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[fledercanons]

“All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.” ― E.B. White

☀️ 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨! ☀️

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[fledermaus-art]

Two new additions to commission options!

For $12, you can stylize your favorite character as either a kindergarten critter, or a muppet maniac!

Both are fullbody pieces, so when you pay $12, you get the whole creature, not just a portion!

Order yours here!

[fledercanons]

Some TLK pins I got at the pin shop in Winter Garden 👀 the Sarabi hugging Simba has been a holy grail of mine for a whileeeee now and I adore the paris animals line

[fledercanons]

It kills me when the post previews do this

[brxtherbear]

Kenai was surprised, but he chuckled at her reply. “Heh-heh… well, go ahead, then! I’ll be here. Probably gonna talk to Tug if he’s around.”

He took to looking about as Sarabi waded into the water.

Koda laughed gleefully as Bucky splashed him, and then glided the side of his paw quickly across the surface to spray his friend with a ‘wave’.

The cub’s ears lifted when he saw Sarabi, and he beamed. “Woah! Cool!! I didn’t think sabers liked water! You must be pretty brave if you’re all th’ way over here!”

His drippy cheek fur sent little drops Sarabi’s way as his head whirled around to look at Bucky. “That would make us look kinda weird… but it would be super good for catchin’ salmon!” Koda laughed. “Kenai could use teeth like that! He’s not that good at fishin’ yet.”

Kenai, having heard those faint words from his little brother, startled and called, “Koda! Maybe y-you could, uh, teach her how to fish?!”

His voice had a nervous edge to it that Koda didn’t recognize, so it disregarded it as an innocent suggestion. He hadn’t realized what he’d said. “Oh, yeah!! C’mon, Sarabi!”

He started to swim over to the shore near Kenai, nodding for the other cubs to follow him.

He sure was a lot to keep up with.

[fledercanons]

He thinks I'm brave! Sarabi rejoiced internally, puffing out her chest as she stood a little taller upon catching up to the group. I guess I am sort of brave, she reflected hesitantly, looking to a sopping wet paw. Mother would have never done such things...

"A-actually," Sarabi started at the commentary on her fangs brightly, "Us sabertooths usually use our big teeth so we can catch big food, like... Like pigs, or deer! I never caught anything that big, but that's what they're for. Maybe it could work on big fish, though ..." She trailed off thoughtfully, trying to recall how large salmon could get. She giggled at the good-natured teasing on Kenai's skills, forgetting the thought quickly as she scampered after the two.

"You don't think I look weird, do you?" She asked the cubs with a head tilt.

"Nahh," Bucky answered dismissively, but gave slight hiccupping pause after, "Well — Okay, maybe a little. But everybody's weird. I'm weird. Koda's weird. We all gotta be a little weird. Maybe you're weirdly good at catchin' fish, too!"

[fledercanons]

That said I do have a few already prepped drafts that have been sitting collecting dust here sooo i will try to eat away at those

[flederhub]

Hey y'all, just as a heads up regarding my thread replies;;

For the moment it's a lot more convenient and doable for me to start a new post copy/pasting the last reply and following with my own than it is to pull out my laptop and format threads properly. I apologize if this brings any inconvenience to my partners!! Please feel free to DM me if it makes it more difficult for you to write with me ;w; thank you for understanding; here's a sticker design sneak peek as reward for your patience, and remember to check out my ko-fi for more updates regarding art stuff!

[kettlekitten]

Please LIKE / REBLOG if you are interested in interacting with a carebear-inspired TADC OC!

His info can be found here!

I'll check you out when I can :) Thank you!

[kettlekitten]

Follows from @flederhub . 10+ years of writing experience.

Includes a verse for The Amazing Digital Circus!

-> INFO AND RULES <-

[kettlekitten]

Follows from @flederhub . 10+ years of writing experience.

Includes a verse for The Amazing Digital Circus!

-> INFO AND RULES <-

[kettlekitten]

Follows from @flederhub . 10+ years of writing experience.

Includes a verse for The Amazing Digital Circus!

-> INFO AND RULES <-

[wxldetcmes]

The other kit’s green eyes lit up; barely-disguised enthusiasm and curiosity had his tail trembling just a little.

“My name’s Nick!” he replied after a quick nod to Sylvia, a big and bright grin crossing his muzzle. “It’s so cool to meet you, Gideon!”

He wasn’t the least bit nervous that Gideon was considerably larger than he was; he had no reason to fear him, after all. They were gonna be brothers and best friends- he was sure of it!

The smaller fox took one rapid step forward, all-too-eager to come closer, but stopped himself, remembering his mother’s cautioning. So he smiled a little more calmly, albeit with a bit of difficulty, and then seemed to simply observe his new brother with as much politeness and consideration that an elated child could muster.

“I hope you like living with us!” Nick said, looking back up into Gideon’s blue eyes. “We’re gonna have lotsa fun, I promise!”

[fledercanons]

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"Y-Yeah!" Gideon agreed, a slight, almost indiscernible smirk alighting his features. "Lotsa fun." He concluded.

On the car ride home once things were official just days later, Gideon considered the strangeness of it all. How uncomfortable it made him. It felt like his guts were squirming. Why was he expected to just accept a new family? What good was that going to do? He frowned as he glanced out of the corner of his eye to Nick, sitting next to him. He hated the thought of just being the new kid. New kids were picked on. New kids were weak, pathetic little crybabies.

"Allllright," Sylvia announced from the driver's seat. "I think this calls for a celebration, you know. Who wants McFarmer's for dinner?" She asked, giving a delighted glance into the rear view mirror at her two sons.

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[multisuperfluity]

He froze just as the toy would have. One blink, then two. Then, of all things, he smiled. Smiled as he walked over to look at the so-called lump. Only up close could he tell what it was, and seeing it talk really was the icing on the cake.

He only laughed, a warm sound.

"Hmm, not very convincing. Nice try though." He leaned in closer, blue eyes sparkling with excitement. He, of course, assumed that the object was battery powered. Something fixed with an advanced AI chip, or something similar. "I've never seen a toy like you before. You look pretty old for something so advanced, but I've definitely seen weirder things."

Maybe it was an aesthetic thing. After all older toys did have a certain flare to them that never could seem to be replicated. He loved the ones his dad had collected over the years in the antique shop.

"I can't believe someone would just leave you here, though."

[fledercanons]

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Relief flooded through her, from front of the spring to her tailtip. She didn't have to keep up the ruse, at least not with this kid. It was against the rules, sure, but... She was never very good at following rules anyway. She gives a cursory glance around one more time before giving in to the temptation to speak,

"I guess I am a little worn out," She acknowledged, shaking her head slightly so that her worn leather ears would flop. At the edges, the leather had been eaten away to a lighter color. She bore scratches in the plastic on her muzzle. A "bald spot" on her nose, where the black paint had been worn through to the cream of her muzzle.

"I'm just glad my springs ain't all tangled. That happens to a lot of slinks, I hear."

Her shiny smile faltered, just faintly, at the notion of being left behind. Sheepishly, she scuffed a paw at the surface of the shelf below her.

"Yeah, well... Kids just ain't into toys like me anymore, I guess. I don't have no sort of screen, or... Or fancy phone call stuff in me. I'm just an old dog with no new tricks. Ain't that just the way...?"

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[fledercanons]

Dude do you ever have a nightmare that just kinda fucks you up for the rest of the day and you're like

[onlyheartaches]

Simba returns his mother's headbutt. Quietly, then, he listens. Though he was just a cub when his uncle murdered his father, Simba knew then and now that the loss of King Mufasa and Prince Simba would have affected everyone in his pride, his mother chief among them. To have believed her mate and cub killed in one fell swoop ...

"Mom ... No, no. I don't blame you. I never did. How could I?" Simba presses close to Sarabi. "There isn't an animal in the Pridelands, or any lands, who would want to see their cub mangled. And Scar ... He was smart. Manipulative. I'm positive he knew what to say to make my condition seem horrific. I mean, he knew what to say to keep me away all these years, to make me think I was a murderer when I'd done nothing wrong."

Only after Sarabi eats some of the springbok does Simba set to taking a bite, though he's lost in further thought for a moment.

"You're - You're braver than I was. I should have gone home and faced what happened far sooner; I should have trusted you, and Nala, and Zazu and Rafiki and everyone in our kingdom to listen to my story. Staying gone for long enough to really seem dead ... It helped nothing. I want to make amends for my regrets, same as you. I vow to protect the Pridelands. We'll fight alongside each other to keep our home and its creatures safe."

{ @fledercanons }

[fledercanons]

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As he spoke, Sarabi's mind swirled with the horrific memories of Scar's tyranny. From slimy, snarky remarks before coming to power, to his grandiose "grief" for fallen brother and nephew — To outward harassment and cruelty in ruling. How did it become so warped, all so quickly? Could they have fought? Could they have escaped amidst the hyena clan? How many lives would have been lost for the cost of their freedom?

She chewed carefully at the muscle and sinew of the springbok haunch over this thought.

Then, she spoke with care, having considered her words heavily,

"To me, you are forgiven. And you always will be. I do not blame a scared cub for fleeing. You were a child... I, too, lived in fear as a cub. I understand that feeling. Your grandfather ruled my family with fury, insecurity, and anger. I am only glad you did not have the displeasure of meeting him alongside Scar,"

She flexed her claws into the earth, admiring the soft soil and the way it bent beneath her, parting gently. "But I cannot speak for the whole of our pride, and I realize this... Nala, especially. You owe a great deal to her, son. The way she was treated by Scar... It was repulsive. He treated her as a prized prey to win over. She risked everything to escape the Pridelands and look for help. I beg you to care for her. Listen to her. She is a strong lioness, but... What she has gone through is a story that brings pain, and she needs her pride to care. To not forget our cruel history. That, I think, is the best way to make amends."

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[fledermuse]

Ain't much yet because I'm still at work and can't code or anything but uhhhhh

Here

[fledermuse]

I do have work today so I can't stay long but;;

I've been considering overnight the concept of how to integrate Kettle/his family into a TADC verse, and even moreso, a main verse that makes him easy to interact with, and I think I've got something reasonable cooking.

So in the context of TADC, there have been theories floating around that while we don't know for sure how the others got into the C&A program, it could be a sort of coma suspension for victims of tragedy. It is keeping them alive in a sort of way (see: Gangle hit by truck, Ragatha constantly impaled by knives [though this of course can be in a more metaphorical context, ie. her mother's harsh verbal abuse]) and it's sort of like a certain Black Mirror episode (iykyk)

So while this theory is just speculation, to me it seems meaningful enough to use as an excuse for the Cat family.

Mama Marigold and Daddy Donut hate each other, and they don't really hide it. It wouldn't be out of the question to me for them to start an argument, probably about suspicions of infidelity, while driving and end up in a horrific car accident. I'm thinking that Fizzy wouldn't be in the car at the time because they were on the way to pick her up from school (Kettle being out early, so he was present in the car), and was spared the tragic event. Hush Hound, likewise, is not present, and lives, as he's waiting at home.

All three of them (Marigold, Donut, Kettle) die in the car accident, or are at least put in deep comas. C&A places them within the program because they are eligible for one reason or another.

The Cat family, as they are depicted, are their avatars.

I can see both of his parents abstracting, though I don't know the timeframe. Daddy Donut has a pretty weak mental fortitude and a nasty temper, so he'd go first. Mama Marigold is a bit tougher, but still not so great, so she'd end up going too.

Main verse could have them as a mysterious TV program that seems to be acting incorrectly. Every VHS seems fine, until this one containing episodes 5 and 6. It doesn't seem like a children's program, and the parents, rather than acting sweet and caring, are acting more in-character to their emotional neglect. Soon after, Kettle starts trying to communicate to the viewer through the screen (think Angel Hare) and trying to make a friend. Can he come out? Is it physically possible? Is there an escape for him? Why was Kettle Kitten made? What were the writers intending?

Idk. Needed to blab before I have my shift 😔