#Cherrypit

[hqmillioncorn]

my little sister's deck has no pathetic cards

"So you mean to tell me you've been going around and telling people that I'm your little sister??" Lunya was floored, flabbergasted and shocked to learn about what Babycorn had been doing. "Yeah!" Babycorn was glad that Lunya understood. Lunya shook her head and looked down, sighing. "Babycorn you do remember I'm a year older than you." Maybe if the difference was a couple of months Lunya would let it slide, but this was a whole year. Not to mention that Babycorn was, well, Babycorn. "B-B-But-!" Babycorn tripped over her words for a couple of seconds, until she found her footing. "If I'm your big sister I can protect you and make sure nothing ever bad happens to you! That's why I gotta be the big sister Lunya!" Lunya was a little caught off guard. That was actually kind of sweet. "Babycorn...I love you and I appreciate the thought but I-" Lunya was interrupted when a dragonfly flew past her, catching Babycorn's attention. "Woah what's that?!" Babycorn ran to chase the dragonfly and would have face planted into the ground had Lunya not acted quick enough and grabbed the back of her shirt collar to keep Babycorn in place. "Classic Babycorn..."

with @windupnamazu 's lunya and butter

in butters continuing adventures to win babycorn's heart he decides one of the ways to do so is to take up arms against an impossible opponent. in the deadliest form of combat to ever exist. triple triad........................

It was just a little bit past sunset. The weather was finally cooling down and the sky was growing darker.

The ground was still a little moist from the rain earlier that day. Which made it perfect for Babycorn and Cherrypit to dig around in the mud. And the dirt.

Cherrypit was digging another deep hole to himself yet again, biting at and scaring away any bugs that dared to crawl near him. “Ra! Ra!” Cherrypit roared at them in his tiny squeaky scary voice. 

He knew he was free to dig as much as he wanted to since all he had to do afterwards was fill the hole back up. 

Lunya had very patiently explained to him (and Babycorn) they needed to do that after one too many people took a tumble down into the dirt.

Most of those people being Coco Cocoda. 

Meanwhile on the surface, a very mud-covered Babycorn was simply sitting down, waiting to see when Cherrypit would want to go back inside for snacks. “I want-! Popoto chips~!” Babycorn sang to herself. She had been craving them aaaaaall day. 

Suddenly, something caught Babycorn’s eye, putting a stop to her little concert. 

A tiny puft of hair was poking out of the hole Cherrypit was digging. Without even a second thought she grabbed the hair akin to grabbing a radish to pluck it from the ground. When Babycorn pulled her arm up she also pulled her baby brother up. Cherrypit took a small break from chewing on some mysterious object to let out a happy little giggle and wiggle around. “Bebe! Bebe! Hi Bebe!” he greeted his sister. 

“Hi Cherry!” Babycorn wiggled him around a little bit. Just like she knew he liked to be and then set him down on the ground. “Do you wanna go see if we can find some popotoooo…?” Her voice trailed off as she noticed what Cherrypit was chewing on. Even as mud covered as it was she could still recognize it. 

“Oh, hey!” Babycorn held her hand out in front of Cherrypit’s mouth. A movement that her brother instantly knew meant to give her whatever he had in his mouth. “Blah..!” Without any hesitation he let the drool-covered object fall into his sister's hand. 

Now that she could get a good look at it, Babycorn actually recognized what she was holding. “These are my old triple triad cards?!” They were covered in baby drool and mud but she was more than positive that’s what she was holding. “Tiple tiad!” Cherrypit happily repeated, clapping his hands. 

“I buried them a long time ago! Cause I thought they would grow into a card tree…” Back then Babycorn was even more clueless about things than she was now. She was convinced that her deck of cards would grow tenfold if she planted her cards into the ground to grow like plants did. That’s how those cards ended up almost six fulms underground. 

“I guess they didn’t really go anywhere, huh?” Not that it really mattered, she ended up getting more cards over the years anyway. 

On a whim, Babycorn reached into her pockets and took out the usual cards she carried with her. The five cards that she constantly tried to battle people with. “Ooh..They’re the same cards!” One of the sets was much more mud covered than the other but there was no mistaking it, it was a one to one match. 

Cherrypit crawled over and reached his hands out, “Card! Cards?” Then a few more pieces of baby babble that sounded like “Yubabilakuku?” Which Babycorn knew meant something like, ‘I wanna see too? Please? Please?’

“Okay here you go!” There was no harm in giving Cherrypit her old buried cards. He was the one who had dug them out so it was only fair to give them back to him. “Remember you can chew but don’t eat them too much. Kaykay?” 

“Kay! Kay!” Cherrypit repeated. This usually meant he understood. Usually. 

As Babycorn handed her brother back the cards, yet another something caught her attention. This time it was a sound behind her. The sound of a door opening. “Hellooo-oh?”  Babycorn leaned back as far as she could to try and see who it was. 

Her eyes lit up with excitement when she saw Butter staring down at her. For some reason he was upside down but that didn’t really matter. “Hi Butts!” Babycorn was about to ask what he was doing out here but she noticed something he was carrying in his hands. 

A bowl, full of a particular snack.

Babycorn let out a dramatic gasp, pushing herself up from the mud and standing in front Butter with shimmering eyes. “Popoto chips?!” How had he known she wanted some?! Besides her telling literally everyone who she ran into that day that she was craving popoto chips.

Butter giggled, “You told me you wanted some! So I went and found some for you!” Specifically he had run out in the rain to go buy as many bags as he could carry home. “I even went and bought some extra bags so if you want some more later you can grab those!”

“Weally????” Babycorn’s eyes looked to be watering. “For meeeeee?” 

“Really!” Butter maneuvered the bowl in his hand on top of his arm so he could pet the top of Babycorn’s messy head. Making sure to avoid any parts of her head draped in mud. “Here you and Cherry can have as many as you want!” He held the bowl out towards Babycorn, waiting for her to take it. 

“Yipppeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!” Babycorn let out a deafening squeal and grabbed the popoto chips from her good friend Butter. She took a seat back on the ground and began eating them, even dunking some of the chips into the mud for extra flavor. “Chip! Cheep!” Cherrypit crawled over and grabbed a handful. “Thank you Butts!” He was a polite little boy so of course he had to remember to thank Butter too. 

“It’s no problem really!” It's not like he could just stand by and let Babycorn suffer a single more second wanting a snack and not being able to eat it. He couldn’t let the world be that cruel to her.

Not only that, making sure that Babycorn never went hungry was on his list of ways to woo her. 

An ever growing list that just always seemed to be getting longer and longer the more awesome ideas he and Oleo had. 

“D’you want sum too?” Babycorn asked with her mouth full. It would be rude not to share, she had learned this by now. Butter very kindly declined and began to walk back inside. For some reason Butter leaving made Babycorn feel a little sad.

If only there was some way she could get him to stay a little longer���

That’s when she had a genius idea. “Do you wanna play triple triad with me?!” She blurted out. 

Butter froze, his hand on the front door. “Triple Traid…??” That had come completely out of nowhere. 

At least, for Butter it had. 

It didn’t take Babycorn long for her to scurry back inside and pick up a triple triad mat from her messy room. All while tracking mud inside the house.

While she was doing that Butter was grabbing his own cards from his collection. He had started collecting them ever since getting his first pack of them at the Gold Saucer. 

Both lalafells shortly meet up back outside, placing the mat on the garden table, they both took seats across each other. Cherrypit took his seat on top of Babycorn’s lap, eating popoto chips from a much smaller bowl Babycorn had also grabbed. Which meant she also tracked mud all over the kitchen too. 

“Caurd!” Cherrypit pointed at the cards in his sister’s hands and giggled.  He’d also been the one to decide who would play the first card. Of course Cherrypit choose Babycorn to go first. Butter expected nothing less. For now he was patiently waiting for his turn to go. 

Babycorn looked up at Butter with a big grin, she swayed happily from side to side without a care in the world or a thought in her head as she looked down at the cards in her hands. 

There was a Sabotender, and also a Sabotender, then another Sabotender, alongside a Sabotender card with a bite taken out of it, and a Calcabrina card that Babycorn always let Cherrypit put into her deck. 

Most of the time the people she played Triple Triad against would never let her use this deck on account of the silly rule of it technically being ‘illegal.’ Whatever that meant. Babycorn didn’t really understand. 

What she did understand was just how frustrated she always was to learn she couldn’t play with her beloved cards. Her disappointment was usually short lived however and would fix the problem by just letting Cherrypit pick five random cards from her collection. 

With his eyes closed. 

For Cherrypit she decided to play his favorite, the Calcabrina card. She placed it on the top right corner. “Caurd! Capabina!” Cherrypit laughed, he stretched his arm to where the card was and gave it a little pat. 

On the other hand, whenever someone did let her use her favorite little cards, Babycorn would get so happy that the act of actually winning the match would hardly matter to her anymore. 

She was just happy to be able to use her cards for once. Which was exactly what was happening now. Babycorn giggled and kicked her feet in place, a wide grin on her face. 

Now it was Butter’s turn. Not that he realized it at first. It took Babycorn telling him it was his turn to go for him to notice. Something about being too busy staring at the cute girl in front of him was just a little distracting. 

“R-Right-!” Butter simply took a Delivery Moogle card and placed it at the bottom right corner. 

It was not Butter’s objective to win this match, rather, he wanted to try his hardest to let Babycorn win. Just to make her a little bit happier. Of course Butter didn’t mind doing this, he was happy to.

The only thing was that…

Making Babycorn win a triple triad match ended up being much harder than he thought.

They were now well into their ninth game of the night. And this was the ninth time in a row Butter was trying his absolute best to lose. He had done all he could, placing his cards in horrible places, getting his cards taken away on purpose, even playing cards with his eyes closed. 

Yet somehow, someway, Babycorn kept finding some way to lose.

Surprisingly, she didn’t seem to mind. It was almost the complete opposite. Every time Butter won a match she would get ecstatic about it. Letting out another “Yay! Butts wins!!” and clapping until her hands stung. Truly she was just happy to be here. 

It was getting late so both Babycorn and Butter decided it would be best to turn in for the night.

As Babycorn collected her cards all back up she congratulated Butter one last time. “You’re really good at this Butter! I can’t believe you won so many times!!” Cherrypit shared in her sentiment. “Butts win’d!”He had never seen someone win against his sister so many times. 

Most people just walked away after the first match after seeing the nonsense they were playing against.  

“Y-Yeah…” Butter could hardly believe it either. He still felt a little bad wiping the floor with Babycorn so many times but if that made her happy, who was he to judge?

“I bet you could even beat Lunya!” Babycorn placed the triple triad mat on top of Cherrypit’s head not paying any mind to the innocuous comment she had just said. “She’s really really good! I’ve never seen anyone beat her!” 

Butter knew full well of Lunya’s triple triad reputation. Tales were still told of the innocent looking lalafell who wandered the lands, defeating opponent after opponent, collecting the spoils of the battle. “I don’t…Hmm..” A thought crossed Butter’s mind. 

Oleo had said something about wooing Babycorn by doing something that really impressed her. Beating Lunya of all people in a triple triad match-that would woo Babycorn ten times over. 

Surely, Lunya would go easy on him if it was for the sake of winning Babycorn’s heart? Right?

The next day Butter decided to put his plan into motion. He took a peek outside, Babycorn and Cherrypit were back in the front lawn. This time they were playing with their sentient backpack, Hungstal. Basically just throwing treats into its mouth and watching as it ate them up.  

“Good job Hungstal!!” Babycorn clapped, throwing another chicken bone inside it. 

Things were lining up perfectly. All he needed to do now was get Lunya’s attention, which wouldn’t be hard at all. Right now she was in the middle of planning a redecoration of the house’s main foyer. Something she had been hard at work for the last couple of days. Butter hoped that Lunya wouldn’t mind being torn away from her work for a little bit, but a part of him also figured that she would appreciate the break. 

Butter carefully walked up to Lunya and was about to get her attention, when she turned around to face him first. “Yeees? Something on your mind Butter?” She swiveled her chair towards him, “Do you need more gil to buy snacks for Babycorn again?” Lunya let out a knowing little laugh. 

Butter shook his head, he didn’t know why he was feeling so nervous about this. In hindsight, it could have been his own self-preservation warning him. “Lunya? Can you help me with something really quick?” Butter asked. 

“I’d be happy to!” Lunya was happy to help her son that was only a few years younger than her with whatever problems or favors he wanted. “Well, I suppose that depends on what you need!” Maybe today Babycorn was craving a different snack. Hopefully nothing too out of the ordinary.

Not like that time she was craving cupcakes baked using a special baking mix that had been discontinued seven years ago.

“Great!” Butter jumped and clicked his heels together before mysteriously running over to the front door. “I’ll ask you about it outside! Thank you!” He stepped outside and closed the door as gently as he could. 

Leaving behind a very confused Lunya.

“.........heh?” 

What in the world was waiting for her outside???

As soon as Lunya stepped outside she was met with the sight of no one around her. “Huh?” Hadn’t Butter said something about meeting her outside? Where could he have run off to? Maybe Babycorn whisked him away to some other grand adventure which usually involved going shopping for food. 

“I hope they have fun out there.” Lunya sighed, they were growing up so fast... Maybe she would call them a little while later and ask them to bring her a snack too. They usually did, if Babycorn happened to remember. 

Lunya turned around to go back inside, when she heard someone call out her name. 

Butter emerged from the shadows of a nearby hydrangea bush with Babycorn right behind him. He held his cards out in front of her, “Lunya! I challenge you to a triple triad match!” It took a second for Butter to process what he had just said and done. Most of this was a spur of the moment sort of thing. “...uh, please? If you’re not too busy?” 

Butter was a little worried when Lunya didn’t say anything. Only keeping her back turned towards him. He couldn’t have upset her, could he? There was an apology brewing up inside him but before it could escape he heard Lunya’s distinct voice answer him. 

“Oh-! Of course! I would love to~!” 

The sky began to darken around them. Clouds rolled in from out of nowhere, covering the sun behind them. Butter looked up in surprise. The weather was supposed to be clear today, wasn’t it? 

The distinct sound of thunder sounded all around them. Flashes of light lit up the sky, illuminating Lunya for every crashing sound they heard. A wind howled past them. Sounding more like the echoes of the past, warning them of something sinister coming towards them. 

Cherrypit giggled to himself, but there was something a little malicious about it. 

Before Butter could be even more confused of what was happening, Lunya turned around, slowly. There was a wide grin on her face. Normally Butter would find some sort of comfort in her smile but right now the only thing he was feeling was something akin to dread. Horror? Complete regret? Something along those lines. 

An ominous bell began to toll in the distance. For whom was it tolling? Butter could only guess it was a prelude to his funeral dirge. ‘This was a mistake. This was a mistake. This was a mistake. This was a mistake. This was a mistake.’ 

Babycorn’s pom stood up on its end as she excitedly looked around. “Oh! Is it dinner time?” A bell could only mean that food was ready! 

Lunya walked closer to the pair and Cherrypit, a threatening aura was coming off of her. “No-it’s not dinner time yet but someone is about to be cooked.” God help him she even had cool one liners.

Butter had set up the triple triad mat ahead of time. It was in the same place he and Babycorn had played together just yesterday. He hoped that maybe putting it in the same location would give him a little bit of luck but now he wasn’t so sure. He also wasn’t so sure now about Lunya going easy on him just because Babycorn was here. 

“You can do it Butts!! I believe in you!!” Babycorn cheered him on, standing in his corner. Even though certain doom certainly awaited him it made Butter’s heart flutter a little hearing Babycorn believe in him so much. 

Meanwhile Cherrypit was standing right behind Lunya, cheering on her victory. “Go wuwu! Go wuwu!” Both siblings decided to do this so neither of their friends would feel left out. Lunya pet the top of Cherrypit’s head for good luck, fluffing his hair around. “Hehe” he giggled. 

Just like before, Cherrypit was the one who decided who would go first. After telling him that Babycorn could not go first because she wasn’t playing he changed his answer to Lunya. 

“Thank you Cherry!” Lunya chimed. 

Then before Butter knew it, Lunya had already placed down her card. It wasn’t one that Butter recognized. It was his turn now. He had to play something. “It’s okay Butts! You got this! Yeah! Yeah!” Babycorn’s cheering was actually helping a little. For a second he actually believed that he stood a chance. 

That was before he finally played a card, then Lunya played her’s, and he played another and so on. It was pretty crystal clear that Lunya had won the round. She had turned all of Butter’s cards into her’s. “Wuwu wins!” Cherrypit clapped and cheered. Lunya was so cool! 

And so it went, round after round after round, Lunya came out victorious. It didn't matter what cards Butter switched out or whether he went first or second , the outcome was still the same. There was no stopping the Lunya sweep.

“Lunya wins!” Lunya chirped, setting the winning card down on the mat. 

At this point Butter had lost count how many times he’d lost. It was pretty clear by now that Lunya was showing him no mercy. There was only one thing on Lunya’s mind right now and it was to win. 

Butter inhaled a steady breath and held it for a worrying amount of time. He wasn't the type to give up, this was proven time and time again. and yet, even he had his limits. His convictions had run out. With a heavy sigh Butter set all his cards down in a stack and placed his palm on top of his deck. 

Which is of course the universal sign of surrendering in a card game 

Lunya blinked, looking up at Butter. “Aww are you sure?” She was having a lot of fun but if Butter wanted to call it she would oblige.

Butter slumped down in his seat. “Yeah…I don’t think I have a chance of winning…” At least, not with the cards or luck he had right now. Maybe in one-thousand or so years he would actually stand a fighting chance. 

“Well you’re right about that.” Lunya smiled, “But you did put up more of a fight than my usual opponents! You made some really smart moves!” Unfortunately it hadn’t been enough. Not against Lunya. “I’m sure if you keep trying you can beat anyone that stands in your way!”

Butter felt a newfound sense of hope. “Even you?”

Lunya giggled, “No <3” 

Well that settled that. 

“By the way-” Lunya stood up from her seat and put her hands behind her back, “You’re welcome.” She winked at Butter and playfully smiled, the same little smile she had on the entire time they were playing. 

“Huh?” 

Before Butter could ask what Lunya meant, someone grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around. “BUtter!!!” Babycorn screamed at him, “That was AMAZING!!” she waved her arms up and down. There was a shocked look on her face “You looked so cool and awesome and really really really…!” She was stumbling on her words.

Babycorn placed her hands on her cheeks and looked away, she let out a nervous little laugh. “...You looked really cool!” Her face felt a little warm. Mysteriously. For some reason. 

“Cool!” Cherrypit repeated. 

Butter felt his own face warm up. “O-Oh!” Was this it? Was this what it meant to woo? It felt a little like Babycorn was wooing him now too. She looked so cute right now. Well, Butter thought she always looked cute but that’s not the point right now. “Th-Thank you..!” He didn't really need to win in the end. Who would have guessed?

Babycorn shook her head, trying to snap herself out of whatever love filled haze was filling her head with flowers. “And you even went up against Lunya and you're still alive! That’s really impressive!” 

Butter blinked, twice. “Huh?” Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? What did that mean? What did she mean by that????????

Butter turned around in a panic to ask Lunya what the heck Babycorn meant by that but she was already long gone. “Huh???” What did this mean? Could he have died at any point in the matches? Probably not. Lunya loved him like a son BUT WHAT DID BABYCORN MEAN???

Cherrypit waddled over and pointed out towards the front gate. “Luwu gone!” He had seen it first hand. Not wanting to disturb the lovebird’s moment, Lunya had just sprinted away as quickly as she could. She was still in earshot, listening to everything they were saying. 

“...What the hell is Babycorn talking about…” Lunya whispered to herself.

[windupnamazu]

walking around on those—what do you call 'em?

ffxivwrite2023 #18: fish out of water a person away from their usual environment or activities.

Lunya/G'raha and @hqmillioncorn's Cherrypit and Babycorn. Aquarium AU. 740wc. ⮞ Up where they walk, up where they run, up where they're just trying to leave their workplace so they can go on a date but you're like six and too cute to ignore—

G'raha pushed himself off the wall outside the staff room entrance when Lunya emerged, her still-damp hair deftly pulled into a high ponytail and glowing with the satisfaction of a good day at work. He waited until she finished rummaging through her purse before he spoke up.

"Great work today, Lunya," he said, unable and unwilling to disguise his affection for her in his voice, and when Lunya's head snapped up he was nearly blinded by her sunbright smile beneath the aquarium lights.

"Raha!" she exclaimed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear in an uncharacteristic but all-too-endearingly shy move. "Hehe, ready to—hm?"

Lunya glanced behind her. There was a Lalafellin boy who couldn't be more than six or seven years old tugging at her sleeve, blue eyes practically sparkling as he peered up at her.

"Miss Mermaid," the little boy said in awe.

"Oh!" Lunya gasped in delight and G'raha felt his knees go weak. She placed her index finger to her lips and shushed the child. "You can't tell anyone! It's a secret that I have a human form!"

"Oh!" the boy echoed excitedly, miming her gesture. "Secret! Okay!"

Bending her knees slightly so she was at eye level with him, Lunya asked, "What's your name, sweetheart? Where's your adult?"

"I'm Cherry!" Cherry said proudly, and then he looked around. "Um… Bebe…" He turned and pointed down the hall. "Gift shop! Bebe's in the gift shop!"

Lunya looked up at G'raha with a sheepish smile that was so bleeding cute that if there wasn't a grade-schooler clinging to her he probably could have kissed her then and there. "Do you mind?"

Swallowing his adoration, he shook his head. "Of course not, Miss Mermaid." He ahem'd and raised his voice. "Come along, Sir Cherrypit," he said boldly. "We must set out on a quest to find your Bebe!"

Cherrypit squealed with joy, clapping even as he said, "Who're you, mister?"

"Do you know the story of the Little Mermaid?" he asked. When Cherry bobbed his head, ponytail bobbing with him, G'raha grinned. "I'm the Human Prince who the Mermaid gave up her tail for."

The little boy gasped. Unable to contain his glee he bounced up and down while still attached to Lunya's arm, his light-up sneakers going absolutely wild.

"Raha," Lunya sighed, cheeks tinged pink, but she didn't actually protest and it only made G'raha's grin grow further. "Very well, my prince—let's return this little fish to his school together." She took one step forward and nearly tripped, grabbing G'raha's arm as she stumbled, but instead of panicking like he almost did she simply looked back and winked at Cherry. "Ah, sorry!" she said with a giggle as he looked at her with wide eyes. "I'm still getting used to having legs!"

Taking one of Cherry's little hands in her own 'for support', the three of them navigated through the aquarium to the gift shop. There they found a Lalafellin girl around Lunya's age pacing back and forth by the plushies, looking under every table and digging through piles of plush dolphins and penguins and sea lions.

"Bebe!" Cherry called.

"Cherry!" the girl wailed when she saw them, dropping a plush urchin back onto its display to dash over to them. "You can't just wander away like that! What if something bad happened?! What if a fish ate you?!?! What would I tell Mama and Papa?!?!?!"

G'raha had a feeling that it would be very hard to argue with this girl about it being difficult to get eaten by a fish in the Waking Sands Aquarium, so he wisely kept quiet as Cherry comfortingly patted his sister's hand.

"I won't do it again! Look, I found Lady Miss Mermaid and her Human Prince!"

"Woah, that's amazing, Cherry! We really liked your show!" 'Bebe' gushed before she looked down and squinted skeptically at Lunya's legs. "You're definitely not half-fish right now, though, right..?"

"I'm most definitely human right now," Lunya said amusedly, winking at Cherry. "But you promise to keep my secret, right, Cherry?"

"Yeah!" Cherry cheered. "Thanks for saving me, Miss Mermaid, Mister Prince!"

As the two siblings waved goodbye, Lunya looked up at G'raha.

"Shall we go for dinner now, Mister Prince?" she asked teasingly.

"Of course, Miss Mermaid," G'raha said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his own as they left the aquarium together. "Probably not sushi tonight, though."

"Heh, probably not!"

[curvyelf-moved]

this weekend if i can tear myself away from re4 i think i’ll work on setting up a carrd/oc directory finally. if anyone has any tips lemme know!!! 🫶🏻

[cherrypit-art]

During my scheming, I doodled a sort of pony shape for my Hypothetical G6. I liked the drawing so I turned it into a base because uh... Yeah why not.

It's a PNG, made using MS Paint. Classic base-making like from Back In The Day. It might not be perfect but like it should work for the most part lmao UPDATE: you can find this base (and my Halloween Pony Base) on Imgur! https://imgur.com/a/f2u-mlp-bases-vnR2rN1

Completely free to use, if you choose to post your base edit anywhere please credit me somewhere on the post. You can remove the signature when you go to edit the base that's cool.

If you plan on editing the base directly, I suggest also using MS Paint. It's also ok if you wanna like trace it or something in another program instead, just be sure to credit me for the base still.

Feel free to let me know if it doesn't work or something, i'll figure it out

More stuff below!

So I recognize that this sort of "style" here leans heavily into G4. That's what I'm used to drawing but my thought process for a fanmade G6 was that it would be 2d so like, there can be some similarities.

I have a Brain Dump about how I'd imagine a G6 to go and maybe i'll share it when it has enough Meat on its bones. for now i'm just drawing ponies.

Here's the doodle that I made the base from!

yeah it's on a whiteboard what of it.

I've literally been doodling a redesign for Sunny Starscout these past few days and now I'm seeing so much stuff about scrapped/possible mlp g6s??? Makes me wanna take matters into my own hooves hands......

[moondustmanwise]

Finished this base edit of my girl Skylight! Base I used is https://imgur.com/a/f2u-mlp-bases-vnR2rN1 made by @cherrypit-art

[beefstockenjoyer]

STOP PUTTING IXOL IN SUITS HES A DERANGED MAN AND PROBABLY SNIFFED UP CRUSHED CHERRYPITS

[purplepinetree]

Prince Cherrypit and Baldewin

[somnonia]

For Dr. ??? Well, hey there mysterious individual! You look like quite the hottie if I do say so myself 👀

so who exactly are you???

[ He stares, His eyes narrowing at the camera as he reads whats on the paper in his hands. ] [ ` …One i have a husband… And two, You may call me Dr. Cherrypit, I work for the Firefly Sun Project though ive been getting passed around like a hot potato recently to different stations throughout the county… ` ]

[ao3feed-roninwarriors]

In Which the Serpent and the Queen

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7zMarD9

by cherrypitted

BOS challenge 2023 for the YST discord feat naazyura because why not?

Words: 866, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Yoroiden Samurai Troopers | Ronin Warriors

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Naaza | Sekhmet (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers), Kayura (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7zMarD9

[todaydailydaily-blog]

#saturday #penandink #ink #illustration #inkdrawing #handlettering #dailyart #calendar #dailyart #dailydaily #Washington #cherrytree #georgewashington #cherries #cherrypit #cherrypitspittingday https://www.instagram.com/p/BzlTsYrhRLK/?igshid=1o4w3yszrzzbd

[hqmillioncorn]

This could have been a Phone Call

“I am soooo sorry!!” Babycorn danced around in a panic, running around the platform they were standing on. “I-I didn’t mean to transform like that! It just happened and-! And-!” Her eyes were beginning to water.  “Babycorn it’s fine!!” Alisaie was the first to stand in her way, stopping Babycorn in her tracks. “The point is we won and because of you we won even faster than we normally would.” “Weally…?” Babycorn was crying now.  “R-Really…?” Alisaie turned around to her brother, silently asking him if he was seeing the same thing as her. When Alphinaud nodded, that's when she figured that she hadn’t hit her head too hard, she wasn’t seeing things.  Babycorn sniffled, “Okay…!” As long as no one thought she was a scary freak it was fine. Hopefully everyone would still want to be friends with her and not leave her alone forever. Babycorn Corn was absolutely normal with nothing wrong with her. …Except for maybe the pair of horns on her head and tail swishing behind her.

ffxiv write day 16: third-rate

dawntrail spoilers during the rite of successsion wuk lamat is called to answer a vitally important question

It had been strange, very strange. All of a sudden, right as Team Wuk Lamat had landed in Yak T'el, one of the members of Zoraal Ja’s group had come up to them and very nervously told Wuk Lamat that her eldest brother wanted to speak to her. Alone. 

Of course this request was met with a resounding agreement of ‘Um. No????’ Considering what had happened a few days ago with Bakool Ja Ja, the apprehension was understandable. 

Thankfully Wuk Lamat managed to convince the others to let her go. After all this was her brother she was meeting with. Yes, it was her one brother who on no condition was allowed to win the rite of succession otherwise an all out war would break out–but her brother nonetheless. 

It took a lot (A LOT) of persuading but eventually she was able to convince even Erenville to let her go. 

On one condition.

Another bug flew past Wuk Lamat, “Woah! That was a big one.” It must have been some kind of beetle. Whatever it was didn’t really matter for long because exactly one second later Cherrypit jumped up and caught the bug in his mouth. 

Wuk Lamat watched as he chewed up the bug. “How does that taste?” 

Cherrypit sat innocently on the ground as if he hadn’t done anything. “Bah!” He answered. 

“I see.” That hadn’t really answered her question. Oh well, time was of the essence and she had someone to see. She was surprised Zoraal Ja had even bothered reaching out to her. She couldn’t help but let her thoughts wander on what exactly he wanted with her. 

True to Zoraal Ja’s teammate's words, he was standing in the exact spot he had told her he would be waiting at. It looked like he had been waiting for quite a while, arms crossed and staring right at her. ‘How did he know I was coming this way?’ 

“Hey! Zoraal Ja! Here I am!” Wuk Lamat shouted, jumping up and down, waving her arms around. As if she wasn’t standing right in front of him. “And right on time–might I add.” 

“Hiiii!” Cherrypit cheered. He wanted to say hi too. 

Zoraal Ja walked closer and looked down, eyeing Cherrypit. “Abababab!” Cherrypit babbled. His white blank eyes reflected Zooral Ja’s reflection back at him. “I thought I said-” 

“Yeah, yeah. Come alone. I heard. But…” Wuk Lamat sighed, shaking her head. It was a little embarrassing to admit after all. “Turns out when you get kidnapped the group you’re traveling with decides together to assign you a bodyguard…”

Zoraal Ja was silent. Staring at Cherrypit and then at Wuk Lamat and then back at Cherrypit again then at the baby leash he was wearing being held by his sister. 

“Hey he’s tougher than he looks okay?!”

Both siblings looked down to see Cherrypit currently chewing on the leash tying him to Wuk Lamat’s side. Cherrypit looked up and smiled, a swab of drool dripping down his mouth onto his shirt. 

None present would have ever guessed Cherrypit currently had a kill count in the triple digits. 

“Right. I need to ask you something.”

Ah so he was just going to cut straight to the point. That was expected. “Abouuuut?” Wuk Lamat had a few guesses about what this was about. “If this is about the rite of succession then you should have asked Koana.” He probably knew more about it then her anyway… 

“No. It’s not.” Zoraal Ja for once looked like he was hesitating, “It’s a question I can only ask you.”

“R-Really?! You’re serious?!” This had to be a hell of a question then if neither of her brothers could answer it. A surge of confidence overtook Wuk Lamat, suddenly she was really pumped up to answer whatever question Zoraal Ja had for her. “Okay then! Let me have it! What’s your question hermano?!”

“The one you’re traveling with. Babycorn. Is she together with anyone?” 

“What.”

Even Cherrypit was confused to hear his sister’s name come up. 

“What kind of question is THAT?!” Of course only she would be able to answer that! Babycorn was on her team, traveling with her. Babycorn hadn’t spent much time with either of her brothers as far as she knew. Then again there was that short amount of time Babycorn talked with Koana. Apparently. 

But still-! “Why are you asking me that?!” What reason would Zoraal Ja have to…

“Oh…Oooooh!!” The dots were coming together. The way that Zoraal Ja had left so quickly after defeating Valigarmanda, how far away he stood from their group, the way he seemed to instantly teleport to the opposite side of the room when Babycorn walked up to him.

“Oooooh my god do you like her??!!!” 

Zoraal Ja let out a grunt that Wuk Lamat knew meant something like ‘Not so loud’ 

Despite this, Wuk Lamat cackled louder than ever. Cherrypit wasn’t sure what was going on but he wanted to laugh too. “Ha! Ha! Ha!” He wiggled his legs around and swayed from side to side. Clearly having the time of his life sitting in the dirt. 

Wuk Lamat took a deep breath, trying to calm down after her fit of laughter. “Well first of all–congrats she’s single.” She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, “Is this because she jumped on you while she looked like that?” What Wuk Lamat was referring to was a form that Babycorn took by complete accident. 

While in this form Babycorn was almost twice her size, a pair of horns on her head and a tail swinging behind her. Not to mention the sharp teeth that Wuk Lamat had personally seen easily tearing a monster apart. 

It was probably best to not mention that to Zoraal Ja right now. Maybe later.

The way Zoraal Ja didn’t bother to look at her was the confirmation she needed. Her brother unfortunately had a crush on one of the worst people he could have gotten. “Sorry but I think you have your work cut out for you.” 

“Explain.” 

Wuk Lamat shrugged, “The second we landed in Tuliyollal someone came up to her and asked her out on a date!” During her tour of the city Wuk Lamat ended up having to cut through areas she knew hardly had any people in it just so they could walk more than five steps without someone stopping Babycorn to offer her flowers and chocolates. “Then they tell me that this happens to her almost everyday! Sorry but you've got a lot of competition out there.” 

As Zoraal Ja considered whether or not it would be a smarter move to violently cut down his apparent competition now or simply give more gifts than them, Wuk Lamat continued to talk.

“Plus there’s Butter too.” He might be the single most threatening person for anyone trying to win Babycorn’s heart.  Even Wuk Lamat could see something going on there. From the way they held hands almost everywhere to Babycorn constantly asking Butter if he was okay. 

“Who? What?”

“You know…?” Wuk Lamat put her hands on her head to imitate a pair of shetona ears. “The shetona boy? The small one? Spiky hair? Always has a smile on his face?” 

None of that was ringing a bell for him. 

“Don’t tell me you haven’t been paying attention to any members of my team?!”

The deafening sound of Zoraal Ja’s silence told Wuk Lamat everything she needed to know. 

“Aw what?!” Her disappointment was immeasurable. “We’re competing with each other! Don’t tell me you’re not even paying attention to the people helping me?!” Was Zoraal Ja even taking her seriously? She expected something like this but somehow it still really stung. 

“The people helping you are of no interest to me.”

Wuk Lamat exchanged a glance with Cherrypit. She turned her back and pointed back at her brother with a look that she hoped he would understand as her saying something like ‘Can you believe this guy Cherry?’ It was probably better if she skipped asking whether this was because Zoraal Ja didn’t see them as a threat in the competition. 

Nonetheless, she didn’t see her brother getting very far in the very real gauntlet of getting a date with Babycorn. 

“Far be it from me to offer romantic advice but maybe you could start by talking to her?” As far as Wuk Lamat could remember her brother and Babycorn had never even exchanged a single word with each other. 

“I did talk to her.”

“Destroying our path and telling us we needed to find another way in Worqor Zormor doesn’t count.” 

Zoraal Ja crossed his arms and looked away again. It counted for him. 

“Besides even if you do count it–that’s only once you’ve talked with her.” All the couples she knew definitely talked more than once. And if Zoraal Ja couldn’t even work up the nerve to talk with Babycorn, then his chance was over before it even started. “Have I mentioned that Butter is also a viper? That’s direct competition.” 

That just seemed to make him madder. Or more determined? Wuk Lamat couldn’t tell the difference lately. Hopefully she hadn’t just put Butter’s life in mortal danger. 

“For the record I am on your side one hundred percent Zoraal Ja!” Having Babycorn as a sister-in-law sounded like the coolest thing ever. “If you want me to put in a good word for you I will! You just need to ask!” Probably after the rite of succession though. 

Wuk Lamat guessed that maybe Babycorn wouldn’t believe her saying those sorts of things while directly competing with her brother. 

“I don’t need you to do that.”

“...Then why even ask for my help?” 

“I just needed you to answer one question. That’s all.”

“Figures.” Wuk Lamat looked down at Cherrypit, still happily sitting down and babbling some made up baby language to himself. He looked up at her and smiled, “Wuka! Wukla!” He wiggled his fingers towards her. It was pretty clear he wanted her to pick him up. 

There was no way Wuk Lamat could stay mad looking at something so cute. She could get mad later though. “Come here then!” She stretched her arms out and let Cherrypit jump into them. Enough time had passed that she was finally getting acclimated to both Starsinger’s weird behavior. 

“You know even if you don’t ask for it–I’ll still help you out.” By now Zoraal Ja had already begun to walk away, only stopping for a second to hear whatever Wuk Lamat had left to say. “I gotta say though it’s a pretty bold move to admit your crush in front of Babycorn’s brother.” 

“What.” 

Zoraal Ja quickly turned around, looking straight at Cherrypit. “Hiii!” Cherrypit could tell he was being stared at. He waved back at Zoraal Ja with both his hands. 

“Did you-Did you not-? Did you not know??” 

Wuk Lamat’s answer came in the form of Zoraal Ja walking away from them faster than he’d been walking before. “Ah-!?” In the blink of an eye he was long gone. Which also gave him a head start to find the next elector. Damn it. 

“You can’t walk away from your problems forever Zoraal Jaaaa!”

[windupnamazu]

smells like sardine spirit!

ffxivwrite2023 #07: noisome having an extremely offensive smell.

Lunya, @hqmillioncorn's Babycorn and Cherrypit, and @perrytheplatyborg's Himbo Hooters. A Realm Reborn, flowrverse (shitpost flavour). 1155wc. ⮞ A little deodorant would go a long way, but I'm not sure you'd remember what that is either.

It was a normal day in the Lavender Beds. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Babycorn Corn was eating mud.

Just last week, «flowr»'s FC hall finally finished construction after a gruelling week of its members running around gathering as much gil as they could. The very last of it came from Lunya, who apparently squeezed an Ul'dahn merchant so dry she came back with not just his gil but the clothes he was wearing that day and the rights to his nextborn child, the contract of which she promptly set on fire. While the house was fully built, what it wasn't was furnished, and with no kitchen to dig through the cupboards of and unwilling to swallow her pride and ask anyone for lunch, Babycorn did what she did best: improvising food.

"Thish mud's pretty tashty," she told her baby brother between mouthfuls of the wet dirt. Cherry babbled a giggle out as he slapped his oversized sleeves to the ground, splashing their midday meal onto his face. "But itsh kinda hot today, ishn't it?"

It was an impressive 32 degrees Celsius, of which the Eorzean equivalent is unknown to me, reader, and remarkably humid. It had rained that morning and left the Shroud quite muggy.

As the siblings alternated between rolling around in the mud and eating it they didn't notice the hulking figure stumbling up the hill towards the cottage, water and mud dripping from his form with each tired step as he searched for sanctuary. As he reached the gate he teetered and fell straight through it and into the middle of Babycorn and Cherrypit's lunch with a huge splash.

"So… hungry…" he moaned into the mud with a horribly deep rumble of his stomach.

Babycorn's pom nearly flew off her head in alarm, kept on her head simply because it was weighed down only by the layer of mud he splashed on her.

"MONSTER?!" she shrieked, diving for Cherry and whisking them both out of their puddle.

Snapping into consciousness, the so-called monster straightened up and looked around in a panic, mud dripping from pearly white fangs. "MONSTER? WHERE?" the monster shouted, only to be hit once more by the sheer heat of the day and how dehydrated and hungry he was. His head hit the mud once more with an exhausted groan.

"Babagaga," Cherry said wisely from the safety of his sister's arms.

"Oh, not a monster?" Babycorn wondered, poking the not-monster with the toe of her boot. "...Do you think it's edible?"

Moments later Lunya rounded the corner carrying a tower of cardboard boxes taller than Vertical Height herself, which she promptly dropped upon seeing Babycorn about to take a bite out of some stinky and unconscious stranger. She started caterwauling, sprinting towards them at an impressive speed for a girl wearing stiletto boots on wet grass for some reason.

"BABYCORN CORN," Lunya howled, shaking a fist in the air, "PUT THAT THING DOWN, YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE IT'S BEEN!"

"Party pooper," muttered Babycorn, blowing her bangs out of her eyes as she dropped the arm of what upon closer look was a sopping wet catman. No, not the Miqo'te kind, but a larger, fuzzier variety.

Lunya came to a screeching stop next to them. The mudcatthing was snoring away, blowing bubbles into the mud in a way that would have been comical if it wasn't ruining some perfectly good food. She grimaced at its filthy appearance and the bizarre smell radiating off him. "What's a Hrothgar doing in our yard? And why does he smell like he dove through a fish market's post-closing garbage processing center?!"

"Beats me," huffed Babycorn, already uninterested since she wasn't allowed to eat the guy.

"He doesn't seem injured," Lunya said contemplatively. "Just… stinky." With a whirl of her pointer finger a hose came flying around the corner of the house followed by bottles of dog shampoo and conditioner. "If he has to lie unconscious in our yard he should at least have the decency to smell nice while doing it."

Babycorn hissed at the hose as it passed by, which Lunya thought was a nice bit of character development from the last time she had to bring the hose out and Babycorn tried to bite it. Setting the nozzle to 'angle', Lunya hit the Hrothgar with a blast of water.

"BWHHHHBWHWHBBRHHBWHWW," the Hrothgar spat, sitting upright in confusion as he was assaulted with each of the settings on Lunya's latest beloved acquisition from the Gridanian garden centre while she looked for the best one.

"Oh, you're alive!" Lunya said cheerily. "Cherry, do you wanna soap him up?"

"Sop, sop!" Cherry agreed. Or maybe he was saying soup. That was a bit more concerning. Either way, he took one of the floating bottles of dog shampoo and handed it to Babycorn, who uncapped it, handed it back to him, and took four steps back. There was no way she was going to get forcibly given a bath today, no sir!

Cherry promptly dumped half the bottle onto the Hrothgar's knee.

"Would you mind getting out of the mud for me?" Lunya asked the Hrothgar, who was only getting increasingly more confused by this bizarre turn of events. "It's kind of making the whole point of this moot."

"Uh, okay?" the Hrothgar said, and he got up and walked over to a clean patch of grass dripping dog shampoo and mud and water with Lunya and Cherrypit following behind.

"So, what's your story?" Lunya asked conversationally as she rinsed him down and revealed he was, in fact, really a Hrothgar. "Got drunk at the Mirror Planks and fell overboard and washed up here? Alcohol abuse is bad, you know. You got a name?"

"Ba!" echoed Cherry.

The Hrothgar stammered. "H… H… Something with an H…Hem… Him…?"

"Bo," Cherry said with a satisfied nod.

"Himbo?" Lunya wrinkled her nose. "Weird name. I mean, I guess we have a Vertical and a B'ig and a Babycorn, so it's not really that weird in the grand scheme of things—"

"My name is not weird!" Babycorn cried, stomping her boot in the mud and splashing more of it up her leg. "Your name is weird!"

"And you're getting a bath next," Lunya threatened, turning and pointing the hose at her. Babycorn screamed.

"I don't, um, really remember anything," 'Himbo' admitted over Babycorn's furious shrieks that no, no, no, you can't clean me! Na na na na na! I hope you trip and slide on a soap bar!!! "Who I am or where I came from or, uh, why I'm being given a bath. I just know that I'm hungry."

"Well, we can fix that last part, at least," said Lunya. "You wouldn't be the first amnesiac we've taken into our fold. How do burgers sound?"

"What's a burger?"

"Lunya," Babycorn gritted out from behind the tree she was now hiding behind, "this is dire."

[cherrypit-art]

Hello hello I'm Cherrypit

Very cool to be here with the intentions of actually being an art page even if this is like the nth platform I've moved to in order to actually post my art.

My old stomping grounds were DeviantArt (bltter-sweet), then Instagram (cherrypit_art), and because they both decided to totally suck over time, I'm here now! I'll probably upload some old stuff in the meantime to flesh the page out

When I posted on Instagram I would use the tag # cherrypit_art, and I plan on doing the same thing here. And like, I'll use other tags too

Want a quick overview? Take a peek at my StrawPage! You'll also be able to see the other platforms I'm on there :)

Things to know about me, if you'd like:

I'm a digital artist

I've been posting my art online for like, nearly 10 years at this point

I like to create lots of original characters

Some for fandom, some entirely original

I consider my art style to be Cartoony

My interests are pretty visible through the stuff I post probably

Like, through fanart and stuff mostly lmao

uh... that might be it for specifics actually idk

All I ask is that you DNI if you have any intentions of interacting with my work for fetish purposes!

(spending lots of time on DeviantArt will take its toll on you...)

let's get crazy deviantart stamps on the tumblr post

[ashleyetc]

Listen/purchase: Woah There Cowgirl, Hold Your Horses by Cherrypit

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