, first... I messed up, I'm sorry-"

The edgy's growl vanishes at the word 'healing,' and for a moment there's only silence, broken by his repeated pleas of apology, hugging himself, and trembling as he averts his gaze. He'd messed up, he shouldn't have-

"Ya did what?" The other bitty mutters, sounding more confused than anything. Automatically, he starts to repeat his apology, only to be cut off by a, "Fuck that sorry stuff, what-" The words falling silent as he flinches again.

Quiet falls again, before this is followed by the sound of someone sitting on the floor close by, accompanied by a grunt and a hiss as the edgy puts too much pressure on his strained joint. "Been uh, hurt pretty bad, ain't ya?" There's something like hesitation in the way he asks this, adding with more of a huff, "An' before ya answer, that ain't actually me askin', got it?"

...This dismissal though, is followed by an unexpected mutter of, "Jes. Relax, a'right? I mean, yer a dumbass fer not sayin' nuthin' first, don't get me wrong, but- I ain't gonna hurt ya for it."

"O- okay." The little science sans still doesn't look up. Still hugs himself. He doesn't want to betray the droplets of magic in his sockets, or trust that the danger really is past. What if it's not? What if he still gets hurt?

He didn't used to be like this...

"Yer a dumbass fer wastin' healin' magic on me too," The edgy adds, with a bit of the gruffness returned to his voice, though something about it now sounded hollow. Like he'd remembered he wasn't supposed to be gentle, that edgy's weren't supposed to be gentle, but his heart wasn't in it. The little science sans doesn't look up, but he does find a comfort in the harsh bitty's efforts at gentleness.

The harsh bitty who at this point adds, "Ya know I was gonna rob yer ass, right?"

"...Maybe." Maybe? Of course he knew. He wasn't an idiot... right? Despite himself though, and despite the admission on the other bitty's part, he's stopped shaking. For now.

A sound of disbelief, followed by a mutter of, "Fuckin' idiot."

He doesn't plan the giggle that escapes, but hearing that, immediately after he'd fou d himself thinking otherwise- It just kind of hit something funny somehow, amid the tension. The shaky laughter continues, as he runs a trembling hand over damp sockets. "You- you're not the- the first to tell-" he begins-

Only to be interrupted by a growl from the other, leaving him surprised, quiet, and worried again. "Anyone else sez that about you, I'll fucking kill 'em."

The edgy's 'warning' leaves him confused, and genuinely not sure what to say, so he says nothing. This whole mess is very quickly leaving him exhausted though, and honestly at this point, he just wants to go home.

A sound like a clearing throat interrupts his thoughts, drawing his attention back to the edgy, who was now the one avoiding his gaze. "So, uh. What's yer name anyway, doc?" The gruff voice lacks any real aggression anymore, though in a 'hell if he'll admit it' kind of way.

Doc? "I- I'm not a doctor, I-"

A snort interrupts, both exasperated, and maybe grudgingly amused. "Okay, fine. What's yer name then, 'not a doc?'"

The little science sans frowns, admitting simply, "I don't have one."

He'd played with the idea of several after moving in with Rent, and initially his not-yet-mate had seemed amused by his excited ramble, but it hadn't taken long for amusement to give way to irritation. That's when he'd told him that stray bitty didn't need names, and he didn't feel like listening to him going on about trying to be a good little 'housepet.'

Rent hadn't ever actually explained why it was okay for him to have a name, and he hadn't asked. He'd just, let it go. Unwilling to risk annoying him, and ending up alone, and homeless.

A puzzled side eye from the edgy, then bluntly, "Why the fuck not?"

How did he explain that? The little science sans shrugged, not sure how to explain it without, well, going into a lot of stuff he didn't really want to get into. "My... my... he, said I didn't need-"

"...well fuck that," Something like irritation returns to his tone, though it no longer seems to be directed at him, "Cuz I need somethin' to call ya. So pick one."

The catches him off guard, partly because it occurs to him that this edgy might be the first person who's ever gone as far as asking his name, and now he was telling him to just pick one so that he'd have something to call him. "Um. Cade." In his defense, the letters were pretty forefront I'm his mind still, and well, he might've thought privately that it sounded a bit like a name-, but it being his name? That was a new thought.

The edgy seems to consider, then shrugs. "Huh," A mutter, pushing himself to his feet with a wince. "A'right. Sounds kinda stupid, but I guess it'll do." He shrugs again, and turns to face Cade, who was currently looking up at him from his in spot in the ground, tear streaked and visibly exhausted. "Nice ta meet ya Cade. I'm Grit."

He hooks a thumb over his shoulder, adding, "Now git the fuck out before ya end up freezing yer ass off on yer way home, dumbass."

Cade blinks, turns the logic of this over in his head, and nods, pushing himself to his feet with a sigh. When he picks up his 'medic bag,' and turns starts to leave though, a sound of annoyance disbelief gives him pause. He turns back to see what has Grit annoyed now, only to stumble back as something hits him square in the chest.

Before panic can really start to register, he recognizes the bindle he'd made, still filled with the scavenged food he'd found. A confused look at Grit has him looking deeply irritated, arms crossed and a heavy scowl on his face, looking anywhere by Cade. "You really gonna forget your shit? Just go dumbass, I don't need yer fuckin charity, you got that?"

The little science sans registers this a bit more slowly than he usually would, but nods, mumbles okay, and turns to go. He's... had a day.

Just before he steps outside, he'd almost swear he hears a mumbled, "And, thanks. Or whatever," but he doesn't stop to check, or do anything but smile faintly. Ducking out into the open world, he finds himself greeted by the first swirling flakes of snow, spiraling down lazily from the sky, and glistening like diamonds in the streetlights.

Only a light powdering of the stuff covers the ground, offering little resistence to his path home, but he'll need to hurry.

...He doesn't. Not yet. For now, he just stares up at the spiraling crystalline things, feeling oddly warm. He'd been so afraid of these things, of the winter, of the cold. He'd viewed them as some primal dread, something he could never survive alone.

But this. Funny, wasn't it? That something so deadly... could be so pretty.

A deep breath, and a moment more, just feeling the cold as it seemed to breathe through him.

No new notes tonight, no, but it didn't feel like a loss. He'd found a small hoard of food, found his first patient...

...Found a name.

Cade smiles, adjusts his glasses, and finally begins the trek home.

New treasures...

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cassandherkinz · 2 years

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Hi! I’m Cass and here are my Kinz :)

Pink = Girl

Blue = Boy

Black = Undecided

Snowman-Snowy

Ribbon Unicorn-Lilly

Love Frog-Pinkie

Love Frog Kinz Klip-Frogette

Pink Cockatoo-Sadie

Cream Soda Pup-Rosetta

Bubblegum Cheeky Cat-Bubblegum

Tie Dye Frog-Hopette

Pink Poodle-Princess

Persian Cat-Cindy

Pink Googles-Lisa

Pink & White Cat-Laura

Pink Pony-Sparkle

Jack Russell-Terry

Chihuahua-Sunny

Love Monkey-Valentine

White Terrier-Snow White

Lil' Black & White Cat-Oreo

Lil' St. Bernard-Bernie

Lil' Golden Retriever-Goldie

Lil' Elephant-Ellie

Lil' Cow-Jersey

Rabbit-Fluffy

Bull Frog-Hoppers

St. Pat's Setter-Shamrock

Siamese-Cinnamon

Blufadoodle-Blueberry

Lil' Black Poodle-Beauty

Lil' Pink Poodle-Paris

Leopard-Spots

Cocker Spaniel-Buddy

Lil' Hippo-Holly

Gray Arabian-Gallop

Lil' Alley Cat-Autumn

Lil' Husky-Tundra

Golden Retriever-Sandy

Bubblegum Dino-Bubbles

Googles-Daisy

Lil' Pug-Wrinkles

Peace Out Puppy-Peace

Rockerz Cat-Pink (P!nk)

Lil' Horse-Sienna

Bulldog-Spike

Lil' Tree Frog-Kermit

Lil' Googles-Angel

Signature Bengal Cat-Abigail

Snow Yeti-Blizzard

Cocoa Lab-Hershey

Lil' Polar Bear-Icicles

Pig-Blush

Tree Frog-Patrick

Purple Goldfish-Indigo

Lil' Lamb-Madison

Bat-Drake

Midnight Monster-Midnight

Lil' Yorkie-Missy

Petunia Mazin' Hamster-Petunia

Pixie Mazin' Hamster-Pixie

Hope Mazin' Hamster-Hope

Key Lime Dino-Ricky

Poodle-Crystal

Clydesdale-Clyde

Charcoal Cat Kinz Klip-Anya

Pink & White Cat Kinz Klip-Blossom

Schnauzer-Louie

Zaan Zumbuddy-Zaan

Zoza Zumbuddy-Zoza

Zahara Zumbuddy-Zahara

Zreth Zumbuddy-Zreth

Zeta Zumbuddy-Zeta

Zehe Zumbuddy-Zehe

Lil' White Terrier-Cupcake

Lil' Orange & White Cat-Clementine

Musical Dalmation-Harmony

Lil' Poodle-Snowball

Delightz Donut Pup-Annabelle

Lion Fish-Nina

Velvety Elephant-Velvet

Silversoft Cat-Silver

Tiger Kinz Klip-?

Leopard Kinz Klip-?

Reindeer-Dasher

Frog-Cameron

Lil' Chihuahua-Jalepeño

Black Bear-Ashton

Pucker Fish-Beatrice

Cookie Mazin' Hamster-Cookie

Waffles Mazin' Hamster-Waffles

Black Poodle-London

Spooky Mazin' Hamster-Spooky

Cinnamon Mazin' Hamster-Angela

Willow Mazin' Hamster-Willow

Black Cat-Sabrina

Lil' Koala-Kimmy

Eluvant-Valentina

Whale-Walter

Seal-Lucille

Domino Cat-Dominique

Caterpillar-Jade

Lil' Lion-Zack

Lil' Cocker Spaniel-Daniel

Springy Kangaroo-Kaitlyn

Sparkle Mazin' Hamster-Twinkle

Chicken-Benedict

Mocha Pup-Mocha

Ring Tailed Lemur-Julien (Madagascar)

Brown Dog-Cadbury

Pelican-Pete

Hippo-Patricia

Cotton Candy Pup-Candy

Chinese Dragon-Yang (My old best friend’s last name)

Tuxedo Cat-Tux

English Bulldog-Dustin

Mud Hippo-Clayton

Opossum-Pipsqueak

Polar Bear-Flurry

Skunk-Shelby

Silverback Gorilla-Kong

Lioness-Kiara

Iguana-Azalea (Iggy Azalea)

Walrus-Willis

Cow-Maybelle

Clown Fish-Nemo

Tiger-Tony

Rooster-Roy

Gecko-Geico (Geico could save you 15% or more)

Blue Triggerfish-Oceana

Groovy Gorilla-Juniper

Swirly Curl Unicorn-Ribbons

Striped Cheeky Cat-Retro

Lil' Persian Cat-Pearl

Llama-Lucy

Dreamy Sheep-Slumber

Chicken-Penny

Mud Hippo-Wallow

Decade Dragon- Diana

Sterling Cheeky Cat-Sterling

Ribbon Yorkie-Chiffon

Teacup Yorkie-Chanel

Cardinal-Ruby

Hummingbird-Fern

Tomato Clownfish-Rojo (Spanish for red)

Daisy Pig-Hana (Japanese for flower)

Sparkle Harp Seal-Harper

Boxer-Champ

Summer Beaver-Popsicle

Rockabilly Rooster-Rocky

Welsh Corgi Dog-Ken

Spotted Turtle-Tucker

Pizzazzy Puppy-Dazzle

Grape Soda Pup-Crush

Lilac Guinea Pig-Lilac

Chow Chow-Meili (Chinese for beauty)

Fancy Flamingo-Fiona

Sunset Guraffe-Sunset

Coloursplash Tiger-Pride (Gay rights heheh)

Koala-Adelaide

Badger-Braxton

Knit Sock Dog-Sox

Meerkat-Kit Kat

Midnight Owl-Twilight

Monkey-George

Golden Lion Tamarin-Nash (Dad bought him in Nashville)

Yorkie-Fancy

Himalayan-Kayla

Lemon-Lime Gecko-Sprite

Alley Cat-Alex

Rockerz Zebra-Zeppelin (Led Zeppelin)

Rockerz Monkey-Iero (Frank Iero)

Black & White Cat-Moonlight

Black Stallion-Megan (Megan Thee Stallion)

Cotton Candy Bunny-Melanie (Melanie Martinez)

Lil’ Dalmatian-Ace

Marshmallow Bunny-Marsha

Lil’ White Terrier-

Lil’ Bulldog-

Cardinal-

Lil’ Googles-

Lil’ Polar Bear-

Lil’ Tree Frog-

Tree Kangaroo-Dendro

Camel-Wednesday

Blue Googles-Bing

Glamorous Gorilla-Vogue

Sunshine Mazin’ Hamster-Sunshine

Oriole-Ophelia

Cookies n’ Cream Guinea Pig-Chip

Peace ‘n’ Love Puppy-Serenity

Cupcake Pup-Pupcake

Rainbow Hedgehog-Prism

Texting Puppy-Katie

Brilliant Bandit-Lavender

Pink Dalmation-Maisie

Snowy Retriever Puppy-Coconut

Gordon Setter-Greer

Whimsy Dragon-Lover (Taylor Swift’s album)

Rockerz Fox-Cyrus

Gordon Setter-Greta

Brown Dog-Buster

Hedgehog-Reggie

Grey Squirrel-Sally

Daisy Tortoise-Gayle

Brown Arabian-BoJack (BoJack Horseman)

Panda-Ming

Fantail Goldfish-Finn (Goldfish cracker mascot)

Rhino-Remington

Cheeky Monkey-Malone (Post Malone)

Cow-Betsy

Spotted Frog-Billy

Dachshund-Tootsie

Strawberry Cow-Milkshake

Lil’ Bullfrog-Jeremiah

Lava Dragon-Scorn

Wooly Mammoth-Manny

Porcupine-Pokey

Aardvark-Antonio

Lil’ Rabbit-Cream

Lamb-Easter

Pug-Doug

Chimpanzee-Bananas

Boston Terrier-Bolt

Love Lion-Amore

Lil’ Bulldog-Randy

Okapi-Nigel

Country Side Hedgehog-Shaymin

Red Velvet Fawn-Scarlet

Red Velvet Racoon-Maroon

Pucker Fish-Lipsey Hussle

Collie-Lassie

Night Mare-Fieri

Lil’ Pig-Rosie

Airedale Terrier-Henry

Scottish Terrier-Scruffy

Pink and White Dog-Lacey

Lil’ Unicorn-Starlight

Lil’ Leopard-Lyle

Black Panther-Bagheera

Ginger Cat-Ginger

Orca Whale-Reaper

Signature Endangered Iberian Cat-?

Chocolate Lab-Fudge

Signature Small Grey Tabby Cat-Chrissy

Bullmastiff Puppy-Duke

Brown Cow-Malt

Grey Owl-Earl

Groundhog-Murray

Sea Otter-Ollie

Baby Penguin-Wade

Dazzle Dachshund-Sharpay

Lil’ Frog-Pepe

Brilliant Pegasus-Rarity

American Albino-Casper (Online only)

Pegasus-Pandora (Online only)

Raccoon-Bandit

Striped Snake-Scrunch (Online only)

Tiger Snake-Tasma (Online only)

Elephant-Jumbo

Signature Sea Turtle-Donatello

Longhorn Steer-Diesel

Lil’ Seahorse-Atlantis

Old English Sheepdog-Bentley

Curly Lion-Carl

Chipmunk-Dale

Pinto-Beans

Pink Glitter Fish-Cordelia

Lil’ Monkey-?

Charcoal Cat-Charlene

Rainbow Armadillo-Skittles

Arctic Fox-Glacier

Caramel Lion-Caramilk

Prairie Dog-Patrat

Horse-Sugar

Signature Endangered Cougar-?

Signature Endangered Black African Rhinoceros-Tank

American Cocker Spaniel-Carly

Fairykinz Raccoon-Trixie

Capybara-Gort

Peridot Dog-August

Leo Lion-Leo

Patchy Pup-? (Online only)

Giraffe-?

Lil’ Panda-Oso

American German Shepherd-Sage (Online only)

Basset Hound-Sherlock

Beagle-Jake

Black Lab-Jet (Online only)

Twilight Doe-

Mountain Goat-Kefir

Grey and White Cat-Gracie

Yellow Lab-? (Online only)

Cocoa Dinosaur-Rolo (Online only)

Deer-Fauna (Online only)

Eagle-Apollo

Snowy Owl-?

Sherbet Bunny-? (Online only)

Shimmer Bunny-Phoebe (Online only)

Raven-Nevermore

Rainbow Rascal-Bright Heart

Sweet Spring Raccoon-Tiffany

Dire Wolf-Ender

Vampire Monkey-Fang

Vampire Kitten-Elvira

Trick or Treat Troll-

Gargowl-Grimm

Vampire Bat-Antasma

Autumn Owl-Hooters

Sugar Cookie Sheep-Buttercream

Sun Fox-Firefox

Fairykinz Tiger Cub-

Fairykinz Panda Cub-

Merry Go Round Pony-Posie

Wolf-Legoshi

Rockerz Coyote-Swift

Harvest Unicorn-Arista

Vampire Panther Cub-Elvira

Rockerz Puppy-Bieber

Axolotl-Archie

Vampire Bunny-Bunnicula?

Ice Fawn-

Zircon Puppy-December

Capricorn Goat-Giles

Aries Ram-Arden

Candy Corn Mouse-

Aquamarine Puppy-

Sagittarius Buck-

Zombie Bloodhound-Gash

Quirky Carnival Unicorn-

Diamond Doggy-

Candy Apple Camel-

Licorice Fish-Twizzler

Autumn Bunny-Reese

Upbeat Chic Giraffe-Taffy

Purple Monster-

Friendly Monster-Jawbreaker

Fluffy Bog Muskrat-

Sweet Corn Tiger-

Upbeat Chic Owl-

Lil Toil Toad-

Lil Trouble Toad-

Lil Twisted Toad-

Weremonster-

Northern Lights Moose-Borealis

Cinnamon Squirrel-Canela

Leonburger-

Tinkerpup-Wrench

Marshmallow Chipmunk-

Tinkercat-Hammer?

Pioneer Pony-Ree

Pioneer Pig-Drummond

Quirky Carnival Cub-

Lil Wise Owl-

Lil Tricky Owl-

Lil Jolly Owl-Duo

Lil Green Bat-Frank

Lil Orange Bat-Jack

Lil Purple Bat-Clawdeen

Black Cat-Sasha

Peace Puppy-Arcadia

Green Sloth-Harlequin

Crocodile-Gustave? (Online only)

Glamour Gecko- Bazaar? (Online only)

Green Shimmer Snake-

Brilliant Tortoise-

Royal Cobra-Kratos

Rainforest Boa

Rock Candy Croc

Leopard Lizard-

Pineapple Turtle

Pig-?

Zombie Pup-Burton (Online only)

Pumpkin Puppy-Pumpkin (Online only)

Scottish Fold Cat-Meredith

Cactus Cat-

Mint Chocolate Sheep-

Undercover Cat-

Cauliflower Sheep-

Cloud Sheep-Meringue

Cotton Candy Sheep-Katharine

Cheshire Cat-Wonderland

Grey Tabby Cat (Next)-Clover

Buttons Bear-Buttons

Be Merry Bear-

Gingerbread Bear-

Sock Bear-

Sleepover Cub-

Northern Trails Bear-Sokka

Spotted Seal-Fluke

Red Peppermint Unicorn-Peppermint

White Peppermint Unicorn-Wintermint

Green Peppermint Unicorn-Spearmint

Cookies and Cream Koala

Gelato Parrot

Ice Cream Scoop Snail-Breyer

Mint Chocolate Cow-Andes

Maple Moose-Canada

Polar Gummy-Haribo

Sour Watermelon Hound-Maynard

Sugar Rush Butterfly

Waffle Wallaby-Syrup

Lemon Drop Cow

Sugar Cookie Puppy-Nilla

Puppy Love Puppy

House Mouse-Geronimo

Rainbow Panda

White Cosmic Bear-Orbit

Purple Floral Fawn

Baby Raptor-Blue

Bubblegum Mammoth

Panda-Poh

Sugar Cookie Reindeer-Drizzle

Airborne Puppy-Delta

Bedtime Puppy

Cuddly Teddy Bear-Cuddles

French Hen

Polka Dot Cow

Sugar Coated Kitty-

Snuggly Teddy Bear-Snuggles

Winged Tiger

You and Me Puppy

Denim & Lace Giraffe-

Floral Pony-

Denim & Lace Pony-Filigree

Blue Tang-Mazarin

Lion Cub-Simba

Polka Dot Bobcat

Pixie Bunny

Pixie Fox

Royal Elephant

Toadstool Frog

Cairn Terrier-Toto

Sea Dragon-Lapras

Good Fortune Hedgehog-

Emerald Dragon-

Sugar Cookie Mouse-Crumbs

Minty Moose-

Pig-Peppa?

Mistletoe Mouse-Yule? Ivy?

Minty Reindeer (Online only)

Gingerbread Elephant-

Gingerbread Puppy- (Online only)

Holiday Husky-Mishka? Comet? Yule?

Holly Fox-

Morning Glory Lion Cub-Bluebell

Husky-Yukon

Dalmation-Pongo

Pisces Fish-Delmar

Aquarius Retriever-

Taurus Bull-

Gemini Butterfly-Gemma

Cancer Crab-Uriel

Virgo Horse-Thane

Scorpio Snake-Zeke

Libra Eagle-Justin

Garnet Rover-January

Amethyst Hound-Fabian

Emerald Lab-May

Pearl Pup-June

Ruby Retriever-

Sapphire Spaniel-

Topaz Terrier-November

Opal Pup-October

Ballet Pup-Angelina

Rockerz Raccoon- (Online only)

Signature Woodland Raccoon (Online only)

Brilliant Bandit-Mauve

Zebra-Zigzag

Cuddly Koala-

Blushing Fawn-Rosalin (Online only)

Lionfish-Leon (Online only)

Floppy Pig- (Online only)

Cotton Candy Bunny

Grape Soda Pup

Grey Squirrel

Love Lion

Fantail Goldfish

Black Bear

Monkey

Persian Cat-Blanche

Persian Cat-

Koala

Bulldog

Lil’ White Terrier

Elephant

Old English Sheepdog

Lil’ Black & White Cheeky Dog-Hydrox

Blueberry Cheeky Dog-Blue

Guinea Pig

Lil’ Black Bear-Baloo

Alpaca-Dune

Grey Langur

Jelly Bean Puppy-Jill (Online only)

Citrus Dragon- (Online only)

White Mouse-

Parakeet- (Online only)

Cheeky Bunny- (Online only)

Kangaroo-

Tawny Pup-Biscuit

Zalow Zumbuddy-Zalow

Lil’ Grey and White Cat

Gold and White Cat

Blue Jay

St. Bernard-Beethoven

Samoyed

Small Signature Lamb-Lullaby

Arctic Polar Bear-Icebreaker

Lil’ Penguin-

Lil’ Black Lab

Signature Small Golden Retriever-

Peppermint Puppy-Noelle

Dalmatian Kinz Clip-

#some of them I named when I was like 7 please excuse them lol #Ganz please lemme rename my Webkinz to less cringey names #webkinz #webkinz classic #kinzblr

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bomberqueen17 · 3 years

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fic update / work complete!

Chapter 2 of Under The Ribs is up on AO3, concluding that particular story.

This is the chapter the warnings were really for; there are some quite dark nightmare/hallucinations. (Anoke wrote all those LOL. And yes a bunch of the rest of the story of course but in the rough draft that was the most striking bit. They really are the best part of this whole thing. The only bit I supplied was exactly what it feels like to rip something’s heart out, from extensive personal experience.)

Also some politics. Also some medical bullshit. Roche is very sick.

Vernon was strapped to a table in the dark. He could hear metal against stone, blades being honed. He tried to struggle, find a weakness in the straps, but nothing gave.

“Hold still, dear heart,” Foltest said. “Hold still for me.”

“I’ll try,” he tried to answer, but he could not speak. They stabbed him, a killing blow, but he did not die. Again they struck, and again and again, and he realized they were cutting. His ribs snapped, his flesh was peeled away, they tore open his chest and he could not scream, he could make no sound, he could not die. They pulled and pulled until something gave with a springy, tearing snap-pop that jolted his entire body.

Foltest pressed a kiss to his open mouth. “There we are, pup,” Foltest said, holding Vernon’s heart in his hand. “We both know this belongs to me.”

#fic update #completed work!#my writing #coauthor!! what a concept!#the witcher #vernon roche #canon fixits #witcher 3 fixits #reason of state

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fbwzoo · 2 months

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Rat enrichment is the best bc you can just use random leftovers and shit from the fridge.

They got corn, carrots/pepper/apple, and raspberry yogurt covered noodles inside mustard greens. The hamster got the little basket with mustard greens, diced apple/pepper/carrot, and a dab of yogurt on top.

The rats knew Something Was Up. 😂 Gula stayed put for me to get a pic of her attacking the corn.

No pics, but the hedgehog & tenrec got some chihuahua wet food plus bugs, and the cats got wet food for dinner, though Shilo hasn't shown up for it yet.

And to finish it all off, the dogs got the rest of the yogurt on lick mats! Spring is a useless baby man per usual & needed to be held like a baby to eat his - and then he still didn't finish, so Emma got the rest. At least he ate his dinner afterwards, two hours late.

#fbw rambles #my pets #animal enrichment #rat enrichment #ratty girls #Emma pup #springy pup #Addy pup #i was bored and had some energy #therefore we had an impromptu enrichment night #happens every couple weeks usually #wish i did it more often though #at least everyone enjoys it when i do manage to

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showrunnerihardlyknowher · 3 years

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45 & 48 sound interesting

Prompts: 45. “Shhh... just sleep... you’re safe.” and 48. *screams very loudly for basically no reason*

catmom catmom catMOM CATMOM CATMOM CATMOM CATM-

Ylva was not one who startled easily.

Perhaps it was in part that she was a member of an apex predator species, one of the most advanced species currently known in the universe in fact. Being alert and aware of her surroundings generally kept things from being able to get the jump on her, be it a playful crewmate or a stubborn insectoid that had escaped its holding container. There was also the added necessity of needing a steady hand no matter what procedure she was conducting on her assigned specimens, many of them having unique qualities that would spasm or be triggered by an invading instrument digging into muscles. Jumping and squealing and flinching would only serve to ruin the important vivisection she needed to draw up her reports for, therefore she almost always expected the unexpected when she brought her knife down on a squirming creature, fully prepared for a sudden spew of acid from the wound or a brain bleeding howl or tearing off limbs to escape its constraints.

She was not, however, prepared for the heart wrenching cry coming from her human’s nesting cage.

The shriek sent her hand jolting severely to the left, effectively slicing through the tiny abdomen she had been peeling back in delicate layers. The human on her dissection tray cried out as well, though those noises were soon replaced by gurgles in its throat as tiny organs spilled out of the newly made gash running down its side. None of the noises it made phased her, not that they ever did under normal circumstances, but in this moment her attention was solely focused on the sound of despair her sweet little pet was making. Specimens could wait. They could be replaced. Her human could not.

In an instant she was rolling her chair down the length of her expansive work bench, the journey feeling like it was taking twice as long to reach the opposite end. There was no way Mibao could have hurt itself, right? Ylva specifically made sure there was nothing harmful to humans or pups stuck in the repurposed cage when she stuffed it full of bedding and cloth. She had lined the bottom of pillows, covered those with one of her old lab coats so the little one could be comforted by her scent, smushed in terrycloth towels against the bars to prevent the sweet thing from bumping its little head if it rolled around too much and finally draped a section of a fluffy throw blanket over it all for the human to curl up in. All in all, it was a pretty damn cozy looking nest and the human had been thrilled with it since sol one. It was such a well trained pup, too, Ylva could leave the cage door open all sleep cycle and it would never leave until Ylva herself came to get it, even if it was already awake.

Essentially, there was nothing in there that should have caused it any injury and the little one was behaved enough that it wouldn’t have gone without her permission and gotten into anything dangerous. Then again, it was still a pup and, be it human or Venandi, sometimes curiosity got the better of them. Her lab wasn’t exactly childproof, not with the vials of chemicals and bladed tools and live specimens and fatal heights and--

Another sob ripped her out of those thoughts before she could begin to imagine her human in the aftermath of all those scenarios, her tail puffing up significantly as the mantra of baby, baby, where is the baby ran through her mind instead. After ages, or two seconds, she was squarely in front of the cage and desperately trying to find the little human who was not immediately in her sight. There was no sign of springy curls, no bubblegum pink night dress, no wide brown eyes...but there was something wriggling like a nerve shocked invertebrate underneath the makeshift covers, muffling more choked whimpers.

She reached her hand in the cage and pinched the corner of the blanket to tug it back, revealing a mop of curly hair and a tear streaked face with its eyes screwed shut. As soon as she saw her human was indeed still alive, Ylva relaxed significantly. That didn’t ease all of her worry seeing that something was deeply upsetting the little one, but at least it was breathing and, confirmed once she pulled away the remainder of the blanket, still in one piece. With the blanket removed, the human curled further in on itself, throwing its tiny arms over its head and crying into its bedding. It wasn’t physically hurt, that much was obvious. It was...frightened? Ylva knew that emotional response very well in her line of work when it came to dealing with sentient specimens. Frightened because it had gotten tangled under its blanket? Of the dark? Perhaps humans had the ability to suffer from night terrors as well, though this was the first she had ever seen her human succumb to one. Mibao was usually a very good sleeper, able to take naps regardless of whatever racket was going on with screaming subjects and whirring machinery.

“Mibao,” she cooed, two fingers reaching back into the cage to rub at its trembling back, “it’s okay, sweetie…”

The unexpected touch and voice caused the human to gasp, eyes flying open and scrambling away from the perceived threat. Ylva would be lying if she said that reaction didn’t sting just a little bit. Never once had Mibao ever been afraid of her, not even back on earth, but she reassured herself it was just prey instincts to flee from predators that could easily take advantage of their sleeping form. If it didn’t trust Ylva then it certainly wouldn’t have followed her around back on its home planet, mewling and snuggling all the while.

It took a moment, but soon enough the little one was able to blink through the haze of tears to recognize the person in front of it. She would have thought that would have brought the poor thing some comfort given that it had been attached to its beloved “kit-tee” ever since it had run up to her unprovoked, yet a fresh wave of tears were quick to start streaming down its plump cheeks. This time, however, it raised its little arms in her direction and warbled something softly and Ylva didn’t need a translator to be able to tell exactly what it wanted.

“Aw, come here, baby,” Her hands cupped around Mibao and pulled her out, instantly pressing the little one into her chest that was erupting with purrs, “What happened, hm? Was it a bad dream?”

Though the human was probably only nuzzling its face into the material of her uniform, it almost felt as if it was nodding in agreement and for some reason that made Ylva’s heart soar. The sheer idea that soon enough they would be able to understand each other if the linguistics department ever stopped dragging their feet.

“Do you want to stay with mommy for a little bit? Yeah? We can take a little break…”

She leaned back in her chair with a sigh, smiling with the warmth of the sun as Mibao shifted itself into a more comfortable position while laying against her, gripping two itty bitty fistfuls of her dress to ensure Ylva would not be putting it down any time soon. Not that she had any intention, of course. Her hands closed more snuggly around the tiny body, rubbing her thumb down its hair before briefly pulling one of her hands away much to its dismay. As soon as she had tugged the glove off with her teeth and returned her hand to its previous spot the whines stopped in an instant, save for the occasional sniffle. Touch was an important factor in human bonds, she had observed. The ability to truly feel one another, their warmth and scent unhindered by thick materials, brought many earthlings great comfort. Even Edix’s human preferred his touch over anyone else’s on the ship, though that may have more to do with familiarity than anything, the shy little thing that it is.

Once the tears seemed like they had tapered off, Ylva quieted her purring in favor of humming a little tune, rocking her chair side to side to entice the human to close its eyes. The swaying and melody of her voice was certainly urging it to slip back into dreamland, but every time it caught itself drifting off it would whimper and squirm, still too shaken up by its nightmare.

“Shh…” she murmured, stroking her finger down its back and tapping gently, “just sleep, you’re safe, mommy’s right here…”

It took a little more convincing for Mibao to fully give in to the throes of slumber, but when it did it was out like a light, tiny snores making Ylva stifle her giggles to keep from waking the human up again. Now, the most logical thing to do would be to set the human back in its nest, cover it up, and clean up her workstation to prep the next specimen and redo the vivisection she needed to document before the end of her shift. Realistically, there was no fucking way she was going to cut this cuddle time short with her precious little Mibao and instead lost herself in thought while she pet the human pup, thinking perhaps a playdate was long overdue between hers and Edix’s pet. Oh, maybe she could print out a few more dresses and tutus for the little one to wear, too. A new stuffed toy or five would be good, it was critical to have a stimulating environment to amuse itself in for when Ylva was too preoccupied with work to play…

Yeah, she thought to herself while wheeling her chair over, human in tow, towards the printer in the back corner of her lab, those things sound way more important right now.

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webkinztournament · 10 months

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Summary - June 23 Polls

Winners are listed first in bolded text.

SWEEPS (Winners at 80%+)

Endangered Signature Dama Gazelle / Texting Puppy

Chocolate Milk Cow / Groovy Gorilla

Tinker Cat / Lil Orange Goblin

EASY CHOICE (Winners at 70-80%)

Reindeer Calf / Purple Goldfish

Arctic Fox / Lollipop Snail

Hoppy Floppy Bunny / Celestial Unicorn

White Swan / Sweet Tooth Tiger

Cocoa Dinosaur / Sweetheart Chipmunk

Buttons Bear / Angora Bunny

DEBATABLE (Winners at 55-70%)

Kiger Mustang / Aquarius Retriever

Akita Puppy / Springy Kangaroo

Signature Horse / Rockerz Cat

Musical Dalmatian / Weimaraner

Brilliant Penguin / French bulldog (2023)

Blonde Dachshund / Glamorous Gorilla

Black Panther Cub / Ballet Pup

Sea Otter / Kiwi Parrot

Signature African Wild Dog / Hedgehog (2017)

Basset Hound / Blue Bay Dolphin

TOUGH CHOICE (Winners below 55%)

Earth Fawn / Signature German Shorthaired Pointer

Mocha Pup / Poodle

Pioneer Pony / Cute Octopus

Rottweiler / Chillin Sea Lion

Tanuki / Axolotl

#POP2023 #POP2023R1 #poll summary

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loveforpreserumsteve · 4 years

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Baby Mine: Bonus “EOTL” Story (Pre-Serum Alpha!Steve and Amputee Omega!Bucky)

Five:

"Wow," Steve commented, lust and love mingling in the bond when Bucky stepped onto the main floor.

Blushing, Bucky fidgeted in his casual navy-blue outfit and playfully rolled his eyes, "It's just a suit."

"Doesn't mean you look any less stunning. And you are," Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky's waist, under the open jacket and stroking his thumb over the blue floral shirt as his eyes roamed over Bucky's frame, "Stunning."

"I'm your mate, you have to say that," Bucky brushed off the compliment while he brushed his hands over the gray suit jacket accentuating Steve's slender shoulders, making them seem broader. Cheeks still burning as he leaned down to kiss Steve. Turning the conversation onto Steve, he ran his hand over his stubble-free cheek and commented, "You shaved."

"Wanted to look good for you tonight," Steve admitted with the most attractive blush that Bucky had ever laid his eyes on, and his most favorite blush he had ever seen, colored the alpha's cheeks.

Resting his forehead against Steve's, Bucky told him, "You always look good. Scruffy or clean-shaven. Just out of the shower or with dry spit-up on your shirt --"

"Ew," Steve interjected, his face scrunching in disgust.

"-- I still can't believe that I got so lucky as to have such a stud for a mate," Bucky finished with a smug smirk tugging at his lips while he pulled Steve closer by the notch lapels of his jacket.

Steve's blush darkened and spread up to his ears, which was definitely a trait that always made Bucky's stomach swoop in attraction. Bucky ducked his head, scenting Steve and wishing that his white button-up shirt's collar didn't cover his mating bite. Compromising with kissing the spot on Steve's neck just below his ear instead.

"I'm the lucky one," Steve argued, giving Bucky's hips a squeeze.

"Should we start the car or are you two going to get a room?" Natasha interrupted. Bucky glanced over to her and found her leaning against the doorframe to the formal living room in a plunging neckline black velvet cocktail dress.

Pulling back, Steve tucked a loose strand from Bucky's French braid behind his ear and suggested, "We should go say goodbye to the pups."

Reluctance and hesitation lit up the bond, and Bucky wasn't sure if they were his emotions or Steve's. Nevertheless, Bucky left the comfort of Steve's thin arms and led the way downstairs to the kiddie floor.

There, they found Noah cuddled up next to Gabby while he held onto Xavier's hand, in a nest that Gabby had created out of some of the fleece throw blankets. Maisie was sitting on Dre's lap content as could be while he delicately combed through her dark waves and the knots that occasionally snagged. All the while, Kiara was lounging in a bean bag chair with a juice box and a baby doll.

"Mama, you got some competition for best dressed," Dre teased once he spotted the other three adults.

Sharon left the kitchen, snacking on an ants on a log, while an asymmetrical rose gold slip dress hugged her athletic frame. Her brows were arched high on her forehead at her son's comment before she spotted the trio and playfully wiggled her brows while shimmying her shoulders.

As she took another bite of the celery, Natasha quirked a brow and joked, "Pregaming appetizers before appetizers?" Silently, Sharon fought her smirk and offered the rest of the snack to her bonded. Natasha wrapped her arms around Sharon's waist and opened her mouth to accept the treat while she fondly stated, "This is why I mated you."

"Among other things," Sharon smirked, kissing Natasha's forehead.

"Among other things," Natasha happily agreed.

"Yuck!" Kiara giggled and hid her reddening brown face behind the baby doll, but still peeking over at them with a small smile on her face.

Bucky couldn't help but grin at their interaction as he stepped over toys and leaned down to press a kiss on Noah's chubby pale cheek. Pleasantly surprised when Xavier tilted his head, so he could receive a kiss too. If that wasn't proof enough of his acceptance, Bucky didn't know what was. So, he happily obliged and pressed a kiss to the child's youthfully plump brown cheek.

"What about Gabby?" Noah asked when Bucky stood upright again.

Brows arching, he asked the teen, "Would you like a kiss, too?"

"Well, we are family," Gabby reasoned. The, duh, being implied as she held her head still, so Bucky could kiss her darker, reddish-brown forehead.

As Bucky pulled back, he locked eyes with her green ones and reminded, "Don't let them boss you around." Gesturing over to the baby swing where Hugh was sleeping, Bucky teased, "Especially not that one."

"Okay," Gabby giggled, absentmindedly scent-marking both her youngest brother and Noah.

Passing Steve while the petite alpha ran his hand over Kiara's springy honey-blonde corkscrew hair. Smiling at Bucky as they essentially swapped to give the other kids on the opposite ends of the couch kisses. Trying not to step on Natasha or Sharon's toes as the two women were saying goodbye to their children, too.

"I want you to be good," Bucky warned, tilting Maisie's head, so she was looking up at him.

"Okay," Maisie sighed while Dre defended her, "She's always good."

Bucky couldn't help but smile at that. Leaning forward, Bucky kissed Maisie's rosy cheek. Before Bucky could pull too far back, Dre was tilting his face so Bucky could press a kiss to his freckle-speckled skin. Once he stood upright again, he playfully rolled his eyes at the way Dre was theatrically wiping at his russet complexion.

Not wanting to wake the sleeping baby, and knowing that Kiara still wasn't very comfortable with physical affection from him, Bucky waited by the doorway. A fond grin stretching his lips as he watched the two moms affectionately interact with their children. Not to mention how Steve scent-marked Hugh's elephant security blanket before replacing it in the swing.

As Natasha, Sharon, and Steve crossed the family room to join Bucky, the four adults blew kisses to the kids. Reminding them all that, "The pool is off limits," and, "Call us, if you need anything."

All the while, Gabby and Dre encouraged, "Go have fun," and, very bluntly, "Leave already!"

So, that was exactly what the couples did. Leaving through the ground floor front door to the Romanoff-Carter vehicle, Bucky felt a twinge of anxiety flow through him. Not his own, but Steve's. Pausing as Steve locked the door behind them, Bucky extended his hand out for his mate.

Appreciatively, Steve accepted the offer and twined their fingers together. Bucky grinned down at him and lifted their hands to his mouth, pressing a kiss to the back of Steve's hand. Attempting to reassure his partner the best he could, "They'll be fine."

"I know," Steve assured, opening the back passenger door for Bucky, "I just miss them already."

"Sap," Natasha good-humoredly mocked as she started the van, earning an eye roll from the petite alpha as the four adults settled in their seats.

Although Bucky was nervous about being away from the pups for the first time, he was also excited to properly celebrate his birthday. And with Steve by his side, he couldn't ask for anything better.

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