#weasel creature commandos

[multi-fandom-imagine]

HE IS MY SON

I WILL KILL EVERYONE AND THEN MYSELF IF HARM COMES TO HIM

[fanged-fanfics]

I was wondering if I could request a small fic pt 2. of Creature Commandos Weasel x child turned weasel reader?

Where the team is all meeting for the first time and their reaction to Weasel and little weasel✨

I just think it would be super cute like reader is just like “oh friends!!🥰” But the others are just like “what is thatttt💀”

☆ "You Have... a Kid?!-" — Weasel & Child!Reader ☆

Genre: Platonic/Familial || they/them pronouns for reader || Warning for mild swearing

A/N: To everyone who's been asking for a sequel fic for a while; I deeply apologize for not doing it sooner T_T best way I can explain is it's complicated. Here's the part one for those who need it

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In the cell containing various mutant life, one member was notably missing. There wasn't any of the usual distant sounds of gagging, snarling, or even the maiming of the sixth pillow in a day. What there was instead was the sound of an attempted Jenga game clattering across the floor, a man of bronze metal having thrown it to the side. The black and green scientist before him groaned, rubbing his eyes sockets "That's the third game, G.I." "G.I. Robot had eliminated the nazis" the robot claimed simply, sitting back in his seat. "Right, right. Nina, you deal with him" Dr. Phosphorus said, getting up from the table

Nina began re-stacking the blocks, asking aloud, "Has anyone seen Weasel? He's been gone a while". "Good," Bride spoke up from her corner of the room "Means he isn't in here shittin' on all our stuff". "He's with his lawyer" Dr. Phosphorus answered as Nina sat to continue the next Jenga round. "Usually those visits only take about an hour. It's been closer to three" Nina frowned, moving the top block and placing it to the side

Just then, approaching voices were heard from outside. The lock on the door began to rattle. "There's your answer" Bride said. But when the door swung open, what came in instead was something that looked a lot like Weasel, except... smaller? Much smaller. Uncoordinated, wide eyes, fuzzy form, a spitting image. "The hell-" Phosphorus began, leaning over to see it better "Don't tell me that thing found a lady Weasel". "Nothing like that," Elizabeth Bates began, stepping into the doorframe "This.. is your new cellmate"

"What is it" Bride asked, looking at the small furry creature with displeased curiosity. The creature skittered in on all fours, hands uncoordinated and flailing a bit as they did so. They went over to G.I. first, sniffing at his arm. The robot squinted, attempting to run a scan, but they ran off too fast. They bounded over to Nina, who reached down a hand to pet them a bit as Elizabeth continued. "A patient at the site of John Doe's case was found. The DNA traced back to his saliva, and I requested to have them housed together"

"So he spit on a kid and now it's our problem? Great" Phosphorus said. "The results showed a similar genetic pattern to lycanthropy," Elizabeth responded "It's not making it easy on his case, but there is a connection between the two of them". The child scampered along, bounding up to Bride excitedly. Her steely gaze made them freeze, and they slowly backed up, instead heading straight for Dr. Phosphorus

"I wouldn't do that, kid-" Phosphorus said, trying to step back. The kid kept running over, eager to greet the radioactive man. Before their little snout could make contact, they were suddenly lifted off the ground. Weasel was back in the room, and he gave a big sigh of relief. He was able to lift the kid by their scruff before they could be hurt. He squinted at Phosphorus, growling as he turned away. "Don't give me that shit, I was making sure it wouldn't bite me" Phosphorus grumbled

"Poor thing," Nina said softly, watching Weasel carry them to his little corner. He plopped down, placing down the kid, who proceeded to roll around and curl up in his arms. "So this has to stay with us now? You expect us to take care of two of that thing?" Bride asked, pointing to Weasel. "I know, I know, but this is the only way I could get them somewhere safe. They were just going to experiment on them otherwise" Elizabeth answered.

G.I. focused on the game between him and Nina, while Nina herself kept sympathetically glancing at the new kid. Being a child, labeled as a monster... it hit much too close to home. "I think we can take care of them. It seems like Weasel's doing better with them around" she said hopefully. The kid was currently curled up right at Weasel's side, who was cradling them close and sniffing them to make sure they were okay. He gave a little murmur, tucking their head under his chin as he closed his eyes

"I'm not cleaning up after that thing" Phosphorus said. "There's nothing more I can do" Elizabeth reinstated firmly "So you might as well get comfortable with them". With that, she stepped out of the room, and the door was shut once more. Phosphorus glanced to Bride, who scoffed "This is such bullshit". "Come on, Bride, they're just a kid" Nina said "The least we can do is take it easy on them". Bride huffed, rolling her eyes, but she stifled any further comments

"Friend Nina," G.I. robot called. Nina turned back, removing another block so the mechanical soldier could take his turn. Her gaze kept occasionally flicking back to the little one Weasel was protecting. He was much calmer than his usual glassy-eyed snarling, it was... almost sweet. She took a deep breath, deciding to focus on the game for now. She made a mental note to check on both of them later on. For now, at least, they seemed happy

[cartoonbudartz]

Cartoons meet the creatures

[thatonewastelander]

Hi there!

This is my first time asking so I'm sorry if I ramble too long

I'm just about caught up with creature commandos, and to say The Weasel's backstory broke my heart would be an understatement 😭

So could I request The Weasel [and the others cause yes] rescuing and taking care of a child reader who coincidentally looks similar to the girl he was trying to save?

[Bonus if said child is a telepath so they can communicate with him]

WEASEL MY BABY 😭😭 I was drenched in tears after his episode

Note: IM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN POSTS BTW! Finals week is coming up and I've been studying and finishing projects. Once it's over with I'm sure I'll be back to posting more frequently. Also The Commandos are on a mission that is septeate from the shows main storyline

Weasel Adopts a Kid

The Commandos weren't told much about their next mission, they were simply told that there was extraterrestrial activity that needed to be handled quickly and quietly.

It was everything but quick and quiet.

The large, gray beings had destroyed everything in their path. The day was full of pure chaos and destruction. Once the extraterrestrials were defeated and were collected by Waller's team, the Commandos were put on damage control duty.

Flag kicked down a door to one of the many half-burnt down flats, making sure no civilians or their bodies were stuck inside. Weasel scurried around as usual, smelling and licking everything when he froze.

"Help..."

A faint, small voice echoed in his mind. His nose picked up a scent. A human scent.

He went racing for the back, Flag called after him before running to catch up. In the back of the kitchen was a broken stairwell that likely once led to a basement, however now it was fully caved in with rubble. Without a second thought, Weasel began to dig.

"Wease, what the..." Flag stopped to catch his breath until he realized just what Weasel was doing. He quickly moved to help the creature, pushing a shoving the larger rubble that Weasel couldn't. Underneath a large bolder lied a small hand. Flag felt his lungs tighten in fear before he jumped to twords the hand and began to help Weasel move the rocks.

You didn't think you cry for help would reach anyone, but when you saw the faint light creep through the cracks, you couldn't help but feel relief. Whether it was help from a person or from the gods above, you were simply thankful to be soon out.

The space around you began to close in as you felt a tug on the back of your shirt; Weasel was carefully dragging you out from beneath the rubble and ran it off the building with Flag calling him from behind.

Just as the three of you escaped the building, it's lower structure began to crumble inward. Your vision was blurred from the tears and dirt in them, but as your adrenaline rush died down a and your eyes began to drop, you used the last of your energy to thank your saviors.

"Thank... you..." A small voice rang in Flag's head that made a chill rush down his spine. He looked around, trying to figure out the source of the voice. Then it hit him.

He looked down at the little kid and thought one thing.

Metahuman.

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You slowly began to awake, the feeling of a soft bed calming your nerves. As your vison returned to you, you looked around the unfamiliar room. It looked like some kind of campsite; the walls were clearly a tent, and the bed beneath you was a fancy cot. You tried to think of the events that happened before you fell unconscious, but you found your memory running blank. You began to panic, your eyes frantically moving around the room as you tried to remember anything before the ceiling caved in on you.

Your vision began to blur from the tears, your breaths became shortened as you began to hyperventilate. A fluffy feeling rubbed against your hand, you flinched at it's touched. Looking to your right, there was that creature that had saved you.

"You... you're the one who saved me..."

The creature looked up at you with big eyes, nudging your hand as an attempt to call you.

"What's your name?" You asked in it's mind. Even in his head he responded in chatters, but you were somehow able to understand him.

"Weasel? That's a funny name." You mentally said with a small smile.

Weasel chittered some more as he crawled onto your cot, plopping his big head into your chest as you scratched a spot behind his ear. As you two calmly lied there, the entrance to your tent opened. Walking in was an older man and a very tall lady with staples on her face.

"Is she okay?"

Bride flinched as a small voice echoed in her mind. She looked around the room until her eyes landed on the little kid on the cot. Their big eyes stared up at her; they were filled with wonder and curiosity, two things she's never seen in the eyes of another before.

"So this is the refugee you snuck into the base?" She asked Flag as he made his way to you. He ignored her question as he sat in the stool beside your bed. He smiled softly down at you as you slightly coward underneath Weasel.

"Don't worry kid, there's no reason to be scared. My name is Rick Flag, I'm a general for the US Military. My team and I are only here to help. What's your name?"

You stared at him in silence before you spoke in his mind.

"I don't remember."

He flinched at the echoing voice, but tried not to show his shock. "Don't remember, huh? Well you're clearly a metahuman, so that's a start."

You stayed quiet, your small grip tightening slightly around Weasel. "I'm scared Mr. Flag."

He sighed slightly, his heart aching at your situation. He placed a gentle reassuring hand in yours, his thumb lightly grazing the top of it as he tried to comfort you.

"It's okay, kiddo. We're going to help you. I have some friends that want to meet you, they want to see if they can help you remember who you are."

The light in your eyes shines a little brighter, excitement filled your mind as you quickly say up. "Really? You can help me?"

He chuckled at your eagerness and excitement. "We're gonna try our best. C'mon, why don't you take Weasel outside and play fetch? My friend and I need to talk."

You quickly hopped off your cot and ran out the entrance, looking back every other second to make sure Weasel was behind you. You found the biggest stick you could find and began to play fetch with your new friend Weasel.

Back at the tent, Flag and Bride stood watching you play. He couldn't help but feel guilty for taking part in the case of your situation, even if he and his team were only trying to help.

"You're not really going to bring her to Waller, are you?" The Bride asked, breaking the silence.

Flag sighed as he kept his eyes on you. "I can't leave her here, and we don't know the length of her power. Shockingly enough, taking her to Waller is the best option."

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I hope you enjoyed this and if you have anything you would like me to personally respond to, message me or put it in my ask box because as of right now, Tumblr won't let me respond to comments :)

And I would like to apologize again for not writing as much, I get really stressed during finals weeks.

[fleeglefazbeagle]

Ok, so, I came up with an EXE concept while listening to Shinto and Shitno(I'm serious) yesterday morning.

Meet Wezlee!

[If you can guess what character it's based on WITHOUT looking at the tags, you get a cookie! :3]

What's its deal you may ask?

I unfortunately haven't thought of anything at the moment...

Here's some basic info:

•Pronouns are it/she.

•Gender is transneu(AMAB), censari, alexigender and xenogender.

•Orientation is panromantic, hostiamantic and asexual.

•She has AuDHD, hyper empathy, PTSD, sensory processing disorder, an anxiety disorder and is mute.

°It communicates through text boxes, writing and sign language.

°When communicating through text boxes, the text is a bit funky in a similar vain to the Wonderland text in The Walten Files and the text is often accompanied by her chittering.

•It's about 6 ft tall.

•She's adult coded.

•A dIrTy bOoTLeG!/ref

•Permaregressed to a young kid age(possibly 5-12 years old) and pet regresses to a puppy and and a kitten.

•She means absolutely no harm, I promise./srs

•It has a more messed up form but it barely uses that form unless it's to scare some jerk away or under serious stress.

[void-lioness]

My thoughts on Creature Commandos

They all.....kinda didn't deserve to be locked up?

I mean, The Bride was on the run from Frankenstein's Monster, who stalked and has been stalking her for, what, a century or so?

Yes, she comes off as and is a violent, stone cold bitch, but she's also hurt. And so she has and uses that tough exterior to make sure she'd never be hurt or feel powerless again.

With Weasel, no one knows where he came from. He was just randomly hiding in some bushes and befriended a group of kids until some hick got the wrong idea and ended up getting them killed. And the one little girl Weasel was trying to save still ended up dying due to the cops shooting at the "weird hairy monster."

G.I. ; He was literally just following his programming. He was made for killing N*zis and didn't know how to fully adjust to a time of peace. However, he somehow wound up at meeting full of men who had N*zi ideals, which, again, G.I. was programmed to kill. So, he was doing his duty.

Dr. Phosphorus had a more than justifiable crash-out.

Yes, he did get mixed in with some bad people. However, he was creating something revolutionary. But those bad people wanted everything he was working on for themselves and for war.

And yeah, Doc became a crime-lord for a bit but he had lost everything. He lost his wife and son, got framed for killing his wife and son, had his research and work taken from him and then was thrown into a machine that had near nuclear levels of radiation thinking that it would kill him, instead it gave him the ability to destroy his destroyers.

And you should always beware a man with nothing to lose.

And finally, Nina. Oh, Nina.

Out all of them she literally should not have been there. SHE DID NOTHING WRONG.

She was screwed over the moment she was born. Her lungs being on the outside of her body, her mother leaving her and her father when she was a baby. Had to be genetically modified in order to save her life, got relentlessly bullied because of her appearance, and saw her father get shot and killed in front of her.

Now, those are solid reasons for her to either crash-out or be extremely jaded, but she didn't and she wasn't. And unfortunately, she had died needlessly because of it.

Overall, it was a good show and hope there's talks about a season 2.

[nightmarecleric]

All I need from Creature Commandos season 2 is Weasel constructing a complex legal testimony via those talking dog buttons.

[rootbeerrex]

RAAAAAA ANOTHER CREATURE COMMANDOS DESIGN WOOOOO IM KILLING IT TODAY!!!! This on is for weasel my beloved...... I'm so so proud of this design actually I think it's really accurate to his character and I'm so happy with the way it turned out. This is part of my abstract dc series, and specifically one of my creature commandos designs! I have Nina's up already, and I'll hopefully be posting my designs for the other Task Force M members soon! (as always, click for better quality!)