Kipo IMAGINES! (mostly inactive but still posts)

Hi! I'm 20(Bi) Call me MiraTheMuteLover I'm an X Reader Blog for Kipo and I love Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts! ASKS:OPEN AESTHETIC/MOOD BOARDS:OPEN MATCHUPS:CLOSED Check my Rules before sending an ask

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I’m tagging this as every iteration because it could fit every iteration, but I’m choosing to use the 2012 turtles as they are my favorite.

[krazy-kipo]

Rewatching Kipo again, such a good binge

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You're still alive? I hope so, there are so few people in the kipo/Kataow fandom that I think there are only 5 people left 😭

Still alive just don't write for it much anymore.

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THE MISCONCEPTION ABOUT COMMENTING ON FIC

I’ve read all kinds of posts both from writers and readers lamenting about comments on fic. Authors are upset when they don’t get any, readers don’t know what kinds of comments to leave, etc. And it finally clicked in my brain why I think a lot of people don’t bother writing comments. 

And this is what it boils down to:

Writers do not want praise.  We just want to talk about our story. 

I can’t speak for everyone obviously - but I think the majority of writers don’t care so much for the “omg you’re a brilliant writer!!” comments as much as we just want to hear your thoughts on the story. Even if it’s just your thoughts as you’re reading of “oooh x happened! I can’t believe y said this! What’s going to happen now that z has happened?!” We literally just want to talk about what we’ve written like you would with a friend about a tv show. We’re not out here demanding praise like some entitled narcissist. 

While praising our writing skills or writing style is appreciated, it doesn’t need to be said on every fic and every chapter that you read. If you regularly comment on someone’s work that’s telling enough that you like our technique. Readers shouldn’t feel pressured to have to praise a writer’s abilities every time they want to comment. 

In the grand scheme of things, talking about the fic/chapter is actually more helpful to us writers instead of spewing praise. It’s the same with artwork. As nice as it is that people tell me “wow your art is so pretty!” it’s a LOT more useful to me to get comments like “I love their expressions!” or “the lighting on this is gorgeous!” because then I know WHAT people are liking about it. If no one ever comments on my backgrounds, I now know what to improve. If most people comment on liking the expressions, I now know the strong points of my art and can use it to my advantage to make even better art in the future. 

The same goes for fic. If multiple people tell me they liked a certain part of the story I now know that things similar to that are a hit. It’s feedback I can use to improve the story and give my readers more of what they want. Without that I have no idea what they like about the fic.

Talking with a writer about their story also gives them inspiration!! Nothing gets us more in the mood to work on a fic than to have people wanting to talk about it. A lot of times just talking about one of my fics with someone will give me that push to continue working on it. Getting a comment that just says “great chapter” or “you’re a great writer” doesn’t do much to motivate us to continue that particular fic. But if you talk about the story and the characters it gives us motivation to continue working on it, may even give us ideas for future chapters. I would hope that those of you with “comment anxiety” find this approach so much easier than trying to praise the writer every time you read.

So that fic the author hasn’t updated in forever that you’re dying to read? Talk to them about the fic and the elements of the story! It will make the writer want to talk to you about it and will get their mind thinking about it, hopefully inspiring them to continue where they left off. Fics that are left in silence are more likely to be abandoned or even deleted because nothing feels worse than putting your heart into a story to have no one say anything about it. 

TLDR; Writers do not want praise, we just want to talk with our readers about the story itself, and these are the kinds of comments that inspire us to keep writing more. 

AMENDMENT >>> Some people are misinterpreting my words so I just wanted to make something clear. I am not trying to police how people comment - I am merely reassuring readers that not every writer is an entitled asshole who expects you to comment about how talented they are and what a gift they are to the fandom. I’ve seen this attitude in writers occasionally and I want people to know that most of us writers are not like that. We love any and all comments but you do not ever need to feel pressured to say how amazing we are and lick our boots. There is nothing wrong with praising the writer, in fact a lot of us love it, but it is not something that should be required if you feel inclined to comment.

A good writer will love any positive comment whether there be praise or not. A good writer will never have expectations or demand something of their readers. A good writer will appreciate their readers and cherish the comments they receive. 

[pointlessjey]

Nothing like falling back into the cartoon you got obsessed with during quarantine, hello again kipo fans! Miss me?

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Yesssssss!!!! 💕💕💕

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Personal theory and headcannon for kipo Lio and Dong are working on an antidote for the cure still and 7 years post prahm they succeed although they suffer from memory loss.

If it means I get my boy Yumyan back I will share this headcanon

[krazy-kipo]

Not really in the fandom anymore but I saw this post with early concept art of Beauty and the Beast with Beast looking more like a baboon and SPRINTED to the tag in search of Hugo fans to show this to.

And url here in case tumblr eats the link.

https://at.tumblr.com/scurviesdisneyblog/703868977373429760/0z81reragag2

Oh that's one of my favorite concept arts from Disney! I often think most of the concept art from before the show or movie is made is more creative than the final product which is what makes concepts so much fun. :)

[krazy-kipo]

Hi! I’m rewatching Kipo with my family and I immediately thought of you!! I’m so glad to find you’re still sticking around the fandom and creating things!!!!! I remember reading your fics and they’d always bring me so much joy! Like this little blurb you wrote, it was scarlemagne x reader and Y/N and Scarlemagne were reading in his library together when Scarlemagne turned around and began playing with the readers hair. The reader thinks to themselves that either it’ll become a master piece or become a giant knotted mess. When Scarlemagne pulls away from the readers hair with a sigh the reader knows that it just a giant tangled mess and it’ll be really hard to fix it. That’s all I remember and it might not be accurate but it’s one of the first ones that come to mind!!! I love your writing and coming back here has made so many happy and fun memories!!

Oh thankyou!!!! That one is one of my favorites! :)

Link: https://at.tumblr.com/krazy-kipo/hair-trouble/50blo5qcibl7

[krazy-kipo]

I am officially twenty. Feels weird lol 🥳 🎉 🎉 🎉

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Official Human Development B.A college graduate!!! Four years later :)

[krazy-kipo]

Anchorless

(Based off a snipet I wrote about my o.c Pyro and how far they'd go for Kipo. Only for their sacrifice to horribly backfire. Also the idea of being anchorless was just really intresting to me. Just being lost to yourself and getting stuck in that animal mind set.)

You were falling. Grasping at air as feathers fluttered around you. You had just wanted to help. You wanted Kipo to know she wasn't alone. But now you were dropping, getting further and further from your friends. From the fight. From yourself.

Looking around trying to find something anything to stop your descent you begin to panic as you continue to free fall. Kipo needed back up, she needed support. She needed you! You thought if you did what Emilia did maybe... maybe...

There's a loud caw as the bird above you flaps their wings sending it's feathers fluttering down. Feeling the air leave your lungs as you fall they rise above you and you notice they're your favorite color. They're you.

Closing your eyes hearing the wind whistle in your ears as it throws your hair around, the shouts fade away, and you plummet. Slowly you feel yourself loose control receeding deep into your mind as adrenaline courses through your body. Reaching out hoping to grab something, anything, your head spins. Your grip is slowly slipping from your mute side as it begins to take over. As it forces you to keep falling.

"(Y/N)!" Snapping your eyes open your floating in space. You can't see out of your own eyes anymore but you can see all your old memories. The mute is gone and you stand on nothing. Clouds surround you making you nervous as you begin to wander about trying to find a way to control yourself again.

"..." Unable to speak you walk, footsteps silent as the fog of your mind muffles all sound.

Seeing yourself and your friends you pause hand stretched to grab one but you feel yourself sinking into the clouds. Pulling back from your memories the sinking stops and your left alone and trapped in your own mind. Tears slipped down your cheeks as you open your mouth trying to scream but there's no sound.

Spinning around panicked you couldn't see a way out, you were stuck. You were lost in yourself. The cawing from before gets louder and as you fall to your knees sinking into the fog your surrounded by your repeating memories. Closing your eyes you feel yourself flying.

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"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!!!" Kipo continued calling out to you but you had long stopped responding. Emilia was cured and gone forever, you'd done it.

As she stood there watching you, a mega bird she smiled sadly.

"Come on (Y/N)... Come back..." She mumbles but you don't hear her. You don't have an anchor, you can't change back and there's no more cure.

Shaking as she watches you, Hugo wrapped his arms around her and she began crying into his jacket, slowly sinking to her knees. You'd saved her life. You'd saved Hugos life. All the mutes. All her friends. But at what cost? Was it worth it?

"... Kipo..." Hugo mumbled. He looked up and the Mega Bird you'd become was flapping it's wings looking around confused. It cawed staring at something near them before looking away but it's eyes. They were devoid of intelligence. It was just a hollow husk of (Y/N) and there was no cure and no pre established anchor. If they couldn't find themselves they'd be lost forever.

"Hey Kipo it's okay-" Lio tries to soothe but Kipo shakes her head.

"No dad! No it's not!" Kipo responds. She's shaking as she clutches her brothers jacket. She was so close to loosing him. She already lost YumYan Hammerpaw and so many others. No you too. Please not you too!

"Kipo we can figure this out. We can help them." Song states but Kipo doesn't listen this is all her fault.

"(Y/N) PLEASE!!!" She begs pleading for you to change back. Tears streak down her face and her eyes turn pink as she shakes. They'd lost so much not you too!

"Wait kid you'll-" Jamack tries to warn but it's to late. With a couple flaps of the Mega birds multiple wings you were gone.

You were gone...

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Your body felt heavy. Hand digging into the dirt like claws you were numb. Your entire body... something was wrong with it but you didn't know what. Grunting your eyes glance around, vision blurred.

"... Ugh..." You can't remember what happened. Why you felt this way but whatever you'd been through it made your entire body hurt. Had Emilia smacked you around that much? "... guys?" You call out but your voice is scratchy. When you get no response you slowly push yourself up and look around. The jungle your in is empty. You're alone.

Getting up you teeter before leaning on a tree and vomitting. Shaking after you finish, you wipe at your mouth once your stomachs emptied. A feather flutters from your hair and you pause remembering the hell you endured. Looking around there were feathers everywhere.

Lightheaded and dizzy the transformation being very draining, you begin stumbling in a direction hoping to find home. Minutes blend into hours as the sun falls and the forest becomes dark. Your cold, hungry, and tired but you continue to stumble.

Seeing the Timbercats village your vision goes blurry as you collapse outside the wooden wall. Noises erupt around you and feeling hands on you, you smile before everything fades to black that same voice that brought you back calling your name as you fade away.

[krazy-kipo]

Billions and Billions X reader snuggle time? Just hanging out in the Alpha's room, big bed kinda soft vibe?

Finally done with the long day you barley kick off your shoes before you flop onto the soft blue sheets. Shifting slightly you wrap the dark blue star speckled blankets around you before settling on the fluffy white pillows. The whole room gave you a space vibe and it was honestly the cutest thing ever. They really were your lovable scinece nerds in or out of the lab. The entire room having little touches of their love of astronomy and scinece everywhere just like the rest of the library. Staring up at the ceiling with tired eyes you chcukled. It was painted with the constellations and looking at them you feel at peace.

"I'm never leaving this room. Ever." You hum before snuggling deeper into the bed with your blankets. You were tired after a long day of work in the lab and now you just wanted to get some sleep.

"Never?" Good Billions asks curiously as he enters the room. Humming in response closing your eyes you grunt as the bed dips as he settles next to you. You make another whine like noise in response to his question before pulling the blankets closer. Bad Billions chuckles as he lays on the other side next to you.

The alphas watch you with a mischevious look in their pink eyes tails slightly swishing as you lay unmoving on the large bed.

"Nevers a long time love." Bad hums his claws tapping your back and you nod in response face pressed tightly against the pillow you'd grabbed. It's silk cover feeling soft against your face as you try and sleep. Staying silent not wanting to encourage them you can feel the alphas look at each other and you know their planning something.

Groaning as they come closer their fur tickles you making you giggle into the pillow. Wolves always were nocturnal creatures you supposed. But you needed your rest.

"Stop..." You whine knowing their doing it on purpose to keep you awake for just a bit longer. They chuckle in response liking to tease their human as they called you before they both nuzzled you, noses gently pressing into your hair and shoulder.

You give in with a playful groan and prop yourself up on your elbows to talk to them as they smile at you. The little blue star lights they hung around their bed glow softly making their fangs gleam in the otherwise dim room. Something that used to scare you just amuses you now and you reach out to boop each of their noses before turning to lay flat on your back. Staring at the ceiling with a smile your happy they're here even if you wanted to rest.

"You know love... forever with you doesn't sound so bad." Bad states and Good whines at not getting to say something sappy first. Giggling at the wolves need for poetry and romance you snuggle into the both of them feeling comforted as the alphas cuddle you back. Their fur still tickled a bit but you didn't mind far too used to it to be bothered.

"Forever with you would be a beautiful thing." Good agrees giving you a gentle kiss and you smile sandwiched between the both of them.

"I have everything I need right here." You agree as you lean against Bad's chest and begin to fall asleep to his heartbeat as Good hums softly to ease you into slumber.

Oh how much you loved them. Trouble they came with and all.

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Rewatching Kipo (on my period and it's comfort show shhhhhhhh)

And I forgot how much I really didn't like Lio's character. Like the first half of season one I loved him. After that he lost his charm especially once we learn about his past with Scarlemagne. He put so many people in danger for Kipo and made more than a few questionable decisions that hurt others. Also he never really faces repercussions or any sort of consequences for his actions? Well at least he raised an amazing daughter. (Once again the argument great parent, questionable person comes into play) Song deserved better but hey their cute so I'll let it pass.

[krazy-kipo]

This has been sitting in my mind for a while but hugo finding reader's sketchbook and finding out that they have multiple pages of doodles and sletches of him.......

You'd left your sketchbook out one day. One of his court members had grabbed and dragged you away for one reason or another leaving the book out in the open and unprotected. As a fellow artist Hugo figures you wouldn't mind him flipping through some of it. Right?

You were just so protective of your book it made him dangerously curious. What could you be hiding in there? Tapping his fingers against the table looking around there's no one. Grabbing it before he can change his mind and clutching it close he quickly looks around again this time with a mischevious gleam in his eye. Studying every corner of the room to make sure he's alone before cracking open the book he stares at the pages. He was amazed at the detail, his fingers softly trailing over the sketch he'd randomly opened up too. A feild with the large dog mutes.

Pulling away from the peice he flicks his hand lightly. He noted he'd need to be careful not to smudge or ruin your work. Both because he respected the effort put into it and because he didn't want you to know what he'd done.

You used charcoal sticks in your work, mostly because they were easy to find and make but berry juice and flower petals also stained the wearing down pages. They'd been used as makeshift paints and water colors before he'd given you proper supplies. As he began to flip through the book, your sketches became more detailed as your skills improved with time. Stories and passages began to appear underneath your pictures but he decided to leave those alone focusing on what you'd drawn, not what you wrote.

"You truly are a muse darling. What are you hiding?" He questions softly absolutely enamoured with your work.

Soon enough he notices the medium change. Real paints instead of berry juices, graphite instead of charcoal. Less scratchy more defined. More time was spent, more care given. They were no longer frenzied. He hums realizing this is what you've been drawing while living with him after he rescued you. These drawings were newer.

About to put the book away slowly loosing interest and beginning to feel guilty at the intrusion he pauses as a splash of red catches his eye. "Oh what do we have here?" He mumbles before flipping the page to see the next drawing.

He blinks seeing it's... him? He expected blood or perhaps something darker but instead it's him in his royal red cape. Tilting his head observing the sharp lines and regal attire he smiles as you'd gotten his good well everything.

There was more. Pages and pages of him and other monkey's from his court. He smiled softly wondering if he should keep this a secret or tease you about it. Some were just doodled while others were detailed sketches and even finished pieces. His fingers tap against a page you'd clipped in and puffing out his chest he nodded. Putting the book back where he'd grabbed it from after looking at everything he hums feeling a sense of pride bubbling in his chest. Maybe he was more your muse than you were his.

"Hey Scarlemagne have you seen-" You pause noticing him standing close to your sketchbook. Though you don't seem suspicious simply on edge.

"Right here darling." He hums tapping the top of it. You look relieved and come towards it picking it up and holding it close.

"Did you open it?" You question a light blush on your face. He simply chuckles in response.

"Wouldn't dream of it." He hums.

[krazy-kipo]

Are your requests still open despite inactivity atm?

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