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bucknastysbabe · 1 year

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For your health, of course

Aegon II x Baratheon Reader

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Fluff and smut, wg progression, CHONK!Aegon, hand feeding, belly kink, infertility/fertility issues, post!Dance au, they’re in love and everything is perfect okay, health issues, oral sex (m!receiving), hand jobs, mentioned fingering and cunnilingus

A/N: I almost put this on my other blog but fuck it I don’t consider this too The Other Kink to not post. Me love thick men thanks @lovelykhaleesiii for the plot ideas

Aegon came back to the throne skinny, sickly, and surly. He was irritated from the shattered bones and having to rule over an even more shattered kingdom he never wanted in the first place.

You were his new wife, married quickly after he had returned. Aegon liked having you around, requesting you stay by his side at all times. The Dowager seemed to be annoyed as she couldn’t get her son alone to debate how to navigate the still burning coals of war.

You tried to get to know him better, idly chatting away as he drank strongwine. Aegon hollowly stared at you one day and said, “I have nothing to talk about, I like listening to you.” So you had to start bringing books in for entertainment. But the feeling of something missing was in the back of your mind.

Staring at a painting of Aegon on his coronation day brought forth what.

The young king in that photo was robust, handsome, and definitely well fed. You couldn’t do anything about the scars…but maybe some flesh on his bones would help with aches and pains. The Targaryen rarely ate, preferring to drink or sip on soup.

So at your nightly private dinner you ordered the servants to bring heavier options, meats and sweets, bread and pudding. Aegon eyes widened and he grumbled, “I can’t possibly eat that.” You moved to the seat closest to him and prodded, “Why not? You look like a wandering septon.”

Violet eyes turned up at you. He stared at the feast and his mouth twisted slightly. Aegon bitterly remarked, “Because that’s what the Maester told me. Gods, I’m a buffoon. They just want me weak and drunk all the time!” He threw his hands up in anger, cursing himself.

You smiled sweetly, forking a piece of ham to his still frowning mouth, “Eat up then, this will make you stronger.” Aegon opened and took a generous bite, moaning around the flavor. You hummed, “Good. You’ll be feeling better in no time, my lord husband. Show them how wrong they were.”

It was off to the races by that exact moment. Aegon’s notorious appetite of his youth had returned, ten-fold. He requested large feasts for every meal, even beginning to invite some of the lords milling around the place to break up their plotting.

Aegon would often be exhausted after a particularly long day, forcing himself around on that cane in the Keep. He’d plop down in a comfortable chair and you’d hand feed him, cooing, “You’ve worked so hard today, just let me take care of you.”

He would sigh, “You’re too good to me.”

You’d happily do this every second if it got him to smile, that rare, beautiful smile. He’d relax and drink and eat, opening diligently for whatever he dictated you’d bring to his mouth. You didn’t know if you loved him yet, but this made you feel very…warm inside.

You were doing needlepoint next to Aegon, who watched the Blackwater wistfully. He munched on some honey cakes and grapes, having developed a habit for keeping his mouth occupied. You had a feeling the morsels kept him grounded from whatever hellish memories kept the king up at night.

The Dowager Queen entered the chambers, stiff and dressed in black. A new Kingsguard stood behind her, aloof as ever. She delicately perched on a seat, staring at you two. Aegon grumbled, “What is it mother? More spies under the keep? Cregan Stark is on the spires?”

Her pretty mouth thinned, looking so much like Aegon. Alicent wrung her hands together and said, “No, nothing of that sort. I wanted to say you look healthier. Maybe the Maester could check your, ahem, potency soon.” Aegon dramatically groaned around a lemon cake, “Always an ulterior motive, yes! In front of my darling wife.”

You stated, “I do not wish to injure him trying to copulate. I feel this is a private matter between the Maester and us, My Queen.”

She huffed, “Do please meet with them soon, we need an heir.”

Poor Jaehaera was scarcely considered, the child strange and gloomy. Aegon tried his best, the girl often climbing into your shared bed weeping, your husband trying to console her. She was shy of you, but had warmed up some when the princess saw you make Aegon laugh.

After Alicent had left Aegon shoved another lemon cake down his throat. He murmured between smacks, “I don’t trust the gods damned maesters. Not one.” You grabbed his scarred hand and promised, “I’ll be right there with you. I- I’d love to have a child of yours, if the gods allow for it.”

His violet eyes grew glossy and he rasped, “Fine. We go to them on the morn, my sweet.”

Aegon was flushed and very aggravated in the Grand Maester’s quarters. You knew he was self conscious about the scarring and the withered leg he refused to rid of. A blanket lay over his lap, him looking down sullenly. You sat in a corner of the room, hands folded in your lap.

He’d gained some weight, you’d noticed that now that you saw his pale and scarred flesh in the buff. Where ribs once poked through was a soft layer of padding, a small roll creasing his tummy. His arms were more built from the cane, but you could see a bit of softness. Aegon’s hips had flared out.

Heat settled on your cheeks. Your husband looked very good, soft and sweet. You couldn’t help but imagine how more flesh would sit on his delicate Targaryen bones. The jingling of chains alerted the pair of you, the old Maester shuffling in. You relocated to Aegon’s side, holding a hand. He looked up at you and murmured, “You may not want to see this.”

Hardening your gaze you stated, “You’re my husband, I will cherish every bit of you.”

Your heart fluttered watching the stress dial down across his body. Aegon pulled your palm to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss. Orwyle rasped, “So we need to check on fertility, hm?” Aegon snapped, “Why else would I be here? Obviously she’s not broken and burnt.”

The Maester chuckled softly, used to the King’s outbursts. He murmured, “Lay back, I need to check you.” Aegon reluctantly leaned back, closing his eyes tight as Orwyle pulled back the blanket. You stared at the withered leg, frowning in sadness. His other leg, although still healing, had thickened up slightly.

“I see you’ve been having a healthy appetite again,” he noted.

“Because my darling wife cares about me and my health. My aches have lessened.”

“Mhm. Yes.” Aegon gritted his jaw as his cock and sac was felt and checked. Orwyle noted, “You’re producing sperm, but no copulation. We must get your seed and artificially enter it in the Queen.” You spoke, “Can we do this act in private? Ah- the collection part?”

Orwyle waved a gnarled hand, “Yes, of course, I will have to inseminate you quickly after.”

Awkward visit over, Aegon was struggling on his cane, sitting down on a bench with a huff. You nuzzled into his soft hair, teasing, “Not too bad. I have heard the seed takes better when the woman has had her own release.” The king laughed deeply, “Oh, I’ll take care of you. Make Orwyle cover his ears for a bit.”

You pecked his sweet lips, humming. Your hand skated down to his belly, just slightly straining the fabric that once hung off his frame. With a purr you commented, “You are looking very healthy and handsome my lord.” He looked wide eyed at you, eager for some sort of praise, “You think so?”

“Yes, no longer on death’s doorstep, but we’ve got a long way Hm?”

He agreed heartily, belly rumbling as if on cue. More and more eating processed, Aegon seeming to grow more confident with the extra padding. You made sure your husband didn’t have to lift a finger, feeding and pampering him, washing and helping him dress.

Add the lack of mobility and Aegon’s tendency to travel by litter— the weight had piled on much faster than expected. Far exceeding what that original painting you’d scene. But instead of disgust, you grew aroused at his increasing weight and happier moods.

The first few sessions of ‘collection’ were definitely arousing. You’d grope and knead at fatty flesh, hand running tight strokes around his cock. One session he’d busted his doublet after eating a meal and squirming around your slick fist. You’d quivered and came watching his thick belly poke out between shredded fabric, riding Aegon’s scarred fingers.

One cane turned to two to support his heavier weight. You’d ever heard servants complaining about how heavy the King had gotten. He seemed to not pay any mind nor register any weight.

Laying in bed together one night, you idly stroked his swollen belly, bloated with mead and meats of all sorts. This was a far cry from the slim layer of fat lining his body. Aegon’s cheeks thickened, jaw softened, chest swollen. You marveled at his fat sides and rapidly growing stomach. And do not get you started on watching his one thigh grow wobbly and thick.

“Should I cut back on the food,?” he asked.

You raised your brows, replying, “Why do you say that my love?”

“Mother said I’ve gotten rotund, that it’s unseemly.”

You frowned and curled tighter into his soft side while humming, “You look good, happy, and so very arousing to me. A king doesn’t need to change for anyone.”

Aegon eyed you, chin settled into his pudge. He raised a brow and asked, “Arousing you say?” You couldn’t help but smirk a little, squeezing that belly you worked so hard on. The blonde laughed, “Little harlot, you like feeding your king don’t you?”

You blushed, caught unaware by Aegon’s blunt statement.

“Well?”

You shifted against him a bit, growing hot under his heavy gaze. In a small voice you spoke, “Oh, you’ve outed me Aeg. I love it, so much. You look so good, properly fat like a king should be. Shouldn’t have to do a damn thing but order the realm.”

He smiled again, cheeks bunching up. Aegon kissed you passionately, hand greedily reaching to your breast, kneading expertly. You moaned into his mouth, shifting to lay half atop of his mass. You pressed onto his belly, making the poor thing wince.

“Sorry, sorry,” you said.

He shook his head and kept kissing you, tongue lapping you up. Your hand crept down his pale belly, passing now faded stripes to get at his cock. Aegon moaned lowly into your mouth at the contact of your hand. You murmured, “Can I taste you tonight my lord? Please?”

Aegon sighed, “Oh fuck, yes, gods.”

You yanked back the covers, exposing Aegon’s plumping cock, fighting hard to stay up against his generous lower belly. Aegon’s hand laid at the nape of your neck possessively, giving it a squeeze. He panted, “C’mon dear, yes, so good to me.”

You grabbed onto the base, lapping at his ruddy head, tonguing the slit eagerly. Aegon moaned and shifted, stuck under his still gurgling belly. Easing your lips you swallowed him down until he was at the back of your throat, bobbing while your hand got the rest. The other hand was massaging his balls.

Aegon moaned your name again, pudgy fingers scrabbling at your neck. He incoherently rambled nonsense, lazily attempting to buck his hips but quitting when you slapped a fleshy hip. You needn’t have your husband upset his fragile bones trying to fuck your throat.

Keeping up an easy pace you savored the moment, soaking up every moan whimper or cry. You pulled back up to pay special attention to his sensitive cockhead, Aegon’s belly rolling as he squirmed. He cried, “Close- fucking seven hells- angel!”

You flicked your tongue across the slit harder, Aegon losing composure and tearing at your locks of hair. You moaned in ecstasy, greedily swallowing down his spend until your husband was whining and pulling you off.

Wiping the back of your mouth you hummed, “Splendid.”

Aegon, catching his breath, panted, “Get over here so I can get my own. Now.”

He didn’t have to ask twice.

Aegon leant back in his favorite chair by the window overlooking the Blackwater, fingers digging into a bowl of candied sweets. His frame certainly filled out the chair now, heavy sides lipping over the arm rests. You were vibrating with excitement, holding back a smile.

The king stopped his munching to stare at you. He asked, “What’s got you all giddy?” With an excited squeak you moved to lay between his legs, head padded on his stronger one. Aegon’s thick fingers found their way into your hair, scritching idly. He asked again, temper almost on the edge, “Have a jest my lady? C’mon, out with it now.”

Looking up with a beam you chirped, “I’ve missed my moon blood two times now. Orwyle says I am with child!” Aegon’s face was a flurry of emotions— confusion, realization, happiness, then tears. He rasped, “Truly? You are pregnant?” Tears streamed from his pretty eyes, wide with glee.

“Yes, yes!,” you cried.

Aegon grasped at you, pulling you up and closer, an awkward angle but you liked being near to his soft flesh. He kissed you passionately, rambling breathlessly, “Gods be good, I- I can’t believe it.” You nuzzled his nose, warbling, “It’s a miracle. Oh Aegon, I am overjoyed!”

He pulled back, scarred hands holding your face, “We must plan a grand feast, a tourney, something! You’re eating for two now.”

You teased back tearily, “You’ll be eating for three then, yes?”

He rolled his eyes and kissed you again, laughing softly. Maybe the Targaryen’s could rise above the shambles of the realm. This was a new start, a new seed.

#aegon ii targaryen #hotd fanfic #hotd smut #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon ii x reader #chubby!aegon ii #baratheon!reader #post dance au #slight wg kink

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ritasanderson · 24 days

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Do you think Kalymos was chonk at some point because Albrecht loves her very much so that Loid just had to put her on a diet. Do you think Albrecht was walking around Loid saying how "she's so skinny now Loid please she's starving :("

#Sorry but I will always imagine Albrecht as being stupid in a everyday things

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strawbbella · 1 year

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Helloo~ I was bored in class one day so I thought "why not do an art study of the artists I like" except it incredibly scuffed and I really just looked at a bunch of art on their page and i tried my best to replicate one of em

So these are the 2 'studies' i did that day

1st:

My ver:

(Art by @izuke-the-zombie )

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What I noticed first while sketching is ofc the super gorgeous cute style. Though not long into the sketching phase noticed her lines are quite sharp and pronouced, for most of her works she keeps her sketch lines making it seem more mmm hazy is the right word? Or effortless, but with every sharp line a rounded(?) line contrasts it, giving it that signature fluffiness. I absolutely adore how well this all mixes together, i dunno just sonethin bout her lines bro

I love the expression, really gives off absolutely love sick, I didn't capture the eyes quite well (I blame my chonk pen because all good artists blames their materials/j) Macaque looks more scared than breath taken and I put the eyes too far apart. I basically deprived the eyes of its soul lmao note for next time I do a study.

Ok this part has not much to do with the ref pic but her art in general and that includes her writing. I adore the cute HCs and little stories/AUs she would post, just so much creativity and its always so comforting to read as theyre so wholesome and cute. Im so sure one of my first posts here were a drawing of one of her HCs LIKE SRSLY SO CREATIVE. I was also surprised as I saw in some artworks she's able to draw structures and environments that draws your into the scene, its fits the universe so well, just adding to that little wonderment of awe. Shes amazing at coloring too, real soft, but still makes the characters pop, i'd say more but my brain is short-circuiting from all this analyzing. Shes just all round incredibly talented and creative honestly. Her style is exactly what i wanted to have as a kid and what im striving to have now. So cuteee

So far 11/10 art style, love the chibiness, cuteness, expressions, the pure and pastel feel and colors, and details. Just love her in general<3 check out her page lol

2nd:

My ver:

(Art by @clatteringbats )

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Ok so immediately off the bat I knew I was gonna have some trouble here since I've been drawing chibis from the very start.

Just from observing her art I alr saw it has a lot of movement in em, lots of dynamic poses, and LOTS of embraces, really just pouring with that fluff/angst energy. At first I tried the anime body guidelines and boom instant error. Though not all that noticable the heads have sum chonk in em, especially the cheeks, giving that cute factor despite not being a chibi style. Im all for it. The lines are very soft, not a lot of sharp edges and if there are theyre placed in a very subtle way. The expressions are wonderful: from a subtle hopeless smile from an overwhelming roar of grief and anger, she's mastered the the art of slight details that give these effects their magic. Her lines are sketchy but not messy (does that make sense) they clump together neatly, giving the illustration clarity.

AND OMG HAVE YOU SEEN HER ANIMATICS? THE MOVEMENT, THE PACING, THE SMOOTHNESS, THE INTERACTIONS, THE EMOTIONS, THE EVERYTHING. THEYRE SO AAAA ITS LIKE A PROFESSIONAL STORYBOARD FOR A TV SHOW.

The way she uses color too— just o h m y g o d .

Her colors are so bright and clear, so nicely blended together, so bold, but not in the way that burns your eyes, she keeps them neutral in a way, that envokes that sense of harmony; like a sunset. (I legit have one of her colored artworks as my wallpaper) I have lots more to observe, but so far this is all I have to say. The skill of overflowing

Anways, back to the task at hand. I made the heads bigger than i shoulda , cause well chibi artist ehe. Again, I blame my chonk pencil. I didn't get the embrace quite right, but Ion think I could level with the queen of LITERALLY DRAWING TEARJERKING HUGS LIKE? I tried with the hands, I swear. I knew they were a little small but only now am I realizing its that way cause I made the heads too big. I wanna try drawing more in her style as its really just full of movement and flowiness, I wanna try mastering the way she draws perspectives too. I noticed for perspective shots theres this grid for the sky and ground (which is genius) will try that out when I actually pick up digital art again.

Check out her page, theres lots to see shes amazing 11/10 artstyle<3

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belovedisaster · 5 days

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Your icewing with the blue cape looks mystical. Their fangs are beeg, and their neck chonk. What lore might we know about them? very curious about the little dragon claw (Fake?) clipping his cape together.

haha, no, it is very real

queen gyrfalcon used her (fraudently) gained throne to achieve her ambition of bringing the finest rainwing leather to the icewing market. she kept rainwing babies in her basement to harvest for skin, assassinated random rainwings for the same purpose, all to feed a trade of clothing made of skin, organs and other body parts, over the course of a 40+ year war after which she was beautifully and brutally murdered by the rainwing queen and turned into a taxidermy of skin herself.

she belongs to an OC world i've had with my friends since i was an eyeless bambine and any genius or smart part of her is almost entirely their invention & i take no credit

#wings of fire #wof #wof oc #frank art #(look at her crown)

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team-avia · 4 months

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I've come to bless you with stupid pictures of my very angy cat.

Her name is Charlotte, but we call her The Fat Nugget. She is chonk and angy. She reminds me of Cornelius and a pouting Alcina. (Who also takes up more of my camera roll then is probably healthy... I just counted.. 38 direct photos.. 52 referring pictures..) Anyways! Cat!

(I'm not okay...)

CATS PLUS DIMITRESU!??!?! BABY!!!!

CAT!!! Just like me fr. I love cats. I am meowing at them, I am cooing. They're so cute. I just wanna squish their little faces. I am going to eat them up. I am feral about cats.

Cinder

#mail 💌#cindermod🔪#im so normal wdym #anytime a picture of cat is brought up every single other dev goes “is that cinder” and ive decided to beat them to the punch

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chonkandbean · 2 years

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Chonk’s Bikini Experience.

Since today marks the first day of fall, and the summer has now officially come to a close, I thought I would share a story about “My Summer Vacation” that I am sure all of you will appreciate.

Every year my whole family gets together for a beach vacation. My sister and nieces make a 12 hour journey for this occasion, so they stay with my parents for a few weeks surrounding our week at the beach. In the week leading up to our trip to the beach, my mom noticed that my 11 year old niece was planning on wearing a very modest two piece bathing suit that she picked out herself and really liked wearing. Then later that evening I overheard my mom telling my sister that they needed to go and get my niece another bathing suit before going to the beach.

So at that moment I spoke up and said “Why do you need to get her another bathing suit?” …

There was a long pause and finally my mom said “Well you know, she’s a little too heavy to be wearing a two piece”. I think literal smoke started coming out of my ears. First of all, my niece is NOT FAT. She isn’t thin, but she is nowhere in the range of fat. She doesn’t have a belly or extra chub anywhere. Solid is how I would describe her. (Exactly how I was when I was her age)

Of course I gave my mom a piece of my mind. I told her that it was unfair for her to project her own insecurities onto my niece and that it was extremely damaging to a young girl's self esteem.

But it didn’t make any difference because the next day they went and got my niece a more “modest” one piece bathing suit. My sister just went along with it all, agreeing with my mom.

It was then that I realized what I needed to do. I was going to wear a bikini on our beach vacation!

That night, Bean and I went to Target and I picked out the bikini you see me wearing in the photos attached to this post.

Then the day came when we were all headed down to the beach. It was beautiful outside and the beach was very crowded. I started to get a bit nervous. I had never done anything like this before. I wasn’t even sure how I worked up the courage to do it in the first place, but I knew it had to be done.

Then everyone started getting ready to go down to the water and that’s when it happened, I took off my coverup and exposed the gut in all its glory!

Everyone noticed, yet no one said a word. I could tell it was making everyone uncomfortable, everyone except one person, my 11 year old niece. She later pulled me aside and said to me privately “I really like your bathing suit! It is so cute and I like the colors!”

Just writing this makes me want to cry because I knew in that moment that it was all worth it.

It was a moment I will never forget, and I don’t think she will either.

In conclusion, I just want to say thank you to all those who support what we do. It has given me so much confidence to be myself and I don’t know if I would have had the courage to do it without you. I also want to thank Bean for holding my hand proudly on the beach while I sported my teeny bikini. It made it a lot easier for me to go through with it, having you by my side.

Hope you liked my story!

Love,

Chonk

#bodypositivity #fat girls #confidence #fatty #fat #fat and proud #fat is beautiful #fat is not a bad word #body positive #fatgirl

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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What type of dog each RE8 character would be

Big pupper (And strong too!). I think it’s pretty obvious that she would be a big dog. Very regal as well. For Alci, I was torn between Great Danes and Corgis (You know, they got that fat ass), but cooler heads prevailed.

This doggy naturally has hair covering their face which reminds me of Donna. Also, they are very intelligent and sensitive (Like Donna!) I bet they could hide a tinier dog (Like a crackhead Chinese Crested to represent Angie) under all of that hair.

Silky coat (Typically blond in color). Super smart and refined. It’s also one of the oldest domesticated dog breeds so… It makes sense ‘cause she’s old asf!

Grey, wiry coat that I feel matches Karl’s greasy hair in looks lol. Very big and strong dog. Put a little hat on this guy and you got a dead ringer for Karl in my opinion!

Aww, so sweet! Big doggy and super lovable. Also, very much chonk. Mastiffs have webbed feet too, so that fits for fish boy.

These are beautiful pups with shiny and soft fur (I just think Bela’s hair would be really soft). They are very gentle and love to cuddle, but they are also really good hunters!

Okay, laugh all you want at their squishiness and wrinkles, but this dog has the best nose out of all dog breeds (A proven fact!). Also, excellent hunter! Super strong and very loyal… Fits Cass if you ask me.

Dani is a smol puppy. Period. This doggo is super fun-loving and upbeat just like our little Dani. They also typically have red in their coat so, perfect for the adorable redhead.

Ethan is that all-american white-bread type of guy. Golden's always want to help and can’t seem to keep out of other people’s business. Sounds like Ethan to me...

Beautiful, but also bat-shit insane… That’s it. No other notes.

Note: They should add a dog dlc for RE8 XDDD

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x y/n #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x y/n #cassandra dimitrescu #re8 shitpost #y/n is stupid #re8 incorrect quotes #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #mother miranda #karl heisenberg #salvatore moreau #ethan winters #mia winters

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witchofthesouls · 2 years

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So, imagine the TFP kids gang got hit by Ancient Cybertronian do-hickey over a sleepover and cyberform into sparklings (I will forever die on the Hill that cyberformed humans are some form of war-builds. You can’t take that me. At all.), and then combine it with memory regression/suppression and oh boy, oh boy, what a mess.

The kids are absolutely cute and 100% goddamn Feral.

When Optimus finally manages to decode the information in regards that the artifact’s power: a vague recollection of to revert/return what was lost he agreed with the team: Unicron’s bullscrap.

Miko is a smoll Seeker sparkling with pretty amber optics, a worrisome amount of pink upon her thin frame, and has no idea who they are. She managed to squeeze behind the monitors and climb up the computer set up for high-ground. Has sharp teeth and equally sharp little claws. And yes, she had used both sets on an Autobot’s hands. Hissy little thing.

She mainly listens to Optimus ever since he managed to snatch her up by the scruff and growled back at her, he put some force into it with his engines in low-gear with his field pressing down, enough to overwhelm her for a beat. The team is yelling at him while Miko stares at him with wide optics and limp like a docile kitten.

Ratchet fusses over her since Seekerkin femmes are usually larger and bulkier than their mech counterparts, even as sparklings. Miko, however, is on the thinner side, especially since it looks like she’s missing plating. She’s not; her armature will be deceptively fragile, but very flexible.

Everyone keeps a really good optic on her since that much pink on a mecha’s plating as their original color meant… issues. Ratchet keeps checking on her since her pain receptors are too scattered to stop her from really dangerous stunts.

Mainly communicates likes a newspark. Squeaks and chirps. Very expressive wings.

They thought Jack would be the “easy” one since he was once a Responsible Teenager, had actually retained a few memories about his life Before, and can actually communicate in English. They’re wrong. Dead. Wrong.

Local Metal Bird Boy can be found scurrying up the walls and hooking his newfound claws into crevices and digging because he found something behind the walls or beneath the rocks.

Jack looks built to be an armored jet. At first glance. This bitlet seems to have hints of developing multiple forms. Ratchet had uncovered sets of wheels and had to disable some of his programs related to combat that are too close to the surface. He was worried that it may activate and there’s no need for a sparkling to run around with high-beam plasma.

Has a habit of sneaking up on others, especially on Optimus, Ratchet, and Arcee. It’s possible since Jack has impressive shielding and suppression abilities due to his advanced ventilation systems and military-grade silencers.

Likes watching the ‘bots sleep, the low hum of their frames with relaxed sparks is a soothing sound to him, especially with each ‘bot has a unique pattern and feel to their EM field. Many times, they had been startled awake to see grey-blue optics watching from above.

He’s ridiculously good at hide-and-seek.

Raf is the Baby. As in he’s a baby Predacon. Like the rolliest and roundest one. Absolute chonk of a pup. He’s a metal, yellow and orange potato that likes to be carted around like a football.

Refuses to budge out of his alt-mode for anything. Eats, sleeps, and plays as a small, metal dragon. Enjoys being tucked up on a chassis and having his neck scratched.

Blind as a bat. There’s film over his optics. It doesn’t seem to be newspark-thickness, but Ratchet has no idea and can only work with what he knows about sparkling care with the present frame-types. Predacons, however, had been extinct, but it shouldn’t be too different. Hopefully.

The Autobots can’t leave anything on the ground or Raf will attempt to stuff it in his mouth. With surprisingly, if varying, levels of success. Horrifies them that he can actually eat rocks and metal ore without getting sick. If left unattended, then he will try to nibble on live wires and will gnaw on weapons.

Very limited communication. Much like Miko, he barks, chirps, and squeaks. It’s a strange scene to watch Miko and Raf making a racket as Jack is quite still and nods or frowns with their conversation. Optimus can actually follow their proto-language quite well. Bumblebee was disappointed that none of them can understand his binary.

They collectively give thanks to whatever deity watching them that the kids’ have functional EM fields. It’s the most straight-forward, direct form of nonverbal communication. Raf and Miko are very expressful and demand to be heard. Jack, on the other hand, tends to be more quiet and subdued. More like an undercurrent that slips into their own without notice until he tugs them, burning with questioning/inquisitive and curiosity.

Miko and Jack are completely delighted when Raf figures out to puff out small bits of flame. And yes, they do bring Raf flammable things to play with. They tickle his softer underbelly to get him to snort and hiccup bits of fire. They like drawing on the walls and floors with their bits of charcoal and piles of ash.

It seems to be a universal rule that younglings of any species can always find a way to get filthy in a short amount of time. Between Raf’s constant rolling and rummaging for rocks and Miko’s and Jack’s urges to climb all over the place, all three get dusty and crusty. Especially when they dig into the sand and dirt.

It becomes a daily duty to get those three clean. Raf has a dedicated, makeshift bowl of a bathtub where Jack and Miko can join the showers.

It’s a two-mecha job. One to focus on Raf and watch the doorway and floor. (Raf can and will attempt to eat the towels, cleansers, and buffing equipment.) One to scrub Jack and Miko’s backs, particular their developing flight systems, and coax Miko into drying off because she will refuse to leave the shower.

They get a kiddie pool in the middle of the base, well away from equipment, and it’s the greatest thing ever: Occupies the kids for long periods of time, especially with some toys.

Ratchet actually complimented Agent Fowler’s recommendation, and man had side-eyed the mech for the entire visit.

Jack and Miko managed to lure in an injured cougar into the base. They hid it in the back, well away from everyone else, and tagged team on its caring and feeding schedule since Jack would tell any adult that they were playing hide-and-seek.

No one figured out what was wrong since Jack has a habit of suppressing his own EM field, and figured out how to mask Miko whenever they snuck out the base to hunt animals.

Bulkhead realized something was up when the kiddie pool was quite bloody one day when he was cleaning up a messy Raf that escaped the playpen. Again. The towels were stained red.

The sheer amount of screaming and tears it caused when the Autobots relocated the cougar to a sanctuary.

Optimus is truly a leader when he was able to withstand their sad, wilting wings, shiny and wet optics, and wails.

He does hold them in his lap as they pick out a wildlife sanctuary, and Ratchet hooks up the TV to view the public camera of the animals, so they could watch Nightstrike.

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moonspirit · 13 days

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Hi Moon!

What do you think about aruani having pets?? What pets would they have, what would they name them, what would their dynamic as pet parents be, etc??

Hellooo Ally!!

As a mom of dog babies and cat babies myself, I LOVE the idea of Aruani having pets! Not only is it very cute to picture, but also the impact of having pets itself cannot be ignored. If we take their canon-trauma into account, then learning to care for animals and looking after them can be a deeply healing experience. Now if also say that the animals in question are abandoned/strays, and Aruani take them in, then it's a win-win situation for both sides. Watching a traumatized voiceless creature opening up, learning to trust, and wholeheartedly falling in love with Aruani, eventually growing strong and brave and absolutely mischievous and boisterous and carefree - can you just imagine what a beautiful thing thing that will be? In this journey, Aruani can also learn a lot about themselves, and overcome their issues, slowly.

Now for the rest!

I headcanon that they have a minimum of one dog and a cat. Annie would be the cat-mom, Armin would be the dog-dad. It would mirror their personalities pretty well too, lmao xD A kitty with a resting bitch face, and a loyal puppy with a perenially-wagging tail - that pretty much sums up their whole relationship.

For what they'd name them... probably something very silly. Considering these fluffballs will basically be their first children, it would be hilarious if they named them something absolutely unserious. Annie's love for sweets and cake probably makes itself apparent when she names her chonk of a kitty something random like Big Cheese. Armin, on the other hand, draws inspiration from his enriching reading experiences, and fixes their pup with an intelligent yet stupid name like Bark Twain (Bobo for short).

As for their parent dynamics! Annie would absolutely let their fluff babies do as they please. Does their cat want to smack every guest (Reiner, really, it's just Reiner. The cat doesn't like giant, pathetic losers) in the face when they come over for dinner? Cool. Does their dog want to steal the biscuit tin from the highest shelf in the kitchen pantry by leaping up on the counter? Cool. Do your thing, kids. Commit crimes.

Armin is a bit more disciplined. He makes sure they don't poop inside the house and scratch the sofa covers. That's not to say his heart doesn't melt into oblivion whenever they stare at him with their big, bright 'I'm-about-to-get-naughty' eyes. He loves to roll around on the floor with them, and lets them sleep underneath the sheets on the bed between himself and Annie.

He does get a bit lonely tho, when Annie tends to ignore him and hug them more in her sleep *sigh*

#ask #aruxani #aruani #headcanon #attack on titan #armin arlert #annie leonhart #armin x annie #aruannie #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk

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anxiescape · 1 year

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Here are the designs for Wukong’s marshals and generals in my Shadowpeach fanfic, Stargaze. (You can read it here.)

Marshal Ma is an albino monkey (I’m not sure what species, I haven’t really decided yet), which means she has no facial marking, unlike most of the other yaoguai monkeys. She’s the smallest of the group, and she loves to cause chaos.

Marshal Liu is based off of a Formosan Rock Macaque. She’s a quiet, no-nonsense monkey, but she cares deeply for the troop. She’s also rather good at keeping Wukong in line. She’s fairly average-sized for a yaoguai monkey, so about Wukong’s height or a little more.

General Beng is based off of a Lar Gibbon. He’s a large teddy bear. He’s the Kronk of the group. That’s the best way I can think of to describe him. He’s extremely difficult to anger, and is always playing the peacemaker whenever there are arguments.

General Ba is based off of a Tibetan Macaque. He’s the largest of the group (he’s a frickin chonk), and a gentle giant. He’s also the quietest of the group, and he takes his job very seriously. He would give his life for any of the monkeys on FFM.

#stargaze #lego monkie kid #fanfic art #fanart #marshal ma #marshal liu #general beng #general ba #sun wukong #character designs #stargaze AU #my art

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grim-faux · 9 months

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just being casual on discord talking about Little Nightmares stuff when heandcannons drop...

yeh. It really confounds me about "Monster Six", sense we're not given a lot of certified details on what made her turn into a monster. We can leap down all sorts of rabbit holes on the subject, and I've seen all sort of writers interpret the details differently - usually connecting Six to the music box in some way. But much like the children of the LN world, we the player are not given much insight to the world - we're idiots throwing deflated bals at portraits trying to figure out how to reach the next room. We react to the environment in a way that makes sense, same as the children do - overlooking game restrictions and such for the plot navigation. Here’s one interpretation I kind of like to roll with regarding the Tower and what it will ‘provide’ to the loyal denizens of the signal. I had to break this up because chonk….

The music box might've been a manifestation of Six's will, simply ‘thought’ into existence because the Tower will grant your wishes - for escapism. To keep its victims in order to feed on them, but the gifts are in the realm of attainable and very physically present. Breaking this lone tether to the place (the fantasy) awoke Six from the dream, and of course she was not happy -> This was alluded to by the devs regarding the Viewers and escapism. Each time the music box was hurt, the barriers and walls of the Tower warp as a result of Six's turmoil, trying to restore the sanctuary she constructed "for herself", and to remove the intruder assaulting her precious. Thus, it can be speculated that the Tower might link itself to its host subconscious, which would infer why linking to Mono after he is abandoned there, made the Tower so potent - it enabled it to harness his reality altering powers. But the Tower has linked itself to what is essentially a traumatized child, a child with no education, nor life experience, and a dubious 'upbringing'. No wonder the world stood no chance to this beast.

So no wonder the Tower created the "bare bones" paradise for these two kids. Neither had much knowledge in terms of what they SHOULD want as far as a 'shelter' goes. Simply being safe and having a few amenities - some toys, a music box... a concrete room with a chair. That's all these children of the apocalypse know. They cannot 'imagine' a room with a luxurious plush bed, let alone a home with colorful walls, furniture that isn’t decayed. The Tower in its infinite wisdom provides what the host wants, but is always limited to that comprehension.

#little nightmares #six #monster six #feral six #lil nightmares #the tower #little nightmares 2 #the viewers #escapism #the children are hungry and traumatized #they dont know what a home should look like let alone what a bed is used for #they are simple creatures - provide a suitcase and a toy and they good #why is there a door? maybe six hated four featureless walls cause that implies imprisonment #so a door was added to her enclosure for enrichment #it might be a weird nightmare prison but it still abides by the laws of a building with a door leading to some other room or hall

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Hiii~ I'm not sure if I'm the Anon who you asked to re-send the request, but here it is, just in case! Could it be Thomas Hewitt x Dense reader where she wonders around the house like a curious kitten, bumps onto him accidentally, apologizes and keeps going toward the kitchen? If it's not mine, I am so sorry for wasting your time 😭💔

YESYESYWEYSYSY YOURE THE ONE OMG THANKYOU

(Swf)(has a little dialogue)(Request open)

Thoma Hewitt with dense!reader

He spared her only because he felt bad after seeing how her 'friends' were mean and rude to her(he totally doenst have crush on her). He kinda felt bad, so he decided to give it a shot. Something new, of course he was a little worried about her trying to escape or call cops but He would just kill her🙄

When he couldnt find her anywhere in house he was sure she dipped and run away, but He didnt expect to see her just vibing on bench next to main door. He was so confused🤨gurl u not runing?

He wont aproach her, hes too shy, he would love to Look at her just vibing there but He has Job to do crimes😈

He works till very late (its dark spooky outiside) and he just wants to go to bed and sleep when he heard some noises in first floor of the hause, he goes around a corner to check whats happening and he feels somone bumping into his chest. 'Oh sorry its dark here, do you know when kitchen is?🌼'. And thats enough for this guy to make him go 😳🧍💖 I swear his heart skipped a beat, Not only did she: 1 jump scared him 2touched his chest and 3 treated him like normal human being?? Oh me oh my shes not leaving this home like never now.

While he stands there akwardly she kinda assumes hes mute or somethign and leaves him be(dont worry she finds the kitchen)

Thomas will probaby akwardly fallow her to kitchen, and stare at her while shes making tea, normally his stare would seem intimidating or spooky but she didnt really pay attencion to hi- ' OMG LOOK AT ALL THOSE PRETTY MUGS omgomggomg can I use this one? Oh not this one is wayy cuter! Awe but this one has little cow on it Look!' she likes cotage core vibe ig

Obviously she will make tea for him too, asking him alot of questions while he sits there akwardly

Thomas is very shy and doesnt speak much, he tries to not blush and focus on sweet tea she just gave him while she just Snoop around the house collecting all funny looking stuff

When she finds somethig worth her attencion she will take it, bring it to Thomas and ask a lot of questions, or just bring it for fun idc

Hes pretty tired (hopefully shes too) and goes to sleep after trying to convince her to go to sleep too. He will wake up go around home for few minutes and then realise OH GOD WHERE IS SHE OMG SHE ESCAPED NONOONO oh shes just petting the chinkens outside, close call

I can imagine her vibing with chickens on farm for hours just sitting there feeding them or holding them while Thomas is just standing in backround too shy to come closer so he just looks like bodyguard. When she notices him, she will grab one of chimkens, run to him and try to convince him to hold it or pet it. When Thomas decides to go along with it, she will probably hug him and say he did good job with hodling/petting the chiken (its not like He lives there and knows how to take care of chimkens more than she does) and then he will turn into tomato

ALSO THOMAS TEACHING HER HOW TO COOK STUFF IS SO WHOLESOEM BECAUSE HE DOESNT SPEAK SO SHES KINDA GUESSING? WHITCH IS SO CUTE SO SEE THOMAS PANIC WHEN SHE TOTALY MISUNDERSTANDS HIM

Overall 8/10 Thomas=shy chonk bf material. Will kill if she asks him to, loves cuddles

I had to Google translate what dense means💀(evey time I see word Danse I think about one character from fallout 4 so I was confused. Also sorry for long wait, it was a long week

#thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x y/n #thomas hewitt x you #slasher headcanons #slasher x you #slasher x reader

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