* hound / dog

Tobias Slade | 21 | Son of Copper " And we'll always be friends forever, won't we? " " Yeah, forever. " So taken was Mother Nature, of this gentle youth, it’s said that his breath became wind; and his bones became bread.

[xxofheroesxx-deactivated2021071]

— “Fuck.” Dahlia said quietly as she watched her books spill to the ground. She should have noticed the whole in her bag but she didn’t and proceeded to pick things up. “You think there would be some sort of spell that could prevent this from happening but clearly I have yet to find it.”

[lcyalblood]

Theodore moved to help the woman, carefully handing her books back. “I don’t really know anything about all that magic stuff but there must be.” There was a spell for almost everything, he knew that much at least, but he never had any interest in magic beyond the one spell that turned him from a dog into a human.

[lcyalblood]

myytime‌:

“don’t everyone have worries ?” he retorted, his lips quirking up as he let the flower drop from his fingers to the ground. gil searched for the other’s eyes as he reached out for the offered snack. “well, i was never one to deny food,” gil joked, “what are you doing here on your own ?”

“i mean, sometimes... i don’t know. i guess it just depends how everyone handles things.” theodore was about as easy going as a person could get. of course he had small daily worries but he never put much thought to them and the big worries, well, he only worried about what he could control. “i like taking walks through the woods, ya know, fresh air and peace. it can be hard to come by sometimes.”

[lcyalblood]

feelthepxwer‌:

– & Her words were true. Uma hadn’t come her in some kind of twisted notion, black mail the farm to swear loyalty to her – no. She simply wanted a moment to herself, to be Uma, not the Queen. And if the way to do that was to sneak away and visit tiny little mounds of squealing flesh? She was going to do it and no one would stop her. “You won’t be involved in any of the politics, I assure you.” If that meant anything to him, she wasn’t sure. “Do they have names?” Once more she’s shifting in the hay if only to pick up one of the piglets, placing it in her lap. Briefly she finds herself wondering if they had healthy animals back on the Isle if she would have found happiness within that, if anyone would have. Maybe it would have made the Isle a little bit nicer; doubtful but maybe.

Theodore scratched his head, wondering why the hell the queen was here but since she had no intention of bringing evil upon the farm, he could humor her. “Not yet. We were gonna pick out names together. Tomorrow,” he informed her, referring the farm’s owner. Naming them was one of his favorite things to do and he had spent all morning thinking of names as he did his chores. “Look, if you just want to pet some pigs that’s cool but we can’t just have people sneaking onto the farm. The animals and their safety come first.”

[lcyalblood]

myytime‌:

gil glanced towards the source of the voice before letting out a thoughtful hum and looking back towards the flower. “it would, wouldn’t it?” he sighed, “not only will you be beautiful but you won’t have to have as many worries as humans do. in fact – you won’t have any worries whatsoever,” gil added, leaning back against the tree as his fingers traced the petals. “it will just be you and nature – no worries on your mind.”

“do you have worries?” an air of melancholy surrounded the other male, even theodore could see that. he stepped forward further, moving to sit down near him, popping more of the kettle corn her had into his mouth before offering it to the stranger. “want some? kettle corn always makes me happier,” he explained with a warm smile.

[noaaahcentineo]

Noah Centineo for Calvin Klein SP19 #MYCALVINS

[myytime]

gil was usually a happy guy, always with a smile on his face, even when uma and harry were angry at him he was still trying to think positively but lately he didn’t know if he was smiling as much as he used to. he can’t believe he is saying this but he misses the isle. misses a time where his best friends had time for him but now they were both busy running auradon whilst gil was sitting in the enchanted forest under a random tree and sketching uma’s ship. “i wonder what they are up to right now,” if they had the time to even notice he’s gone. “they’re probably too busy, they should rest a little,” he mumbled to himself, picking up a flower and tracing it’s petals. “i wish i was a flower.”

[lcyalblood]

the farm rested on an edge of the enchanted forest so when theodore had the time, he liked to take walks through the forest, usually with his best friend but he was by himself today. it was still nice to feel the gentle breeze through the trees as he hummed to himself while munching on a bag of homemade kettle corn. his keen sense of hearing told him someone was up ahead and he was curious to see who it was. he approached the clearing where the stranger was, not recognizing the male but he couldn’t help but smile at his last statement. “being a flower would be pretty fun,” he commented as he stepped forward from out of a thicker part of the forest.

[lcyalblood]

feelthepxwer‌:

– & Petting baby pigs, wasn’t the answer obvious? “Not here as Queen.” Instead comes the flippant response, her attention not bothering to turn to him as she continues to make herself comfortable. Uma’s not content until she’s quite literally sitting in amongst the piglets, something akin of a smile hinting at her lips as once more she’s taken interest in one of the little bundles of PINK. “The farm isn’t in danger of being seized, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Gaze finally shifts to the other, noting the pitchfork with a quirked brow. “That won’t do much, you realize that, don’t you?” Words aren’t uttered as a threat but more over a piece of advice for the other. If he’s to attempt to threaten a sea witch, let alone a QUEEN, he’d have to do better than that —- if she was a threat in the moment.

Theodore frowned, setting the pitch fork aside. Glancing at the squirming piglets, he noticed how gently she was treating them. “If I thought that was the case I would have come with more than a pitch fork and no way would I used it to fight you either.” Not that he would fight the queen at all, getting himself killed was not in the day’s agenda after all. “I’m just a farm hand and we don’t want any involvement in all those politics.” People, even villains needed food, and the farm would provide to the market as long as they were left alone to do their jobs in peace.

[lcyalblood]

fvllentm‌:

“He’s a sweetheart,” the blonde cooed, smiling at the pig as she gave it a light scratch behind its ear before standing. Noting the mud the other was covered in, Moira was glad for the warning she’d received before they’d left for the farm. Her normal attire full of flowy fabrics never would’ve survived such a mess. “I should hope not. I can’t stand the thought of anyone wanting to harm such sweet beings.”

“When he wants to be.” One perk of being a former hound dog was he retained the ability to speak to his fellow farm animals. It made the farm work a lot more enjoyable when the animals could easily tell him what they needed or wanted. “Yeah... anyways, I’m gonna change in the barn but I’ll meet you by the horses? We’ll feed them next.” He flashed her a smile before nodding to the direction of the stables.

[feelthepxwer]

– & Call it a sense of curiosity or a lack of judgement on her part but when news reached her ears of a farm within Auradon, Uma’s interest was piqued and the Queen had slipped out of the castle without anyone being any wiser. Truthfully she didn’t have any intention of TAKING the farm or finding it fit to punish anyone there, no there wasn’t any ill intent. Probably proven by how she’s slinking around the barns, ducking into a partly open door to creep further into the building towards the sound of soft squeals. “Pigs.” Correction, baby pigs. Back on the Isle any time she’d seen a farm animal it was near death, had some kind of wound or was already dead. Lips taut in thin line begin to lift upward as knees bend her down to the hay right in the center of the piglets pen, silently admiring how SOFT and innocent they look. 

@lcyalblood​​

[lcyalblood]

The duty of a guard dog still belonged Theodore even if the owner had told him to protect himself first over the farm. However, this farm was his home and these animals were his family, including the owner. The farm was his to protect even if he was just one human with heightened senses. Senses that were telling him now that the scent of sea water was coming from the barn where the piglets were and that was not the sort of scent that belonged on the farm. “What are you doing?” He asked, holding a worn pitchfork in his hands as he realized who was in the barn. “Queen Uma?”

[lcyalblood]

totallyxlost‌:

when theodore picked up the barrel like it was nothing, it caused arthur to be speakless for the first time in his life. he couldn’t help but stare at his muscles. a man after his own heart. such strength— it was fucking hot. he quickly placed the eggs down ( he’d deal with it later unless he forgot… which was probably gonna be the case ). grabbing a rope that hung from the mast of the pearl, he swung down towards the truck, landing skillfully in front of theo. a perfect 10/10. and the crowd goes wild. a charming smirk was stretched onto art’s lips. “i can get that for ya, handsome… the names arthur sparrow… but ya can call me art or artie.” he let out a small hum.

as soon as the barrel was placed inside and he withdrew the last crate, the charming pirate seemed to appear in front of him out of nowhere. there was no hiding the blush that dusted across his cheeks as he met the other male’s eyes. “oh um i’m theodore slade or just theo.” he smiled nervously at the other, having no idea how to flirt back because he liked to think that was what arthur-- artie was trying to do. “but it’s okay, i can carry this back up. uh but maybe i can help you put them away? wherever you store eggs on a ship, i mean.” a chance to spend a few more moments with the other.

[lcyalblood]

totallyxlost‌:

fish? his dad didn’t mention anything about fish… or was that uncle gibbs job? he didn’t know anymore. the days melted together after a long bender of booze and sex. he couldn’t help but to glance over to barrels beside him. is that what the smell was? couldn’t have like— chilled them? then again, the water collecting at his feet meant they were. he probably should have put them below deck. a long sigh left arthur as he tore himself off his comfy lounge, running a hand through his dark locks. “well…” he began, walking over and opening the barrels. they seemed okay. “the ice is all melted, mate… but…. the fish seems okay.” he turned around, looking at the other. 

seeing that he was adjusting the crate of eggs, arthur seemed to glide over to the other and quickly took it, placing it on his shoulder. maybe being a gentleman could score him so points? he couldn’t help but look the other up and down behind his sunglasses. 

theodore nodded, trusting the pirate’s word since the fish smelled fine to him from what he could tell when the barrel was opened. the former hound had an excellent sense of smell and he knew that there would be no question about the smell of bad fish, he barely tolerated the smell of fresh fish. “ cool, the truck is refrigerated so they’ll be fine on the way back, ” he explained, pausing when he took the crate.

“ thanks ! ” he smiled brightly, unable to resist admiring the other male’s strength. it also made it apparent that he was very shirtless and theodore quickly moved around him to grab one of the barrels. it was a bit awkward to carry but years of farm labor gave him enough strength to hoist it onto his shoulder. “ um i’m just gonna take this to the truck. there’s one more crate so i’ll be back,” he spoke quickly, keeping his head down to hide his heated face.

[totallyxlost]

ah. the sun was great this time of day. a perfect time to sunbathe. today seemed rather hot, just how art liked it. the pirate hummed as he laid out on his father’s ship; the black pearl. to bad it was permanently attached to the harbor by auradon city. he really needed to get those debt’s cleared out. grabbing some sun screen, arthur decided to protect… his nipples. rubbing them in slowly, he looked out from underneath his sunglasses, seeing someone come aboard. “sorry to tell ya that my dad’s not in. i don’t know where he went… so if ya lookin’ to collect a debt– sucks for ya.”

[lcyalblood]

“ debt? oh, no i’m not a collector, ” he responded. “ i’m here to trade some eggs for fish? ” apparently the farm’s owner had made some sort of deal with the infamous pirate to make sure they would have plenty of fish for their annual fish fry. it was an event to reward volunteers and workers on the farm. it seemed silly to still have it but the farm wanted to maintain some sense of normalcy amidst all the chaos. “ if the fish aren’t here i can just  come by later, ” he offered, adjusting the crate of eggs he had in his arms. they would have to go back into the refrigerated truck soon or they would spoil quickly in the heat.

[lcyalblood]

fvllentm‌:

The world had been thrown into chaos, and their lives along with it. Considered neither hero nor villain, despite where she may have spent the better part of her life, Moira had made no choice in sides. But then, she’d never been one to align herself with anyone, as her gifts had often made her a target back on the Isle. She was too powerful, and choosing sides too dangerous. “They’re just trying to say hello,” she offered up, bending over to pat the little pink creature’s head. Animals were so much easier than people. Especially now. “Are you sure the farm is safe for them? It feels so exposed.”

Trying and failing to brush off most of the mud, Theodore honestly didn’t mind being messy. As a pup he got just as dirty as the pigs but he knew now that the rules for human’s and their cleanliness was not the same. “Oh no, he did that on purpose. He’s a prankster.” The pig snorted at him making the male laugh. “Well, the villains don’t really have any reason to harm a bunch of farm animals. There’s nowhere to take them anyways so all we can do is protect them here.”

[lcyalblood]

( @fvllentm​ )

    “ ugh --- and that’s why it’s not a good idea to stay in the pig pen too long, ” he informed moira as he gently pushed away one of the pigs snuffling at him as he pulled himself out of the mud. the farm was one of the few places to get away from all the madness since uma had taken over and the owner was willing to let people hang out if they did some volunteer work while they were around. of course that meant theodore was in charge of showing them around and giving them assignments.

[lcyalblood]

( NOAH CENTINEO, 21, HE/HIM )┊THEODORE SLADE is the child of COPPER and they have ONE SIBLING. they seem to enjoy living in auradon. i’ve heard they’re known to be LOYAL + INDECISIVE. it looks like they’ve decided to JOIN THE REBELLION. we’ll be keeping an eye on them to see how they’ll write their own story. 

BIO.

theodore is 6'1′‘ bundle of joy and anxiety.

he was supposed to be raised as a hunting dog like his father but the sounds of guns spooked him too much as a pup. some of that may have been due to being raised with a fox as a best friend just like his father.

however, he was still eager to help with herding and whatever chores he could do on the farm instead of hunting.

as a human, he continued to work on the farm, home schooled for all his life and he grew up with his best friend that was the son of tod & vixey.

he has to take medicine for his anxiety which is usually triggered by loud noises and crowds, but he’s also a bit of an anxious person in general even though he hides it very well unless he’s having an anxiety attack.

after uma’s takeover, he started to fear what would happen to the people he cared about and the farm so he felt he had no choice but to join the rebellion to make sure auradon would remain safe.

WANTED CONNECTIONS / PLOTS.

childhood friend ; the details are on the main ! this would be a son of tod and vixey

the other side ; they don’t necessarily have to be influencing him negatively on purpose but this would be someone that he cares for deeply, either as a friend or possibly more (he falls very easily), and he might even be willing to join the villain’s side if it means being with them

positive influence ; a villain or vk who’s got a soft spot for him and he’s a very good influence on them due to his joy and optimism

friends ; even though he was homeschooled it’d still be neat if he managed to make friends from trips into town and selling goods at market

exes ; he’s a guy that falls in love easy and so it’s not unlikely he’s had his heart broken once or twice, they may have also ended things because they could tell he was in love with his childhood friend even if he did also love them