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).

Tws + ships

- TW: Blood, Violence, Death, descriptions of bodily harm, self harm, cannibalism + cannibalistic thoughts

- 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)

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.

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.