Mira and Zoey were always astounded at Rumi’s ability to NEVER have her roots show. They always speculated on what Rumi’s natural hair color looked like, how and why she’s been dyeing it purple and doing it so good, and so secretly, for so long.
For Mira, dyeing her hair was her first act of freedom. When she was young in her family, it was the ONLY act of freedom and self expression that she was lucky to have. Since meeting Rumi, it has become a competition. How long can you keep your roots completely hidden, how many people they can fool into thinking that it’s their natural hair color. They have the benefit of having their hair dyed since they were really young, and having more photos of them with dyed hair than not.
Until one day, after the events of the movie, Huntr/x is chillin in the tower.
Mira: *looks in mirror to see roots growing* damn Rumi you win this week.
Rumi: win what?
Mira: the hair competition
Rumi: we’re having a hair competition?
Zoey: you’ve been having a hair competition. For a few years now. You haven’t noticed?
Rumi: what are we competing about?
Mira: who can hide their roots the longest. How do you do it, by the way?
Rumi: these… are my roots?
Zoey: ok but like what dye do you use? And how do you dye it so fast and secretly?
Rumi: I’ve never dyed my hair.
Mira and Zoey: *flabberghasted and quickly making the connection that her demon side gave her colored hair* YOUVE HAD NATURALLY PURPLE HAIR ThE WHOLE TIME??!?
Quick note: this is my most popular post that I have ever made on any platform ever. So thanks yall for nearly 7k, I’m glad my little idea made yall smile :3
I have deleted what was here previously to give a less-spoiler (and more visually appealing) preview.
Info, tw, and other links under the cut!!
-~- Riley Andersen…
“…Joy covered her mouth with one hand, grabbing onto Sadness with the other. All the emotions looked on as things started to crash. The screen glitched in and out of existence- the world outside the headquarters started to fall apart…”
“…two buttons rose out of the panel. A purple one titled ‘Survival’, the other orange, labeled ‘Protocol’..”
-~- Miguel Rivera…
“Miguel Rivera, you are a balance breaker!” They screamed. Their voices were ghostly and goulish- howling like animals. “You will be punished!”
“Pay your dues, Miguel Rivera!”
“Sorry- I don’t do taxes!” Dante barked in agreement. He stomped his foot down, leaning back. “Watch out, Dante!”
With a large, bright slash, Miguel cut through the fabric of reality. His eyes went wide, and his smile too.
-~- Hiro Hamada…
………….. . .. .. Rebooting .
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Online
— Oxygen Levels: Critical
— Brain Functions: Stabilizing
— Cardiovascular system: Stabilizing
— Organ Systems: 404
“Hiro… do you hear me?”
“Hi, Baymax…”
-~- Meilin Lee
“Oh no… Mom.. Mom?… Mom! You have to get in the circle!… Mom! Where are you?”
A flash the size of the sun quickly illuminated the sky, accompanied by a thundering crack of lighting. It painted the sky in abstract assortment of colors and lights. With it came something. At first they were just small little dots; 3 to be exact, a white one, a yellow one, and a blue one. Quickly though they expanded into something. Like rips in the fabric of reality….
Out they came, one by one. The leftmost portal produced a school bus. From the right came a spaceship of sorts. In the middle, what seemed to be a person holding on to some winged thing slowly floated down…
What is Hope Kids
Hope Kids is a fandom I believe popped up on Tik Tok sometime early 2024. It is a crossover- similar to Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons or the Futuristic Four- featuring Mei Mei (Turning Red), Miguel (Coco), Hiro (Big Hero 6), Luca and Alberto (Luca), and Riley (Inside Out). It gained a quick spike in popularity when Inside Out 2 emerged, and from my awareness it has since kind of faded out of existence. Another thing to note is the fandom seems... almost exclusive to Tik Tok? There are people on other platforms who post about it but they are few and far in between. As someone who doesn't have Tik Tok I have had a hard time finding fellow enjoyers.
What is No Hope Kids
No Hope Kids is a Hope Kids au inspired by another famous crossover au I was briefly into as a kid- Bad End Friends. I feel like Bad End Friends needs no introduction, but I will give if needed.
No Hope Kids Follows Mei Mei, Riley, Miguel and Hiro as they travel across dimensional rifts in twisted versions of popular media. It will primarily focus on the main four- however I have ideas to include several other popular media (So far I plan on including Nimona, Gravity Falls, The Owl House, and Encanto).
- ships + queer hcs included in the overall fic: Hiro(ftm, pan) x Miguel(cismale, bi) , Riley (questioning id) x Mei (ciswoman, lesbian) x Nimona(genderfluid, omni), Dipper (transmasc, mlm) x Pacifica (ftm, mlm), Ford (cisman, panro demiace) x Bill Cypher (xenic, omnisexual), Alberto (bigender, mlm) x Luca (nonbinary, biro ace)
Links + Credit
- AO3
- Link to Mei and Riley beta designs (link)
- Shout out to others I found who posted stuff w/ hope kids!! : ofc the wonderful @/trashtellar as seen above. @/futurealchemy , @/adamari2001 , @/cryptid-moone , @/rawr1ty , @/digitalzealot2
I was inspired by @theoneandonlysourcandy’s The Doctor headcanons that I wanted to make a few for The Goop of All Time Doey (I’m totally copying you :3). Updated a bit and added some more.
🎩 He gives you the space you need to grow and learn, and they help from the sidelines and watch. He trust you on your own in the factory. They know what you’ve done and they respect how far you’ve come.
🎩 with ^^ being said, you often find them muttering to themselves about how worried they are about you. How much they wish they could keep you by their sides forever and never let you out of their sight
🎩 cold can be a big trigger for them due to The Doctors traps. Smetimes they will wrap a piece of dough around you- either entire body or just the smallest bit. He lies, saying he’s worried it’s too cold for you. But deep down both of you know they need your warmth.
🎩 Doey really enjoys music. When he isn’t doing his job as the guardian of Safe Haven, he likes to sing. You and them sometimes sing duets when you are patrolling together.
🎩 they have learned how to shape themselves perfectly to make the comfiest bed for you when you two are sleeping.
🎩 Doey pretty much has all the love languages except words of affirmation- most nice things are really a trigger to him. Being around you is different. You focus on action over words, and hardly speak. You’re not one of the ‘gentle voices’ to him.
🎩 Doey, as a personality, is a bit seperate from the three original kids. It’s not its own seperate personality, but kind of like a mask they put on that gained legs and can move on its own sometime. When you first met it was just this mask. You’ve gotten to know each one better.
⭐️ Jack is still a child at heart- and all he wants to do is play. When he’s with you he’s normally raring with energy. You either play with the other toys, play a game by yourselves, or read books together. You taught him how to make a chess board and then how to play it. He oftentimes falls asleep curled up around you while you read to him.
🍊 Even when it’s just him, and he has downtime, Matthew always has to be doing something productive. Deep down he feels bad- if anyone should have time to themselves, it’s Kevin and Jack- so he forces himself to ‘bring something to the table’ and be useful when he’s out. Nothing could deter him from this, so instead you just help him. Cleaning up, taking care of toys in medical, scrapping up food, you do it together. Your company means the world to him.
💥Kevin was the most suspicious of you. He held onto his suspicion for a long time. But who could blame him? He was the angry one, he was the one who had to snap on any potential danger. And they learned Everything was a potential danger. The first time you ever saw him on his own he was breaking down. For a moment he tried to fight you. But you’re more resilient than that. You toughed through and eventually got him to sit down. He sobbed in your arms for a long time. He doesn’t like to be out on his own, but when he is it’s normally with you, holding you in some way.
🎩 Jack eyes are more yellow when he’s front, Matthew’s orange, and Kevin’s red. If they are just Doey, their eyes are blank and hollow with no light in them.

Bonus one for my trans/gender fucky gang like me :3
🎩 They use their clay to help you with dysphoria (making different clothes, changing different parts of your body, helping to bind safely)
🎩 they spent months searching the factory for things to make comfortable clothes for you
🎩 Many of the toys only remember you from your time in the factory (pre-transition). Doey is gentle with those who don’t get and need to be explained, and fiercely defends you against anyone trying to be rude on purpose.
🎩 If they continue even after he told them off? Dinner is served, ig.
Edit: this is my most liked post yall tysm :3
Update: *stared at that one kpdh post I made* … not anymore but I still love yall and everyone on that post
- Magic Mountain is thr largest mountain on the north side of Craft. It resides just on the edge of Hermit. It is generally desolated- minus two major cities (Joel’s city and Impulses city).
- Mumbo and Gem are considered the general leaders of their small communities.
- Skizz is just some dude who moved into a crevasse in the rock and started to build a pyramid (I don’t watch Skizz at all idk his lore)
- IM WATCHING MUMBO H10E22 AND IM AT 3:50: SKIZZ IS GOING TO BE A SECRET AGENT POE POE THAT IS SPYING ON THEM AND KNOWS ABOUT SCAR THE ALIEN
- and scar ends up joining the Poe Poe one day after follows grian to work
- and skizz hasn’t a single clue that his new best friend is the alien he’s hunting down.
- everyone in mumbos town refers to him as the mayor
-he leaves his inventions everywhere and the towns people make sure they stay clean (unless he’s made it clear he’s abandoning it, then they like to let the land take it over)
- Grian is slowly building his own house nearby the lake he fishes at.
Jax x Gangle Fanfic || Transfem/Nonbinary Jax || 450 words.
Now posted to ao3 (link)
Gangle helps Jax try on some new clothes.
Gangle slowly crept her ribbons up and around the plastic lilac bunny, like vines growing on old bones. It wrapped around Jax tightly, trapping them. They felt it go all around their chest and their stomach, weaving in intricate patterns.
“Stand up, please,” the masked one spoke softly in their high, angelic voice. Jax did as told, and felt the rest tie around their small thighs. They were too scared to look down, open their eyes, or move beyond Gangles command. In the corner of their eye they saw the rest of it. Thousands of little patterns stemming out from where the tight part of it stopped. It was flowing out like a ruby waterfall at their feet.
They felt one creep up to their head. Instinctively their ears bowed, and the ribbon took that opportunity to tie them in place. As soon as that was done, gangle turned them around.
“Are you ready?”
Jax thought for a moment. Gangle already did it, she already saw. It’s ok.
Slowly Jax opens their eyes.
They remembers when they were a kid, seeing The Wizard of Oz for the first time. They were so envious of Dorothy in her sparkly, red slippers. The glistened and sparkled in the blazing orange sun, danced upon the marigold brick, and carried her far through the emerald fields. Jax always wished to be her, but they were never sure why. They thought at first it was to escape their home. Dorothy left her life in misery for a fantastical world. Joining the circus convinced them otherwise. Maybe it was for her compatriots? Again- the circus showed them the truth.
Those shoes glistened like a pomegranate in the sun. And so did Jax. Smooth red ribbon from head to toe, you could hardly seen the dingy overalls from underneath. The only thing that poked out was the straps that seamlessly blended in with the rest. The top looked similar to a corset, the string laid down in intricate patterns that squeezed them in place. The chest was in the shape of a heart, with a bow tied just in the center. It had a small bump that Jax ran their hand up and down. At their hips the fabric jutted out, forming a bell shaped gown around the rabbit. It had layers of fabric that delicately sat on top of the large skirt. Small little roses were embedded on each layer. Gangle moved a bit, and Jax felt the dress shift around their body.
They didn’t have any words to describe this feeling. Just a small ‘hm’. Their eyes were wide, and they couldn’t peel them off of the red silk. Gangles head peered over Jax’s shoulder in the mirror. “Is this ok?”
Jax slowly spun around, gangle moving their arms alongside them. The skirt slowly swished around, hitting their legs ever so gently.
Finally words jumped out of her throat. “It’s perfect. It’s… it’s me.”
Stolas is gradually trying to help Blitz improve his reading and writing skills. Before they used to call and voice message a lot, but now they have long in depth text conversations that sometimes last hours. Even when they are both home they finish texting.
Stolas and Blitz have reading time together every night. It typically ends with Stolas reading an eepy Blitz to bed.
After a couple weeks of practice, Stolas taught Blitz how to spell and neatly write both their names. Stolas now catches blitz writing them everywhere.
- warnings and tags: during highschool. Maybe hate-fuck? (I don’t rlly get the trope I think),
- not proofread at all will fix in like the coming weeks be aware
The small nightlight shone a warm, dim glow onto his face. His blond hair covered his eyes and his head tilted back. He was dazed and mumbling, instinctively bucking his hips on Sal’s dick. Travis let out small weak sobs that Sal absolutely adored.
“S-Sal… don’t stop, please,” he begged quietly. He gripped onto his waist, nails digging crescents into the pale boys skin. It stung so nicely. He wanted more.
“We’re running out of time, pretty boy. Are you sure it’s safe?” Travis looks up at him, brown eyes glazed over with tears streaming down. He had the widest smile on his face.
He tries to muffle himself with his sleeves, biting down on them as he spoke. The poor boy was still so shy even when being fucked silly. “Fuck class, I’ll skip,” it was shaky and breathy, Sal could hardly hear him over the poor boys whimper let alone his sleeve muffling him.
The bluenette couldn’t pass up the opportunity to make him even more of a mess. He grabbed both his arms, pinning them to the wall. Sal felt the surge of pleasure squeezing around his dick as Travis tightened his hole, gasping at the sudden forceful movement.
“C’mon my love, use your words. What did you say?” He whispers, whines, and squirms in response instead. Sal grab both his wrists with one hand, bringing the other to his neck. He wants to squeeze, to hurt Travis like Travis hurt him.. but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. “Speak, mutt”
“I’ll skip class, I’ll do anything! Just please don’t stop. Please, Mas-“ he clearly cuts himself off. The adorable pleads made Sals skin burn with pleasure. Here was Travis the bully desperately grinding his hips on Sal, who he instinctively called master. Master. He needed to hear those lovely words spill from his mouth.
He let go of his wrists, and arms, bring one down to the blondes cheeks. Another holding his hips in place. Travis whines once more as Sal changes pace. He moves slowly, angling his dick up to his stomach. Travis whole body shudders as he does this. The fleeting sensation of euphoria as Sals cock just barely grazes his prostate sends him over the edge.
“Please say it, love. Let me own you. Please,”
“I want to be yours,” There was no hesitation in Travis’ response. His lips curled in a pleaser grin. “Please use me master,” he moaned into the words and leaned his head back. He was dazed in ecstasy. They flowed so easily from his mouth. He had been wanting, craving to call Sal his master. The desperation behind the words, the relief on his face now that he was giving in, Sal was reaching his edge too. He didn’t know how badly he wanted this, but he was sure this was what he needed.
“Atta boy,” he says, speeding up. Travis grabs Sal’s shirt desperately. “I should have made you mine a long time ago. Fuck you feel so good, love. You make a perfect toy for me baby.”
Both boys were in heaven right now. Sal had never been happier- or hornier- and Travis was in absolute bliss at everything happening. Eventually all he could do was whine and moan, tears pouring down his face as he smiles. Occasionally he would mumble something along the lines of ‘master’ which was simply clouding up Sal’s mind.
Suddenly Travis stopped, slowly picking himself up and falling to the floor weakly. “Are you tired, pup” the bluenette coo at him, he looks so adorable sprawled out half-naked on the floor. He bunched the sleeves of his hoodie at the end of his sleeve and hurried his face in it.
“Mm… please,” he muttered, Sal had to take the chance to tease him again.
“Use your words, my love.” The red in his face after contrasted his stark blonde hair. He closed his eyes and covered his face. Sal couldn’t let him do that though, so he pushed his hands away and gently grabbed his face. Bringing it inches away from the mask he still dawned. “I won’t stop till you do,”
He babbled a bit while sals tip started to slip inside. Eventually, he got all his words out. “Please let me suck your dick,” it was acompanied with a whine and a moan.
“Please what?” I had to. He cocked his head a bit at the question. his eyes closed and he leaned his head back with a whine as he realized. “C’mon love, I know you want too.”
…. “P-please, master…”
Every time he spoke those beautiful words Sals body ached in pleasure. It felt good putting a person who hurt him this much in such a submissive position. But yet, if he saw Travis look uncomfortable for even a second he’d freak out. He could tell he was forming a deep attachment… falling in love.
He felt the tingle of pleasure again as his tongue slides against his dick. Sal look at him, his half-lidded eyes just staring at my cock. Sal twitch and shake as he continues. Running his hand through Trav’s soft, blonde hair, grouping it and holding it firmly. His movements speed up, my hips moving along with him.
As Sal watched so many nasty things played though his head. He smiled at the thought that Travis was tasting himself on his cock. Soon, he’s be able to fill this poor bully boy up with his cum.
“Mhhn~ fuck Trav… you’re gonna swallow every last drop, alright mutt?” Sal groans as his thrust get sloppier. The burning tension in his thighs crawl up his back, his desperation to cum pooling in his dick like a tight knot. Travis hums in response, the vibrations of his voice shooting sparks of pleasure down his cock. Without hesitation, Sal pushed Travis’ head down, ropes of white pouring down the blondes throat. His eyes rolled in the back of his head.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: Teen and Up
Archive Warning: No archive warnings apply
Category: m/m
Fandom: Kickin' It (TV 2011)
Relationship: Milton Krumpnik x Jerry Martinez
Characters: Milton Krumpnik, Jerry Martinez
Tags: No beta we die like Eddies presence in the series, Yet again idk how to tag y'all, romance, teen romance, first kiss, reunited and it feels so good, desperation, first love, childhood friends to lovers, making out, implied/referenced cheating
language: English
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