#Chibi Wrap Party

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Roy Mustang OVA 2003 (60) icons

Number of icons: 60

Note: The ovas that I got made these from are from The interactive experience and Chibi Wrap Party. Both are from the 2003 series. Feel free to edit them and use them. Like/Reblog if you plan to save! No credit is necessary but is appreciated!

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HII idk if you’re taking requests rn but like

i’d like to request for the overblot boys + rook and epel’s individual reactions after they all come back from styx and all the overblotting and almost dying and then adeuce comes up and hugs yuu and goes “WE WERE SO WORRIED ALSO HAPPY BELATED (?) BIRTHDAY” and yuu just sits down and cries because they spent their entire birthday at styx almost dying but they didn’t want to reveal that it was their birthday because of all that was going on and they were really happy that someone actually knew and remembered even if it were kinda late

hope you have a nice day 🩷

Context Recap: Everyone’s just gotten back from STYX. The whole school is rattled from the ordeals — overblots, danger, trauma, etc. Emotions are still high. Adeuce rushes in, hugs Yuu, and blurts:

“WE WERE SO WORRIED—ALSO HAPPY BELATED(?) BIRTHDAY!!” Yuu, overwhelmed, finally breaks down crying — because they had spent their entire birthday in STYX and never told anyone, not wanting to make a fuss during such a chaotic time. But someone remembered. Even if late.

Riddle Rosehearts

He freezes. He’s still trying to emotionally process his own actions, and now this? Yuu’s sobs feel like a gut punch. “Y-you didn’t tell anyone?” he whispers, horrified. Riddle feels guilty — as both a friend and a dorm leader. He immediately kneels down beside them, offering a handkerchief with trembling hands. “I promise… you’ll never spend a birthday alone again. Not here. Not at my school.” And yes, he’ll arrange a proper unbirthday party. Immediately.

Leona Kingscholar

“…Tch.” He looks away at first. Emotions aren’t his thing. But Yuu’s tears strike something deep — a sharp, unpleasant familiarity. He slowly walks over, tosses his jacket over their shoulders. “Don’t cry, herbivore. You’ll get wrinkles.” …That’s his way of saying he cares. Later that day, there’s a mysterious delivery on Yuu’s bed: imported snacks, a handmade card from Epel, and one of Leona’s favorite pillows.

Azul Ashengrotto

He feels sick with guilt. Yuu’s birthday. The very day. And he’d been… a monster. He walks over carefully, composed but clearly shaken. “I… I didn’t know. If I had—” He swallows. “No excuse. Please accept my apology.” Azul gives them a formal bow (very dramatic) and then immediately offers a birthday coupon booklet from the Lounge: “Free meals, drinks, desserts. Valid indefinitely. And… if there’s anything I can do to make up for it…” He means it. Every word.

Jamil Viper

He stiffens. Because deep down, he knows what it’s like — to be forgotten on your birthday. And now he’s watching it happen to someone who helped save him. Quietly, he slips beside Yuu and offers them a wrapped date-filled pastry. “It’s warm,” he says. “Fresh.” He doesn’t say sorry. He just sits with them in silence, offering quiet company. Later, he starts quietly planning a party. Nothing flashy. Just something to say: “You're not alone anymore.”

Vil Schoenheit

His expression falters. He was prepared to keep things composed — poised. But hearing that? That someone as important as Yuu spent their birthday in tears and shadows? Unacceptable. Vil kneels before them, brushing away their tears like a stagehand smoothing makeup. “No one deserves that. Especially not you.” He texts Rook immediately: ‘We’re throwing a surprise soirée. Tonight.’ He’ll glam them up. Pamper them. Let them shine. “Because a star like you should never go uncelebrated.”

Idia Shroud

He short circuits. “B-birthday?? YOU—wait, WHAT?? W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WAS DURING STYX???” Cue panic mode. The tablet screen flips. The Ortho hologram stutters. He disappears… …only to send a cascade of frantic messages 20 minutes later.

“sorry i was being weird lol” “pls don’t cry i will literally code u a birthday game rn” “also…hbd…🧁🥺” You’ll find a digital chibi cake on your phone later. It sings a wonky birthday song Idia composed himself. And if you thank him? He explodes into pink flames.

Malleus Draconia

He’s absolutely crushed. His face darkens, the air grows heavy. “You… did not tell me it was your birthday,” he says softly. But then he notices your tears. And everything else fades. He kneels beside you, gently cupping your face. “Cry as much as you need. I shall not leave your side.” He raises his hand, conjures green fireflies, and softly says, “May your next birthday be bathed in starlight and surrounded by love. This I vow.” Expect ancient fae-style birthday blessings for years to come.

Rook Hunt

Rook gasps—genuinely heartbroken. “Oh, Trickster…! Quelle tragédie! To suffer so bravely and in silence…” He immediately pulls Yuu into a soft, protective hug, whispering comfort in poetic French. He kisses their forehead (dramatically) and vows: “Your next fête will rival the Masquerade of Roses in beauty and grandeur!” And he means it. That very night, Rook sets up a candle-lit celebration with homemade cake, handpicked wildflowers, and a handwritten ode titled: “Larmes d’un Héros.”

Epel Felmier

“…Wait… hold up. You were at STYX on your birthday??” He’s quiet for a second. Then: “…That sucks.” He sits next to Yuu and gently bumps their shoulder. “Next time, you better tell me. I’ll raise hell if anyone messes with your day again.” Epel reaches into his bag and shyly offers a candy apple, wrapped in crinkly foil. “It ain’t much, but…” he mumbles. Epel doesn’t like seeing people cry. Especially someone he looks up to. So he promises: “We’ll do it proper next year. Pinky swear.”

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@enstars-selfship-event thanks mods r and m! stay strong!

Rating: 16+ for implied/referenced sex and light horror.

Genre: Supernatural, Black Comedy

Ship: Snakesling (Ibara Saegusa x Milton Pelage)

Notes & Warnings: Future AU (Ibara is 28). Thank you to my fellow Mod Apple for the consultation on Indonesian superstitions! Zeta is its super cool looking sona, please look out for the eldritch skrimbly on our blog!

What is Snakesling?

Ibara is 28 and Cospro President. Eden has gone solo for profit maximisation. He deals with that by letting loose at his new resort, Limbus Tropicae, and my sona Milton is unfortunately(?) the bartender. Read my yume intro to find out more about my setting!

Summary

Ibara has to personally represent Cosmic Productions at Startech Asia, the Met Gala of idol agencies. Each agency makes their name at the convention by a new prototype to revolutionise the entertainment world - and so far, the walking AI-assisted lifelike nuis of himself have been falling flat. 

Milton’s just added ‘spirit shaman in training’ to his CV, and is convinced he can add a little something special to the circuitry…

Part 2

“Jelangkung, Jelangsat…”

Even the flame of the lighter had begun to shrink at the sound of these words. With no moon in the sky, it only cast a dinner-plate sized glow over all three of their faces.

Betraying logic, Ibara began to count. He needed to make sure they were really alone.

“Di sini ada pesta…”

We have a party here,

Milton. Leaning into the flickering light, absorbed like a ten-year old child.

“Pesta kecil-kecilan…”

A small party.

Himself. Shaken from sleep, an even ghastlier presence than the crooked trees against the full moon.

“Jelangkung, Jelangsat…”

The Shaman, chanting, eyes like a fish behind that monochrome mess of hair…

“Datang tak dijemput…”

Come uninvited

…And of course, the doll.

The industry-standard chibi of cheap fabrics and flimsy seams. They were stretched to their limit on a crucifix of sticks in some simulation of a medieval punishment, a deeply uncomfortable sight considering it bore his face.

It knew he was responsible for its plight. That empty, coquettish stare made Ibara feel like he was the human counterpart that robbed him of a worthy existence.

“Pulang tak diantar.”

Go undelivered.

The sticks snapped as hard as the doll’s neck. 

“Pelage, watch out! Pelage – !!”

“...That all it’s supposed to do?”

The toy waddled across the mattress on its stumpy little legs. Barely half the length of an index finger, they struggled to keep its fully stuffed balloon of a head upright. Given the thing already moved like it was made of solid iron, this caused it to sway harder than a vagrant leaving a pub at one in the morning.

A slew of muffled, enthusiastic Japanese greetings left from somewhere in the factory-made mess. It then slammed itself repeatedly against his arm.

“It’s a work in progress.” Ibara sighed pointedly, covering the blanket over his bare chest.

“Dude, I’m gonna be real with you, a Tickle-Me-Elmo’s got more personality than this thing.” Milton winced and grabbed the nui by its swollen head, then sent it on its way to beat its outstretched arms on Ibara’s leg. “Oh man, look! The AI inside’s gaining sentience! ‘You fiend! Release me from this cuddly, marketable prison! Key-rey, or whatever!’ ”

Ibara clenched his jaw and switched it off. He held it by the scruff of its neck and inspected it with disdain, leaning it just very slightly over the basket with the Japan Post wrapping it came in. “Why does everything bad happen when I’m not around? Someone’s getting fired for this.”

“Woah, woah woah! We don’t need to go that far!” Milton yanked the nui out from his hands and set it towards the sunlight. “You said the sensors need some visual stimulation for the neural network to learn, right?”

“What do you think you’re –”

Milton opened the sliding glass doors to the verandah.

Once hit with the full force of the afternoon blaze, pinprick-sized lenses whirred to life. The Ibara nui turned towards its handlers in a slow, mysteriously lifelike capacity. Through the moefied façade of its embroidered face, a tinge of pensiveness, or even longing. 

“Go forth, Temu Tactician! Be free!” To the sound of Milton’s frat-loud cheering, one wiggle of its stub-leg became a leap, then a classic military goose-step that had Ibara take his reading glasses off. Not looking back at its cradle of packaging peanuts, it embarked forward on a journey of discovery - straight into the bottom of the nearby pool.

Milton blinked, and the real Ibara was gone too.

“This is the last time you lay a single finger on my prototypes, Pelage!” The President of Cosmic Productions nearly kicked the door off its hinges, his kitten-patterned boxers fully drenched and smelling of chlorine. The nui convulsed in his arms. 

“Huh, wha -” Milton protested, shocked himself by the sight of life leaving the doll’s eyes. Ibara was fuming with the grief of a mother for her child, and he didn’t know how much of his skin would be left on his body if he laughed. “Sorry, I was only trying to -”

“To bankrupt me next quarter, of course! What else!?” 

“I can fix -”

“Oh, do you plan to miraculously fix not just the circuitry, but overhaul the entire product by this weekend?” Ibara let Milton reach for the toy, then rolled his eyes and flinged it into the trash. “Be my guest. Considering your track record with the mechanics of the toilet seat, I have nothing but my utmost faith in you!”

“A toilet’s a toilet!” Milton huffed and fell back onto the bed. “It only needs ONE button, and that’s the flush!”

Ibara squeezed the bridge of his nose. A groan burst from his lungs.

“R&D busted their asses for this. If this doesn’t bring in any profit after Startech, people will lose their jobs. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a Zoom call.”

The moment the door to the bedroom snapped shut, Milton dove for the nui. The waterlogged bundle of squashed fabric latched onto his hand while the rest of its body floundered about. Through the static, he could barely make out its barking of the same fifteen-second voice reel. 

To think that in this recession, a living person was soon going to be in the same state. Thrown aside with mild indifference despite all their efforts. He had heard enough from acquaintances-of-friends-of-colleagues in their tight resort community to know that in terms of work, Ibara and sentiment were oil and water. His ruthless efficiency and chronic tendency to sabotage were the tall tales told between shifts, until they became ingrained in Limbus Tropicae’s own peculiar mythology. 

However diluted this aspect of Ibara had become since his Shuetsu days – now a thin veneer of sarcasm and drunken disrespect – the parrot wasn’t going to stay quietly on his shoulder.

He flipped open his laptop, a heaving beast of burden of a Macbook smothered in stickers from college clubs, and began to search: “Startech”.

“The biggest entertainment technology convention in Asia, organised by Ensemble Square.” Milton whispered to himself. “Held at the Marina Bay Sands Financial Centre in Singapore - lame, all concrete and no cool stuff… 21st to 22nd of June!?”

Needing it on the weekend wasn’t just another figment of Ibara’s usual paranoia, after all.

Milton picked the nui up from the bedside table and held it up to the sun. It sagged between his fingers.

“By God, Temu Tactician, we are going to save those salarymen!” With a determined ‘hmph’, he folded its arm into a salute, spilling a few drops of pool water onto the blanket.

Ibara sucked in a breath. The dumbbell ghosted his training shoes. Keeping his head high, he ground his heels into the gym mat and locked both his fists around the iron bar.

“Knew I’d find you here, Goose!”

“You do realise they’re called shifts because they end, right?” Came Milton’s reply. “How long’ve you been here, anyway?”

The sound of a hundred kilograms falling a hair’s length from his toes elicited a furious yowl. He hopped back a pace, keeping his eyes facing forward and hissing at the voice behind him.

“You! What are you doing here!? Don’t you have a shift to perform!?”

Ibara darted to the clock: it was already two in the morning. If he hadn’t paused to check, it might as well have been two in the afternoon. No matter; he’d been twisting himself into knots all day with emergency meetings that any time not tossing in bed was time well spent.

“All night. I’ve been here all night, thinking about the mess you’ve…”

His head snapped behind him. The shaggy half-pint peered up from the rowing machine with dark eyes and a painted smile. Replacing his beach shirts and board shorts – a sorry excuse for a uniform – was a fine silken shirt and sarong adorned with gnarled bone jewelry.

Milton reached for Ibara, who had frozen still, and took his hand into his own. Smears on his palms glimmered a deep red and seemed to pour from his very flesh.

“I fixed it.’

Half the gym lights shut, leaving them in near-total darkness.

“...Elaborate?” Ibara recoiled. 

“I mean. I fixed it. Dude.” Milton drew out every word into a monotone. Smoke emerged with each whisper, coiling up and around him and blanketed the entire gym floor.

“Figured it out. Gonna take something out...”

 Ibara shuddered.

“And put someone in.”

“What the hell is going on!? What have you done to yourself!” Ibara kicked away the smoke and banged his fist against the wall. “Stop this shit now, or I’ll - ”

The lights came back on. It was Milton’s turn to freeze, caught with his lips puckering at the spout of an orange cartridge. The plastic case was adorned with slices of mangos and tangerines. Cute sea turtles swam around Turta’ Tango in wavy bubble text.

“...Are you kidding me?”

“It’s a work in progress. I can’t make the smoke ring with my mouth yet.” Milton shrugged and started scratching at the smears on his palms, which Ibara could now see were crude drawings of genitalia at various sizes. “Ugh, permanent marker sucks. I’m never letting Zeta draw on me ever again.”

Ibara still looked as if he’d been struck from the back with a hammer. His dark-circled eyes flared at the cartridge. It was no bigger than one of the highlighters he’d kept in his stationery drawer: on those late nights before big deadlines, that made them easier to disguise.

“It’s all local. Made from the spring behind the resort. What, you want a hit, or?”

“I don’t have time for this.”

Ibara flipped his towel over his head and spun sharply towards the showers. But before he could catastrophize about the inevitable press conference to explain the falling share prices, Milton ensnared his wrist around his arm.

And that’s where he found himself bounding past the doors of the gym into the damp wilderness of the jungle, until the sound of chattering guests petered out to the wild rush of waterfalls and the buzzing of mosquitoes. Despite every attempt to free himself or shake Milton out of his trance, he could only watch helplessly as civilisation floated further and further away. 

“Pelage, I am going to kill you with - What. The Fuck.”

The grotto of dead bushes wrapped themselves above and around his feet. He trudged through the leaf litter towards the only things he could see.

A lighter. A face. And something strung up next to a red marker and a sheet of paper, small and shrivelled and looking straight at him.

“Man, this is gonna be the best summer ever!” With Milton’s cheering, bats scattered into the sky. He took out his own lighter and began gesturing around.

“Zeta, Goose. Goose, Zeta.” 

Ibara had expected someone else entirely from the nature of the doodles on Milton. Instead, the face stepped into the moonlight and emerged a towering gentleman; or at least something in the image of one. 

His sarong of strange, tentacle-like patterns coiled around his waist. The entity’s limbs moved as though inflicted with late-stage rigor mortis, and the bleached layers of black hair didn’t exactly help with that impression. Below his porcelain expression was a chest that did not seem to rise and fall. 

Fixed on something far behind Ibara in the distance, he managed a curt bow. Milton tossed the vape over, and after catching without looking, took a slow puff. 

“This one wishes to trifle with the spirits?”

“Spirits!?” Ibara shrieked mid-bow, retching at the smoke. Milton covered his mouth.

“We SO do. After this I pass Shaman 101, right?”

“To qualify as a dukun, Milton,” Zeta shook his head, sitting back down and spinning the marker with intrigue. “You simply… survive.”

Ibara shook Milton off and barked down at him. “You were summoning ghosts behind my back!?”

“Since when did you believe? You need like, three peer-reviewed articles to accept any advice I give you.” The parrot shot back. “You’re cooked for Startech. Your team’s still banging rocks together trying to discover fire. You want it to move? We can make it do so much more. Goose, Temu Tactician.”

He pointed to the mysterious effigy they stood in a triangle around. When the clouds cleared and the moon shone through, Ibara nearly threw up. 

“We’re going to die.”

Caked in soil and leaf litter, the nui was crucified on two pieces of damp wood. A white cloth, strangely pristine, was wrapped around its mutilated body. At first it seemed tied to the wood for support, but on closer inspection, it was tied through it. The sharpened tip pierced through the top of its head, its wiry brain matter spilling out.

“Oh, come on. We’re doo-koons, not Build-A-Bear staff.” 

With a heavy groan of defeat, Ibara sat down. 

This wasn’t exactly his first rodeo. That demon of an instructor took sadistic joy in telling ghost stories. He’d then steal his night vision gear, making Ibara chase him into the forests to get it back. One misstep and he’d jump from the bushes, pinning him to the ground with a force he felt while dreaming and awake. 

He’d only find out it was Instructor through breakroom banter 10 years later. But it didn’t matter; just thinking about the experience kept the fear boiling in his blood.

“If this fails, Milton,” As per Zeta’s instructions, he stood on one side of the doll and held it. Milton stood on the other and did the same. “I hope it gets to you first.”

“Shh! It’s starting.”

The monochrome man began to chant.

“Jelangkung, Jelangsat…”

Even the flame of the lighter had begun to shrink at the sound of these words. With no moon in the sky, it only cast a dinner-plate sized glow over all three of their faces.

Betraying logic, Ibara began to count. He needed to make sure they were really alone.

“Di sini ada pesta…”

We have a party here,

Milton, absorbed like a ten-year old child.

“Pesta kecil-kecilan…”

A small party.

Himself, now sleepless.

“Jelangkung, Jelangsat…”

Zeta. Chanting, eyes like a fish…

“Datang tak dijemput…”

Come uninvited

…And of course, the doll.

It knew he was responsible for its plight. 

“Pulang tak diantar.”

Go undelivered.

The sticks snapped as hard as the doll’s neck. 

“Pelage, watch out! Pelage – !!”

The lighters went out, leaving them at the mercy of the eerie blue-gray mist that spread around them. The doll fell forwards and crushed Ibara’s fingers with the force of what felt like that hundred-kilogram dumbbell. He screamed. 

“Zeta!” Milton’s head snapped to his teacher. “What do we -”

“We embrace it. When we embrace it, we do not feel pain.” The dukun simply crossed his legs and closed his eyes. Another crack resounded in the grotto. A tree branch fell from above, pummelling his chest straight into the ground.

“Zeta! Shit!” 

Not a sound from him. After barely managing to lift Ibara’s fingers out from under the nui, which writhed on the ground with a force that tested the limits of its felt body, the apprentice dukun whipped out his phone.

“Milton!” Ibara shouted. “It’s all up to you - Oh, are you fucking serious!?”

“They know everything on there, okay!?” Milton frantically scrolled through a saved Reddit page on his phone. “Now shut up! Jelangkung jelangsat, disini ana pesta, peca kecil-kecilan, jelangkung jelangsat, datang tidak diundar, pergi tidak diantar!”

From being impossible to lift, the doll grew lighter. And lighter. Until it wiggled its limbs free from Milton’s and Ibara’s fingers, scrambling like a horse learning to walk. 

Then, it stood on two legs and saluted - with broken and rustling mechanics, poking like broken bones through the stitching. 

“敬礼～✰ この 「七種茨」を召還してくれて有難うございました！” Salute! I thank you sincerely for summoning this ‘Saegusa Ibara’ !

Ibara’s own voice was talking back to him - a little older-sounding and strained, but a near-perfect impression. It wasn’t playing through the voicebox. Not even from inside the nui, but from everywhere around them.

Milton gulped. Looks like they wouldn’t need the pen and paper anymore. 

“Uh. Last I checked, we’re in Indonesia. How is it -”

“Your pronunciation must’ve been so bad, the spirit world thought it was Japanese.” Ibara chuckled, then patted him on the back like all he’d done to save their life was just a run down to the market. “Anyway, good job. Your work is done here.”

Ibara then turned to the nui.

“Spirit!” The viper commanded in Japanese. “I, Saegusa Ibara, have returned you to the realm of the living. I present to you a contract: perform according to my instructions and entertain my guests. Then, as one of the wealthiest men in Japan, I will grant you anything you desire!”

He spread his arms out in front of the nui for emphasis. But with the doll no taller than three apples, Ibara was looking down. Rather than a grandiose speech, it seemed more like he was about to give it a big hug.

The nui responded with a slow, contemplative nod.

“Very well. I accept.” It hopped into Milton’s arms and switched to a refined English. “You, secretary. Bring me a warm bath, a fresh hakama and a bottle of Reikyo Absolute 0.”

“We only have one in our cabinet! And I’m not -”

“Yes, my secretary will do so immediately.” Ibara glared at Milton, smiling through gritted teeth as he picked up the unconscious shaman. “Quickly, now. We have some product evaluation to do~✰”

Hello! This is Mod Serpent. Day 7 took way longer and way more words than expected, but it was so worth it! I thought that with all the cute stuff coming out of the Nui prompt, I'd dare to be different. If you made it all the way down here, thanks for reading! Here's Part 2 for your convenience. I promise things will only get better for our two heroes :)

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Trails in the Sky 1st Chapter ‘Bracer Supply Box’ premium collector’s set announced - Gematsu

United Kingdom-based boutique merchandise studio Pin Box will release an officially licensed Trails in the Sky 1st Chapter “Bracer Supply Box” this fall for £199.99 with free worldwide shipping, the company announced. Open pre-orders are available from today until May 29. Only a single production run is planned, with no reprints.

The “Bracer Supply Box” includes the following items:

-Die-Cast Orbment Replica (4 in / 100 mm) – A zinc-alloy reproduction of the Liberl battle orbment, antique-silver plated and hand-washed to reveal every gear and conduit. The magnet-held faceplate lifts away to expose a sculpted rotor core, while six magnetized sockets accept the included quartz set for custom arts load-outs.

-Magnetic Quartz Set (14 pieces) – Two of each elemental type (seven total) cast in metal and color-finished, supplied in a flip-open case with magnetic base to keep every core perfectly aligned until deployed in the orbment.

-Estelle Bright Shoulder Bag (10.5 × 8 × 3 in) – Crafted from saddle-tan PU leather with stitched strap overlays, brushed-metal corner guards and belt loops for backpack carry. It includes an internal zip pocket; and an adjustable shoulder strap.

-Junior Bracer Notebook (A5 / 9 in tall) – Full-grain leather cover debossed with the Bracer Guild crest and “Rolent”. Six-ring mechanism accepts standard A5 refills for mission notes and field reports.

-Hard-Enamel Pin Trio (1.75 in each) – Each ships in a character art clamshell with acrylic centring insert.

Estelle Bright – Pivot-mounted spinning staff (Pin Box first).

Joshua Bright – Chibi twin-dirk stance (nickel finish).

Junior Bracer Emblem – Ultra-detailed 1:1 Emblem.

-Metal Miniature Key-Chains (3.5 in each) – Both presented in flip-open clamshells with custom artwork.

Joshua’s Dirk – Antiqued-nickel die-cast.

Agate‘s Broadsword – Slotted-spine die-cast metal.

-Liberl Map Canvas Print (12 × 8 in) – Archival giclée on matte artist canvas for razor-sharp detail and decades-long color -stability.

-3-D Cast-Acrylic Diorama (8.5 in tall) – Optical-grade cast acrylic panels slot into a 5 mm base, creating a self-standing scene of Estelle, Joshua and the Liberl skyline.

-Character Art Print Set (8 cards) – Archival matte stock, pigment-rich giclée prints of eight key party members.

-Presentation Chest – Tiered rigid-board box (33 x 26 x 17 cm) wrapped in full-color CMYK art, with magnetic flip-top lid and precision foam cavities plus two board-sleeve drawers for secure, display-ready storage.

Key Points

Official license – produced in partnership with Nihon Falcom.

All-metal centerpieces – die-cast orbment, magnetic quartz, premium key-chains.

Cosplay-ready bag and notebook – functional props, not just display pieces.

Archival prints – gallery-grade canvas and art cards.

Free worldwide tracked shipping included in the price.

It should be noted that this is a merchandise-only set, and does not include the Trails in the Sky 1st Chapter game.

Trails in the Sky 1st Chapter is due out for PlayStation 5, Switch, and PC via Steam this fall worldwide.

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*Slides in* so. You asked for something. (I have a female reader in mind, feel free to do write however you want.)

Imagine for whatever reason, Tav/Durge/reader is turned tiny- a chibi version of her, if you will.

How would the party carry you around? What would she wear? What if they engage in a fight? What if we include Gortash in this

I suppose Gale would put her inside a floating resilience sphere (with Boo for her protection, of course.)

Imagine trying to wrap a piece of cloth around yourself for cover; huffing and puffing due to all the effort it takes and suddenly someone Astarion pinches pinches those smol, mochi buttcheeks.

Or pushing ink, paper, books and other things around on the desk as Enver writes down his plans for leading the world to a catastrophe.

Shadowheart is not above forcing her to do a fashion show with whatever she uses as dress and clothing on her.

I'm sorry this is basically brain vomit. Doesn't stop me from sending other shit in the future tho

Sorry for the wait, I’ve been really busy this week because my husband and I are expecting to have twins really soon so I haven’t really been writing a whole lot and most of my asks are either queued or in my drafts. This was made like last minute so I hope it’s alright lol

Pairing: Fem!Durge!Tav x party (with Astarion as a love interest, I’m assuming?) ft. Gortash Genre: fluff Summary: ⬆️ Warnings: sexual themes/references to sex.

Basic Headcanons:

If Tav was tiny, I would believe that everyone has a different way to carry her.

Gale would keep her in the pocket of his robes.

Karlach and Wyll would probably carry her on their heads and just let her hold on to their horns if she needs to.

Lae’zel, Shadowheart, Minthara, Jaheira and Astarion would probably just carry her on their shoulders.

The animals, such as the owlbear cub, Scratch, and maybe even Halsin would just let her ride of either their backs or their heads.

Assuming that she’s no smaller than a hamster, Minsc and Boo would probably just let her chill in Boo’s little hamster ball until she’s needed in combat.

If we include Gortash in this, I feel like he’d just be fighting everyone over Tav all the time considering their past relationship. I mean, he’d probably love to have a pocket-sized ex, honestly. He’d just carry her around everywhere and never have to worry about anyone taking her because she’s buried and well-hidden in his pocket.

But assuming that her love interest is Astarion, it’s always an ongoing battle between her current lover and her ex-lover. She’s always being passed around between the two and fought over.

Gale likes to put her and boo inside of a floating resilience sphere and just carry her around like that.

Despite being small, she’s still pretty powerful in combat. Especially being the Dark Urge. Don’t let her looks fool you, because she’s equally as aggressive as she used to be when she was bigger.

An actual story now

Being small wasn’t the easiest. It was fun sometimes, but never easy. Especially when it comes to clothing and getting certain people’s attention.

Usually Tav’s party is able to loot the armor and clothing from their enemies after a battle, which Astarion and Shadowheart cut up and use to make armor and clothing that are small enough fit her. But there are some days where she has to figure it out herself and wrap scraps of fur, wool, or fabric around herself. But that doesn’t ever work because every time she tries to cover herself up, Astarion always ends up ripping it off, being the mildly perverted lover he is.

Of course, they can’t have sex anymore because of how small she is now, but that doesn’t mean he can’t admire her tiny little body. Right?

It was very rare for her to make DIY clothing, however, because Shadowheart was always coming up with something to dress her up in, with the help of Astarion. She’d often make Tav do little fashion shows for the clothing she and astarion made for Tav.

But when Tav isn’t with her friends, she’s usually off trying to annoy her ex-boyfriend or feeding her urges. Which is almost equally as frustrating as trying to cover herself up without having Astarion destroy everything.

She usually finds a way to climb on top of Enver’s desk. But it doesn’t usually do anything because he’s always hyper focused on terrorizing the world. She usually has to shove everything off of his desk for him to notice she’s there. But when he does notice her, she’s never able to annoy him like she wanted to. Instead he ends up being the annoying one.

[the-catmans-offical-2]

Uh, I made one of these tier things to try and organize my thoughts on characters. Gonna probably make another post to explain my feelings on each individual character but here's the basics:

Wrath, Ed, and Al are all in the top tier because of their relationship with one another - and because Al is a great character and I will throw up.

Scar, Rosè, Gluttony, 48, Winry, and Lust are all in the same tier because I love them; They're technically still in the top/first tier, but this secondary tier is to say, "yeah, I love these guys too! But my understanding of their characters are basic level and while I did pay attention to them in the series - I was admittedly much more focused on Wrath." I would put Lust up higher (because of her correlation with Wrath) but it feels wrong to seperate her from Scar.

The third tier is the beginning of the neutral tier, they're simply ranked up higher because I love their designs or their personalities popped out to me. (Sig is ranked up so high because they could never make me hate him, and it wasn't his fault what Izumi did to Wrath.)

Neutral feelings tier sounds just like it says, I feel neutral about these characters. Or they're cool but they didn't catch my eye well enough (Dante and Envy are the acception to this, as well as the rejected Ishbalan (I forgot the proper English term), as they're extremely cool but (in terms of Dante and Envy) they did shit I wasn't fond of so I don't put them higher or lower. (The rejected Ishbalan is there because we didn't get to learn more about him, but I genuinely wanna know more about him!)

I hate everyone in the I HATE YOU category, but I feel conflicted in some way or another in terms of their character - the only acception is Elicia and Elkhart. Elkhart for being a villian I could barely wrap my head around ; And Elicia BECAUSE SHE GOT MORE SCREENTIME IN CHIBI PARTY THAN WRATH AND IM VERY PISSED OFF ABOUT IT!!!

Th who are you tier is just for characters that I wish had more screentime but at the same time I'm not very focused on it. (Yes, I do know who they are, I only called the category that for the sake of it.)

Animals. Self explainitory. There's mostly dogs and pigs here... I wish there was more cats! ( ´∀`)

Yes, a lot of my opinions are Wrath based - such as how characters may interact with him and whatnot. Yes, I know that's probably a weird way to sort characters around based on my opinion of them. However, that's the easiest way, or one of the easiest ways, for me to sort these characters based on my preference!

[februaryfangfest]

Each week in the run-up to February Fangfest, we’ll be spotlighting different sub-pairings/groups within the Fanged Four, because your works (and our love) can be for those individual relationships too! We’ll be sharing some fic and art that we adore which depict them, and hope you’ll enjoy and go shower the creators in comments and kudos/likes!! And oh, hey, if it serves as propaganda for you to go create your own things? Win-win.

This week’s Spotlight is on Spangel. Mentor and student, rivals, friends, enemies, family, lovers, they’ve been it all. Sometimes all at the same time, let nobody say these vamps can’t multitask. They rile each other up like nobody else, but also come to offer each other solace, trust, and true understanding. From the two worst vampires in recorded history, to the only two souled vampires in known existence - these boys will always find themselves drawn together with their blood screaming.

In this post, we'll be sharing the delightful Spangel works from 2024's February Fangfest and Fanged Four Family Bingo. Enjoy! And don't forget to leave a comment and kudos :D

Fanart

Title: Beefcake Artist: Mamabewear Rating: Mature (Peacocking, Bloody Great Pin-Up) Medium: Pencil Drawing Summary: A naughty, ‘cheeky’ Spangel Valentine! With love, from Angelus and William the Bloody.♥️

Title: Wrapped Up Artist: genericaces Rating: Mature (Flagrant Puns, Ribbon Bondage, No Nudity, Happy Chestmas) Medium: Digital Art Summary: Angel and Spike get tied up for Valentine's Day.

Title: Tease Artist: QueennHalloweenn Rating: Explicit (Sex, Brazen Cheekiness, Hearts and Fluff) Medium: Digital Art Summary: While the girls have their Valentines fun, so do the boys 😘

Title: Chibi Champions Artist: Girlpire Rating: General Audiences (Fluff + Chocolate + Popcorn, Netflix and Cuddle, Chibipires) Medium: Digital Art Summary: For Valentine's Day, Angel and Spike decide to stay in and watch a holiday-themed horror movie together. It's called Valentine. Spike can't help noticing a certain resemblance between Angel and one of the characters, but he's definitely not going to be the one who brings it up. Angel is patiently waiting for him to bring it up.

Title: For a Good Time Artist: Girlpire Rating: Explicit (Glory Hole, Misuse of Duct Tape, Hello Salty Goodness) Medium: Digital Art Summary: This is the dirtiest thing [Girlpire's] ever drawn. :D

Fanfiction

Title: Transmogrification Author: MamaBewear Rating: Teen+ (Candy Floss Levels of Fluff, Vampires Are Basically Cats, One Vampire is a Literal Cat, Idiots In Love, Animal Transformation) Length: 7,576 words Setting: Angel: the Series Season 5 Summary: Things are changing for our two heroes in more ways than one. Fred accidentally changes Angel into a cat, leading to some big changes in the fang boys’ relationship.

Title: Spangel Time Author: MamaBewear Rating: Mature (Puppets, Fluff, Literal Fluff, Banter as a Love Language, Idiots in Love) Length: Series of 5 works, totalling 8,183 words Setting: Angel: the Series Season 5 Summary: The slightly smutty, completely comedic adventures of Spike and Puppet Angel!

Title: Swallowed Whole Author: SomeKindOfADeviant Rating: Mature (Sensory Deprivation, BDSM, Fledgeling Training) Length: 1, 768 words Setting: Victorian Summary: A spot of fledgling tuition. This is a practical exam, of course, isn't it always?

Title: Dressing Down Author: Vampbrat Rating: Explicit (Ageplay, Brat Taming, Dubcon, Lavish Uniform Kink) Length: 1,426 words Setting: Victorian Summary: William the Bloody takes his forfeit for losing at cards: a new wardrobe, fit for his new role in his new family.

Title: Pretty Like A Knife Author: Vampbrat Rating: Explicit (Praise Kink, Sparring, Playfighting, Fluff and Smut) Length: 1,040 words Setting: Unclear Summary: Angel caresses and strokes Spike in the aftermath of a sparring session, lavishing him with praise.

Title: Party Favor Author: Girlpire Rating: Explicit (Accidental Stimulation, Magic Sex Toy, Flagrant Violation of Water Wigglers) Length: 1,989 words Setting: Angel:the Series Season 5 Summary: Spike casts a sexy spell for solo purposes, but it doesn't go exactly as he planned. Relatedly, Angel finds something relaxing to do with his hands. Or: Angel unwittingly plays with a fidget toy that has an intimate connection to Spike's body.

Title: Bury My Heart in the Valley of Your Affection Author: QueennHalloweenn Rating: Explicit (Minor Angel/Nina and Spike/Various, Spike/Bad Decisions, Idiots In Love, Angst and Hopeless Romantics) Length: 19,701 words Setting: Post-Series Summary: Angel asked him to stay. That meant something, right? Obviously, that means they're in love, right? Valentine's is the worst time to get your heart broken.

Title: Curses Author: Harlow Rating: Explicit (Tentacles, Crack Treated Seriously) Length: 1,989 words Setting: Post-Series Summary: Spike gets cursed by a witch, and ends up with a brand new "package". Oops.

Title: I Called Him Mine Author: Harlow Rating: Explicit (Exhibitionism, Workplace HR Violations, Snark) Length: 487 words Setting: Angel: the Series Season 5 Summary: Spike gives Angel a blow job, but that's not the only surprise Angel is in for.

Title: Melon Author: Harlow Rating: Explicit (Shameless Misuse of Fruit) Length: 1,989 words Setting: Angel the Series Season 5 Summary: Spike and Angel play with their food. And make a mess in the process.

Title: Togetherness Author: Harlow Rating: Mature (Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Purring, Mockery of Sci-Fi Romance Novels) Length: 1,605 words Setting: Post-Series Summary: Angel gets hurt fighting a demon on Valentine's day. His boyfriend, Spike, wants to kiss it all better.

[azuhra]

All Might's Birthday Bash

A series of prompts for June 1st through June 10th - All Might's Birthday. This birthday bash was created by @dogwaterdish and you can find the original post and list here.

I took these prompts and used them to create a 10 part story. Not 10 chapters, these are pretty short, but one cohesive story. Toshinori POV, multiple, if brief, other character appearances. Gen fic. I'll post a part a day for the next 2 days. Happy Birthday, sunflower man!

The Unwanted Party by Azuhra

Day Eight: Cake

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The pink haired villain picked up the cards and tossed them all back in the box and put the lid back on it when she was done. From the backpack she had left in the room, she pulled out a colorful table cloth and pulled it over the box. “I had to special order the next party favor. And it should be ready now! Also late enough that I can break in and get it, too!”

Toshinori tried what he knew wouldn’t work, but made the effort anyway. “You could, I don’t know, go in and pay for it instead? I’m very fond of birthday gifts that have been purchased and not stolen.”

The Party Basher laughed. “I bought all of the All Might merchandise because I know so much of the profits go to charity. Which is super cool, you know? I love it! Flower lady and these other people are not donating to charities. So I’m free to steal those all I please!”

The retired hero didn’t know if he should be horrified or impressed by this woman’s wildly rotating moral compass. “I’m very sure the local police force would disagree with that.”

She waved him off with a smile. “Not like that’s anything new. Anyway, its late, this place is closed. I have to break in for the next party step. No choice! So I’ll leave you two to keep watching the Silver Age Special and I will be back!”

This time she picked up her now empty backpack and blew an air kiss back at her party guests before she left the room. Toshinori shifted uncomfortably on the hard ground, his backside and thighs had long since gone flat and numb. He looked to Midoriya as his student squirmed himself into a different position much the same way. “If you and I ever do an extended movie marathon again, I vote for Lord of the Rings.”

Izuku’s muffled, “Mmmn?” wasn’t terribly hard to translate.

“Sure. Again. Preferably in a room with a couch and snacks and the freedom to get up and stretch.”

The kid had no right to look so suddenly thrilled by the prospect. As it was, even the fanboy was way past watching another two rounds of Silver Age Special. He was beginning to wonder if their villainous host had managed to get herself captured by the time she returned.

This time the door opened to her carrying in a cake. Clearly an ice cream cake. Toshinori and his lactose intolerance had a very foreboding feeling about this. She set the cake on the box she had left behind earlier. “I didn’t forget the most important part of a birthday party, Mr. All Might!”

“Oh, you really should have.”

The pink haired lady gave him a curious look. “I know my Japanese isn’t the best, but I’m pretty sure that’s not how that saying goes.”

“Isn’t it?” Toshinori noted with false cheer.

She took off the backpack and pulled a vase out, filling it from a water bottle before placing the flowers in it now with soggy wrapped streamers and all. She then pulled out a massive knife and a small stack of paper plates with plastic forks. Once the plastic cover came off the cake, she happily picked it up and showed it to Toshinori and Izuku. “You wouldn’t think I’d have to order an All Might themed cake but I was told they keep selling out. Its so cute though! Look at chibi All Might on this cake. We can just eat him right up!”

Then the woman cut the cake in the most threatening cake cutting demonstration the former hero had ever witnessed. He winced on behalf of his chibi self as his head was merrily cut in half. She cut the round cake into eight pieces, making an ice cream coated mess of the knife and her hands. One slice she plopped on a plate with the plastic fork. She walked to and settled on the ground between the student and the teacher, setting the plate on the floor and holding onto the knife. She took forkful of the cake and presented it to Toshinori. “You know the rules, All Might. The Birthday Boy gets the first slice of cake. Open big!”

Not that he hadn’t been previously concerned about the continued safety of his student and himself in this whole kidnapping scenario, but now he was truly spooked. Eating ice cream cake while also bound from his shoulders to his ankles spelled terrible misery for himself, his intestines, and poor young Midoriya stuck in the same room with him and the devastating gassy results. “Ah. I have a personal preference to not eat cake late at night. Perhaps save the piece for later?”

“That’s just silly. Live a little! Enjoy some late night cake!”

Except that eating that would inevitably make him feel not like living, but like something had died somewhere under his belly button and was in the process of bloating. He twisted his head away a she tried to force the fork to his lips. “I would really rather not.”

The knife, previously held loosely in her other hand, was abruptly pointed at his student’s throat. “Mr. All Might. You don’t understand. I stole this cake for you. You are eating the whole slice.”

Izuku was eyeing the knife, not him. The Party Basher was not smiling for once. Toshinori would never get his student killed for something as stupid as eating cake no matter the consequences. For the first time in their hours of acquaintance, the villain looked quite serious. He leaned forward and ate from the fork himself.

The villain diligently made sure he ate the entire piece. He might have been a little dramatic in imagining his intestines all ready begging to clench and roll. She retracted the knife and smiled happily at him. “You see, that wasn’t so hard, Birthday boy!”

Being force fed ice cream cake against his will was about the last thing Toshinori wanted for his birthday. Izuku dying because of this incredibly stupid kidnapping would be leagues worse.

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[jinnxd]

👩‍👦‍👦 CHAPTER 45 OMAKE 👩‍👦‍👦

“Pssssst!”

Kiya cracked her eyes open, the familiar chakra not any cause for concern. Standing in her doorway was the silhouette of little Naruto, complete with his adorable little sleeping cap perched on his blond head.

“Kiya-nee!” Naruto whisper-yelled, inching closer into her bedroom.

Resisting the urge to groan, Kiya sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes. “What is it?” She asked sleepily. If he had come in here to snitch again, she swore to the gods—

“Are you gonna get rid of me?” He asked, his voice incredibly small and wobbly. “Y’know, because I made such a mess and ruined your dinner! An—and I’m always fighting with Sasuke, and I even broke the window that one time—”

Her heart dropping into her stomach, Kiya immediately stood up and wrapped the boy in a hug. “Don’t be silly, Naru-kun, you’re here to stay! We’re family now, and you mean so much to me. You and Sasuke both. I’d never ever, not in a million years, get rid of you.”

“R-really?!” Naruto sniffled, wet tears falling onto Kiya’s shoulder. “Well… good! I like it here. A lot. Even with stupid Sasuke.”

“Be nice.” Kiya chided gently, pulling away from him to poke his whiskered cheek. At least the boy looked slightly apologetic. “Feel better now?”

He nodded happily, a content smile on his face. “Mhm!”

“Good.” Kiya said, smiling warmly at him before a yawn escaped her. “…Well, goodnight then.” Kiya said after a second, crawling back under her covers. Naruto just stood there, poking his pointer fingers together shyly, not making a single move to leave. She knew what he wanted. Rolling her eyes playfully, she pushed back the covers for him to crawl under, too. “Come on, then.”

Giggling giddily, Naruto began to hop up into her bed when another figure appeared in her doorway. “What the hell are you doing, dobe?” Sasuke growled, not waiting for an invitation as he stormed into her bedroom. “You can’t just come into Kiya-nee’s room like that!”

“…Well you just did, too.” Naruto pointed out defensively.

Her chibi-sensor going off and alerting her to yet another incoming fight, Kiya pulled back the covers on the other side of the bed, patting the space in invitation.

“It’s alright. Come on then, Sas-kun, join the party.” Kiya said dryly, kissing her hopes of a peaceful slumber goodbye.

He looked indignant at first, almost as if he was going to deny her offer, but then Naruto made his way up onto her bed without a second thought. Almost as if he was compelled to by the power of their rivalry, Sasuke did the same on the opposite side of the bed.

Pressing a second bedtime kiss to their foreheads, Kiya tucked the boys on either side of her in tightly. “Goodnight, you two. Sleep tight.” She murmured, letting her eyelids flutter shut.

“Goodnight.” Both boys replied, Naruto already half-asleep while Sasuke remained wide awake.

“Oh! And if either of you wake me up again tonight, you’re sleeping outside.” Kiya added cheerfully, eyes open once more, all too aware of the horrified glances she was met with from either side of her. With that, she closed her eyes one final time and sent her past self a ‘thank you’ for having had the wonderful idea to buy a king-sized bed.

Oddly enough, Kiya had the most peaceful (unmedicated) sleep she’d had in a long time—perhaps it had something to do with the way the morning sunlight revealed that both boys had snuggled up to her sides in their sleep, their young faces innocent and adorable as they slept.

She relished in the peaceful silence for as long as she could.

[a-lil-strawberry]

Btw there is a short ova with an old man ed and what are most likely his grandkids if u want a sweeter epilogue of sorts

I watched that last night! And the chibi wrap party!

[thefandomcassandra]

Do you ever have an idea you need to excise from your brain before you die from it? I saw an image and was inflicted with psychic damage so hard I had to get rid of this thought in my head.

Spirit of Justice spoilers below the cut.

[Image ID: a two page comic of Apollo Justice and Trucy Wright from Ace Attorney. In the first panel of the first page, Apollo is pointing angrily at a large framed painting of baby Apollo, who looks like a bug. "WHAT IS THAT?!" Apollo asks. "Like it?" Trucy asks. In the next panel, a chibi Trucy explains "We don't have any family photos so I commissioned our GOOD FRIEND Vera to draw this based on that Séance." A chibi Apollo is seething in the foreground. In the first panel of the second page, Trucy is leaning down to talk to Apollo, grinning as she says "As your BOSS: If you remove this, you're fired." Apollo, nonplussed, says "I quit." In the second panel, a chibi Trucy clutches at Apollo, wailing, "POLLY!" while a chibi Apollo stomps off saying "I have a successful firm in Khura'in. I don't need this." At the bottom of the page is a text box that says "*He kept the picture up" ./end ID]

[Image ID: a pencil sketch of Apollo Justice from Ace Attorney sitting at his desk. Behind him is a large framed painting of baby Apollo wrapped in a blanket, who looks like a very small bug. It's signed "Misham" ./end ID]

Context: me n @bitter-like-coffee had the torturous idea that Trucy, as a "welcome back to Japanifornia, congrats on your legal revolution" present for Apollo, commissions a very large painting of an intentionally bad sketch Trucy did of the baby Apollo based on Athena's recollection of the Séance. Vera is like "are you sure?" and Trucy is like "hell yeah we are!" then drops a fat stack on it and puts it behind Apollo's desk and its so big and so ugly and Apollo threatens to quit and go back to Khura'in all the time (enough that Athena has a running tally of how many times a week he threatens to do this) but he secretly is deeply touched by this gesture. He does later go talk to Blackquill to get an embarrassing photo of Athena covered in Aura's expensive lipstick with a bad sword-cut hairstyle to use for her "congrats on graduating from junior partner" party in revenge. It's all about love bby

I think Trucy will be taller than Apollo when she grows up (lookit her daddy) so she 100% does the Klavier lean to irritate him and also I draw her with Shadi's skintone and nose because c'mon CAPCOM stop making characters this pale. Her daddy and granddaddy got melanin, just coz her mommy is white asf doesn't mean she is smh.

[arimiadev]

These months really fly by, don’t they? Sometimes it can be hard to sit down and try to write one of these devlogs, but when I look back on it I actually accomplished more than I thought. We’re all prone to narrowing in on stuff rather than looking at the whole picture- that is, it’s easy to forget every step we had to take to get to where we are.

So today I’ve got more to share than just writing!

To start off, Valentine's Day was just a couple of weeks ago! I drew couples chibis of Niko & Ren and Hazel & Aster (from Asphodelium) to celebrate.

Maybe they’ll be stickers up in the store soon? Who knows~

Now onto writing! I ended up writing about 8k for Canvas Menagerie in February, with me taking a break from writing it the last week of February. That brings the current wordcount for Canvas Menagerie to 120,606 words! I’m estimating it to be around 150k when it’s fully finished.

I was also able to hammer out a scene by scene outline for the rest of the script. I had a vague idea of where I wanted to go with it and knew some scenes I wanted to hit, but nothing set (mostly) in stone until now. The last part of the game shows Niko & Ren’s growing relationship and wrapping up some of the loose ends from prior parts, namely about Ren’s relationship with his family.

Last but not least in February I started working towards getting the first 1/3rd of the game ready for playtesting. For the most part this means editing the script and putting it all in Ren’Py (a process that can take a day for just a scene or two), but it also means drawing additional outfits for the cast!

Almost all of the CGs are already done for the first section of the game (a lot of them are viewable in the demo), so a majority of the art left to do for it are these outfits for special occasions. For the outfits above, the cast is at a studio party.

Although this is the February update devlog, I’m writing it on March 1st, which means it’s Women’s History Month and the Women’s Day Sale has started on Steam! It’s a festival celebrating women developers and women-made games. Canvas Menagerie is a part of the event, so consider wishlisting it or playing the demo if you haven’t already ♥

— Arimia

[anystalker707]

PART 2 :)

The room lights up and reveals the whole crew with party hats on and a few with party poppers. Luffy stretches and wraps his arms around Axl in a tight hug “Happy birthday man! I’ll let you have some of the meat Sanji made me!” He has a wide smile on his face as he lets go. Axl then feels a hand on his shoulder, Zoro. “Happy Birthday…” He quietly hands Axl a bottle of premium North blue sake and smiles a little. Sanji then bounds up from outside “I honestly hve the best gift of all, I prepared all your favourite foods for you my love! And if Luffy tries to eat it before you do…. he knows the consequences.” Luffy shudders. “Axl! My man! Happy birthday! I made you this little figurine of you. Hope you like it!” Usopp hands Axl a small figurine of the birthday boy doing a cool pose with a peace sign. “HAVE A SUUUUUUPPPPERRR BIRTHDAY AXL! I MADE YOU YOUR VERY OWN MINI SHIP, FULLY CUSTOMIZED FOR YOU! ENJOY!” Franky leads Axl outside for a bit to look down and see a beutifully intricate little ship. It was like the Sunny, but it had carvings of vines and flowers and it was made to fit two people. “The weather forcast says pleasent;y stormy. Watch out for messages in the sky!” Axl turns around to see Nami with her clima-tact and shooting up electricity to the sky. He looks up and see’s stormy clouds, but the lightning is spelling the words “HAPPY BIRTHDAY AXL <3” Before he can say anything, Axl is pulled back inside by Brook. “YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Happy Biryhday Axl. i hope you can see as many panties as you need. I have composed a song for you called “The Great Adventures of a Great Warrior.” please enjoy.” Brook pulls out his guitar and starts playing an upbeat tune, it feels adventurous. Axl feels multiple hands on his back. A worrying amount. He turns around and sees Robin smiling at him kindly. “Happy Birthday Axl. I hope you enjoy it.” Robin hands him a book on how to identify different flowers. “AAAAXXXLLLLL WAAAHHHHHHHH” Chopper bounds up to him, crying, and hugs his legs. “IM SO SORRY I HAD TO IGNORE YOU TODAY WAHHHH BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Chopper hands him a small case filled with memorabilia and photos from all their journeys together. Axl looks around and sees his whole crew smiling and happy to celebrate his birthday with him. He feels like he could cry.“NOW! It’s time to blow out the candles for your cake before Luffy eats it all.”Axl looks to see a stunning, 3 tier cake covered in little fondant decorations and at the top was a chibi version of him sleeping.“I worked all night yesterday to make you the perfect cake” Sanji had his arms wrapped around Axl’s waist, smiling affectionately down at him. “Now lets light the candles!”The lights in the room had switched off and the only lights were the soft glow of the candles on the cake. As the crew sung happy birthday, (lead by Brook of course) Axl couldn’t help but feel so lucky that he had his crew. They were all so thoughtful and always there when he needed them. “Make a wish!” Axl closed his eyes to make a wish, then blew out the candles. Everyone cheered and the lights turned back on as everyone cheered and celebrated his birthday. What did he wish for? To always stay with his loving crew. ~The End~

Hope you liked it! (I tried I'm sorry)

-cmt :D or anonstories08

I read this so many times before I decided to finally answer this 😭😭😭😭😭 this made me so, so happy :((( IM DEFINITELY SAVING IT IN MY DOCS

ALSO, I KNEW IT WERE YOUUUU, HAAAA, MY THEORY WAS RIGHT🔥🔥🔥

THABKS SM @anonstories08

[kamalkantgarg]

Holiday-Themed Anime Embroidery Designs to Stitch This Season

The holiday season is the perfect time to combine your love for anime with your passion for embroidery. Whether you're creating handmade gifts, sprucing up your winter wardrobe, or adding a festive flair to home decor, holiday-themed anime embroidery designs bring a personal touch to every stitch. From cozy anime designs for T-shirts to intricate anime designs for blouses and dresses, there’s a perfect pattern for every crafter.

In this blog, we’ll explore a variety of anime embroidery ideas that are perfect for the holidays. Whether you’re using a hoop, a machine, or stitching by hand, these festive patterns are bound to warm your heart and impress your friends. Let’s get stitching!

1. Festive Anime Characters in Cozy Settings

Nothing says “holiday spirit” quite like your favorite anime characters wrapped in scarves, sipping hot cocoa, or building snowmen. Anime designs that feature seasonal themes — snowflakes, fireplaces, and Christmas trees — are adorable and full of warmth. Imagine a Chibi-style Naruto in a Santa hat or Totoro playing in the snow.

These designs work great on:

Anime designs on shirt: Perfect for holiday parties or family gatherings.

Anime designs for handkerchief: A small but personal gift idea.

Anime designs hoop: Display your art on your wall like a Christmas wreath.

Simple anime designs are especially popular during this season. Opt for red and green thread with gold accents to really bring out the festive vibes. You can even add LED threads or beads for extra sparkle!

2. Anime-Inspired Holiday Apparel: From T-Shirts to Suits

Why wear generic clothes this holiday when you can create custom fashion statements? Using anime designs for T-shirts, blouses, and even suits can be a unique way to celebrate the season in style. Picture a blazer with anime designs peacock embroidery subtly stitched on the collar, or a holiday-themed anime quote embroidered in chain stitch on the back of a T-shirt.

Try mixing in holiday elements like:

Snowflakes integrated with anime designs flowers

Candy canes or holly bordering anime designs patterns

Reindeer and anime characters sharing the spotlight

These anime designs suit both casual and formal settings — pair a festive anime blouse with a pencil skirt for a chic holiday look, or wear an embroidered anime hoodie while watching holiday anime marathons.

And don’t forget the accessories! Add anime designs for handkerchiefs, beanies, or scarves with seasonal embroidery for that extra flair.

3. Magical Anime Embroidery for Christmas Gifts

Handmade gifts always stand out, and when they're inspired by beloved anime series, they become unforgettable. This season, turn your embroidery skills into gift-making magic with anime designs by hand that reflect both thought and craftsmanship.

Gift ideas include:

Anime designs on shirt: Personalized gifts for friends who love anime.

Anime designs border on tote bags or aprons.

Anime designs pattern framed in hoops as wall art.

Hand-embroidered anime designs blouse for someone who appreciates fashion and fandom.

Combine anime characters with holiday icons like stars, wreaths, or snowmen to make them extra special. For instance, embroider Deku with a bag of gifts or Sailor Moon in a Christmas dress holding a candy cane.

For those who prefer speed and precision, anime designs machine embroidery is a great choice. Use your embroidery machine to mass-produce small items like ornaments or coasters featuring mini anime faces. These can make perfect stocking stuffers or party favors!

4. New Year’s Eve Anime Embroidery Glam

When the holiday lights dim and the countdown to the new year begins, it’s time to go glam. Create sparkling and detailed anime designs dress styles that pop. Think elegant embroidery featuring anime designs peacock, silver thread fireworks, or neon-accented anime designs chain stitch borders.

Add shine and shimmer to:

Party dresses with anime designs blouse embroidery

Anime designs flowers stitched in metallic thread

Denim jackets with anime designs on shirt back panels

Silk scarves featuring anime designs pictures of anime scenes

Don’t forget to add your personal touch by customizing names or dates in calligraphy-style fonts along with your anime patterns. You can even match your outfit to a New Year’s Eve cosplay — a full-on anime-inspired holiday ensemble!

5. Holiday-Themed Anime Embroidery for Home Décor

Deck the halls with anime magic! The holidays are an excellent time to add creative embroidery to your home décor, blending cozy tradition with modern fandom.

Try stitching these:

Table runners with anime designs border featuring classic holiday icons and characters

Pillow covers with festive anime designs hoop embroidery of cozy winter anime scenes

Wall hangings that combine anime designs patterns and inspirational anime quotes

Tree skirts embroidered with a cast of anime characters in holiday costumes

This is where anime designs simple can shine. A minimalist embroidery of Goku in a Santa hat can be as impactful as a detailed multi-character piece when done with finesse. You can also use anime designs machine methods to create reusable embroidered napkins, coasters, and even stockings.

Decorative banners with anime designs chain stitch borders can welcome guests with cheerful messages like “Happy Holidays from the Hidden Leaf Village!”

6. Tips for Stitching Holiday Anime Designs Like a Pro

If you’re new to holiday embroidery or want to level up your game, here are some tips to help you craft with confidence:

A. Choose the Right Fabric

For anime designs on shirt or clothing, go for cotton or denim. For décor items, felt and linen work beautifully. Stretchy fabrics can be tricky but look great when stabilized properly.

B. Select Festive Color Palettes

Use traditional holiday colors — red, green, gold, and silver — but don’t be afraid to experiment. Pastel hues work great for kawaii anime designs or soft winter scenes.

C. Hoop or No Hoop?

Using an embroidery hoop helps maintain tension and precision, especially with anime designs hoop or for display pieces. For wearable projects like anime designs suit or blouses, be careful not to overstretch the fabric.

D. Hand vs. Machine

Both are great! Anime designs by hand allow for detailed control, texture, and creativity. Anime designs machine embroidery is efficient and perfect for mass production or intricate patterns.

E. Explore Different Stitches

Mix techniques for depth. Use satin stitch for character features, chain stitch for outlines, and French knots for festive accents like snow or twinkling lights.

F. Pattern Sources

You can find countless anime designs pattern options online — many artists release holiday-specific embroidery files during this season. Or digitize your own using software if you're more advanced.

Final Thoughts: Stitch Joy Into Every Thread

The holidays are all about joy, warmth, and self-expression — and nothing brings those elements together quite like anime embroidery. Whether you're crafting gifts, decking your halls, or dressing up for a party, these holiday-themed anime designs add personality, nostalgia, and a whole lot of charm to everything you create.

From anime designs for T-shirts to anime designs chain stitch borders and even anime designs for handkerchief keepsakes, there’s something magical about stitching your favorite characters into your holiday celebrations.

So grab your hoop, thread your needle, and start stitching your way through the season with love, creativity, and anime-inspired holiday cheer!

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Now it's your turn to thread your needle and bring these holiday anime embroidery designs to life!

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[Images: fanart of the actor and butler from the YouTube series “Who Killed Markiplier?” A title for the first image reads, “How To Carry Your Master” as it shows five numbered full-color illustrations of Benjamin carrying Mark in varying ways. The first four are in a simplified chibi style and show the butler carrying a sleeping Mark in both arms, hoisting Mark up over one shoulder, carrying Mark piggyback, and holding Mark who is grabbing on to the butler from the front like a koala. The fifth drawing is in a more realistic detailed style and shows Benjamin smiling warmly and holding a grinning Mark up in both arms as the actor leans in to wrap both arms around the butler’s head in an enthusiastic hug.

The second picture is a comic in flat colors with a narration box reading, “In the party” Mark is smiling and beckoning the butler over with one hand while saying, “Benjamin Come here”

The butler stands nearby with a light grin and responds, “Yes, Sir? How may I help you?”

Mark grabs at Benjamin’s arm, causing the butler to lean down and look where the actor is pointing with a neutral expression as Mark smirks and says, “You see that guy over there? He’s sitting at the table”

Mark, still pointing, moves one hand up to the face to whisper, “Don’t tell anyone. Wanna hear something funny? He……”

Benjamin looks at Mark with a grin and asks, “Really?”

Mark replies, “Of course!! Listen, he……”

Mark leans in closer to Benjamin, grabbing at his vest as the butler looks ahead with a slight frown. Mark continues muttering, “He…… Also I think…… Maybe….”

The two pull away and laugh together as Benjamin exclaims, “Stop that! That’s rude!!”

The third picture is done in a full-color cartoony style showing Mark drunk and grinning beside a wine bottle and a few glasses, one such glass in one hand as the other waves to Benjamin as the actor exclaims, “MoRnINg! My butleriplier! How’s going!”

Benjamin is sweating with concern as he asks, “Master?! Are you OK?! The party’s over. Why are you still here? It’s 1am sir. You should be sleeping”

Mark is still grinning and now pointing one finger proudly up in the air while saying, “Listen buddy. You know what. I just drank a whole bottle. All by mYSelF. I did great!”

Benjamin looks determined as he grabs the actor from behind to drag away, replying, “Sir let me take you to the bedroom. You’re gonna be fine”

Benjamin then looks alarmed as Mark leans forward with one arm to the face, a speech balloon full of scribbles and a note indicating that the actor burped nearby.

Mark, still leaning forward, holds up an index finger and proclaims, “I didn’t throw up. I’m cool. A plus”

Benjamin, still sweating, grins comfortingly and rubs the actor’s head while saying, “Yeah I’m so proud of you. I’m gonna give you a star”

Mark replies, “I don’t need that. I’m already one of them”

The fourth and final image is a comic continuing from the last one as Benjamin tucks Mark into bed. The butler grins and asks, “Feel better? Don’t drink too much next time.”

Mark, eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed, answers, “Yaeh.”

Benjamin removes his hand from Mark’s head and says, “Really? Wow”

Mark glares upward and responds, “Of course I’m OK! I’m the great Markiplier. Who do you think I am?”

Benjamin leans forward with a grin and holds up one finger as he asks, “OK now. How many fingers here?”

Mark looks ahead for a beat panel before leaning forward and grabbing Benjamin’s outstretched hand. There is a speech balloon consisting only of ellipses before the next panel has the actor, eyes narrowed, answer, “…… Three.”

Benjamin, still raising one finger, responds, “Sir that’s not the right answer”

Mark pulls back, hands clenched into fists while fuming, “THAT’S NOT FAIR! I’m an actor! Not a mathematician! What do you want from me?!! Damn you smart butler who can math!” End description.]

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