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[pentapoda]

Ah, a character with floaty hair and a fun color scheme? I'm in.

[copia]

"And there's nothing you can do!" ⛧ Ghost - Rats for WORLD RAT DAY 04/04/2024

[yoinkschief]

please don't look at me this is the first time I've been self indulgent about Sonic since I was a kid this is making me flustered hrhghhh Amy Rose nothing could ever make me hate you

[choconoru]

LU doodles I forgot to include in the last post 😭 (And It's just Wind––)

LU belongs to @//linkeduniverse

[lcs-scar]

Went past a bridge and guess who I saw

[luckyartdrawer]

Year In Review!!!

Cutting it close to the New Year in my time zone, so what better way to end the year with a review of some of my favorite art pieces from each month! Let's see how I've grown together eh? <3

Started this out in June because that's really when I started using my Tumblr and posting art! Hopefully next year I have an even fuller YIR collection to show. :3

(Hehe all the Suns and Moons are reaching out. They really like y'all!)

Seriously though, thank you to everyone for being such a welcoming community and making this all possible! I have never felt so motivated to draw as much as I have this year and I have all y'all to thank!

So thank you to all the Artists, Writers, Theorists, Simps, Lovelies, and Mootie Patooties that made this year so amazing and full of lively chatter! The internet never felt so comforting before joining y'all! <3

HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE <3 <3 <3

vvv Links to each image below! vvv

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

[arachniasbride]

Ariel: True love's kiss. That's actually pretty… good. Old school. The OTP meme: Evlynn [1/?]

[honeysghost]

Take It Easy

Pairing: Sam x Darlin'

Word count: 649 (very quick, sorry >.<)

“Darlin’?” Sam’s voice falls flat in the night, laced with worry.

It wasn’t that surprising anymore to find his mate somewhere outside at all hours of the night, but they would always respond. 

They’re tough, he knows that—but he couldn’t help the unease that crept under his skin after five minutes of searching with no sign, no response.

Scanning the woods once more, his gaze finally lands on their curled up form, snoring softly. 

“Always going past the point of exhaustion,” he mumbles to himself, drawing closer. 

As gently as he can, Sam cradles them in his arms, careful not to wake them as he begins the walk back to the house. 

He’s already planning out the lecture he’ll give them when they wake, but for now it’s enough to know they’re safe.

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When they wake, it’s only five. Their body seems to have its own built in alarm—a blessing and a curse. 

Everything aches. 

They think back to the night–going for a run in their wolf form, needing to blow off steam after a long day at work. They thought better when they were shifted. 

Sam’s fingers twitch, curled tightly in their shirt–his arm stretched across their stomach. They can’t help but smile at the sight.

He stirs when they attempt to pry his fingers loose, cracking one sleepy eye open to glare at them.

“Don’t even think about goin’ anywhere, darlin’. I have a whole heap of words for you, soon as I’m awake enough to say ‘em.” 

“A whole heap, huh?” They tease but don’t protest, already scooting closer to his body, seeking all the warmth he has to offer.

They feel him wince when they press their icy hands against his waist and laugh, whispering an apology against his skin before pressing a kiss to his shoulder, burying their face in the crook of his neck. 

“You push yourself too damn hard,” he sighs, voice still laced with sleep. 

“You know what they say about glass houses.” 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m not the one passing out in the yard, am I?”

“Hey, it’s not like that’s a regular occurrence. I was tired, took a nap.” 

They don’t have to look at him to know he’s rolling his eyes. He rubs lazy circles against their hip with his thumb, nudging their head away from his neck with his other hand. 

“You’re something else, you know that?”

They hum in agreement, kissing him softly. 

“Tell you what,” He sighs, finally drawing away from them, laughing when they start to whine at the distance he’s created. They follow his movement, staying pressed against him.

He pulls them in closer, moving their body with him as he readjusts. “Needy.” 

They pout. “Are you calling me out?”

“So what if I am?” 

Another kiss. “Back to the matter at hand; if you promise to take it easy today–and not pass out in the woods again– I’ll spare the lecture and take it easy with you.”

“A slow day, huh? I think I could work with that.”

The memory of the morning they confessed creeps into their mind. It wasn’t so different from the way they were now, tangled in each other’s embrace, every word and action laced with tenderness even before they were “official.”

“I promised Ash I would-” The words die on their tongue as Sam kisses them, slow and deep, leaving their thoughts far behind.

It’s so easy to get lost in the feeling of him–the way his scent lingers on their skin, the heady sensation of his fingers digging into their skin, never close enough for either of their liking–the way he kisses them like their lips are the air he needs to breathe. 

They run their hands through his hair, pulling him as close as he can get.

“Okay,” they whisper against his lips, breathless. “Okay, slow day. No thinking.”

[iceclew]

Don't mind me slide in some polyship (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ___♡♡♡ *sliiiides* *whispers* I might have fell for them now as well, whoops.

Sorry, the texts are a bit off, i didn't do them properly this time..

Also the non text version down below.

This sorta started as practice reference poses and I found the progress kinda interesting, so here's also the intial concept sketch as well. And the Refs 1 2 3 4

[vulpinesaint]

people may accuse me of being problematic for "romanticizing" or even "sexualizing" this. i am doing NEITHER of these things. what i am doing is a secret third thing. and it's worse <3

[midnight-mourning]

Snow Fever

❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 30❄️❄️

Ahhh this was a lot of fun, never written a creature DCA like this so was a good chance to try my hand at it. This, as stated below, is based on @baby-bloos Last Guardian au! I highly reccommend you check out her art and her fic, i enjoying reading through it and am excited to give it a proper read once i finish requests ^-^ this little story is written as happening after the events of the game/fic, hope you enjoy!

Prompt: I just replayed my favorite game in the world (The Last Guardian) so I’m very much in the mood of my DCA au of it hehe I think it would be super cute for the boys in that au to see snow for the first time, or them giving the reader gifts (or vice versa)

Word Count: 1741

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When you wake up this morning, and feel there's a certain chill to the air, your heart leaps with joy. Hurriedly you scramble out of your bed roll—almost falling over in your wake—and rush to look outside. Sure enough, it's just as you'd hoped; the first snow of the season. 

You'd been waiting all year for this, winter held a special place in your heart. While it was cold and there was always concerns of sickness or starvation, you couldn't help but love it. There was something about the peace that came with snow that you especially enjoyed. 

And this year, you got to spend it with your beloved boys. Your twin Tricos, though different in look, and personality for that matter. A year ago, you'd never imagine yourself calling a pair of Tricos 'yours', but it was amazing sometimes how things could change so quickly. 

It had been months now since the series of events that had brought you together, and while challenging at the time, now you look back on those memories with a certain fondness, and understanding. 

It's still incredibly early, but you don't care. You decide then and there that you have to spend the day together celebrating. 

Quickly, you shove on your coat and tug on your warmest pants, and hurry over to the their home. 

The barn had been built as a result of you begging the chief for some place for the two great beasts to stay. Arguing that they deserved it for not only saving you, but protecting the village after they were accepted into the fold. After a bit of back and forth—and lots of pleading on your part—the chief eventually gave in, and thus, your Tricos had a place of their own. 

It was just behind your house, and you trudge through the growing layer of snow with a small skip in your step. The grin on your face not faltering even in the slightest. You pull open the large doors with a bit of effort, bringing in with you bright light and a gust of cold wind. 

Inside, still sleeping, Sun and Moon rest side by side. Upon feeling the chill, Sun looks up to your blearily. He yawns, then lays back down, eyes closing with a huff.

"Rise and shine sleepyheads!" You say, walking over to them. "Come on, it's a beautiful day and I don't have any chores."

Neither acknowledge you. Moon goes so far as to roll over, turning so he's facing away from the light. 

You scoff, and start pushing on Sun's body to get him to wake up. "Come on. Come on, come on, come on. You guys can't seriously be tired! We did nothing yesterday!"

Your pushing offers up no results and you sigh, going around again to face the Trico head on. 

He peeks an eye open at you, the faker. 

"Sun." You cross your arms. "Get up, right now. Please."

He opens both eyes, and sits up a little, you get your hopes up. 

Then, looking down at you, he licks you once, then takes his paw and brings you in against his chest, lying back down again. 

Trapped, you wiggle against him, protesting fiercely. "Noooo! Not fair. I thought I could trust you."

You keep fighting against him, making a good amount of noise and you hear Moon growl somewhere behind his brother. Sun makes a noise in response, and the two chitter back and forth, leaving you only to guess what they're saying. Just as you're about to give up and accept your—snuggly—fate, Sun release you, standing up and stretching. 

As you're left lying on the floor, he looks down at you as if to say 'Happy now?'. Out of the corner of your eye you see Moon rise as well, turning to face you both, looking displeased. 

You hop to your feet with a grin. "Great! Now let's go! It's the first snow after all."

Without waiting on them, you rush out of the warm barn and back into the crisp cool air. You bend down in the snow, picking up some and tossing it in the air, turning back to face them with a laugh. "Isn't it wonderful?"

Even from here, you can see how both Tricos have a curious look about them, heads tilted opposite directions as they watch you. You stop playing, picking up on their confusion. 

You walk back closer to the barn, standing just outside. "What's wrong? You've seen snow before, haven't you?"

Sun chuffs, shaking his head slightly. He approaches you, and the outside of the barn with caution. He sticks his nose just outside, eyes wide as he takes it all in. Then, a singular snowflake lands on the tip of his nose. He startles, sniffing as he rapidly backs inside the barn, pawing at his snout with urgence. 

It causes Moon to react negatively, growling low as another few flakes fall around and on you.

"No, no, it's okay." You say, putting your hands up. "Look, it's fun. See?" You scoop more up, and toss it in the air around you again. 

This doesn't convince them, still nervous and edging little by little towards the back of the barn. 

You come up with another tactic. Grabbing another handful, you form the snow into a ball, holding it up for them to see when you’re done.

Now that it's something recognizable, both Trico's eyes go from alarmed to excited. The shift makes your giggle. 

You wave the ball slowly back and forth, their heads shifting to follow it. Then, you turn slightly, and toss the ball out into the field. 

Sun immediately leaps after it, bounding out into the snow and pouncing on the spot where the snowball landed. Once he pulls his paws back and sees there's nothing in them though, he whines, digging through the snow to try and find the long-destroyed ball of ice. 

You laugh as he comes back over to you, nudging you with his nose disappointedly. 

"Want me to make you another?"

You assume the huff you get in response means yes. 

You form another snowball, and once again toss it up in the air. This time, Sun jumps up, catching it midair. He scrunches his nose for a moment, then swallows, looking back over to you again once he's recovered from his brain freeze. 

You continue to make him snowballs, tossing them up as he either attempts to eat them—only succeeding sometimes—or bats them with his paws, making bursts of snow go everywhere over you both. 

After a bit, you glance back to Moon and have to slap your hand over your mouth to keep from laughing. 

He's still standing right in the barn's entrance, staring down at the snow with what you can only describe as a vexed look. Every few seconds, he lightly presses his paw to the snow, then lifts it back up again quickly, flicking it to remove the ice. This goes on and on until his ears quirk, noticing how you're barely containing your giggles at him. 

Now caught, you laugh outright as he snorts. It just makes it grow worse, and you end up on the ground from laughing so hard. 

This however, seems to do the trick to get him to commit to coming outside. Through tears you see him ready himself for a pounce, and you start to scramble away frantically, apologizing for laughing at him, even if you aren't the slightest bit sorry. 

Before you know it, you're tumbling through the snow with him, laughing all the while. Once you come to a stop, he stands over you, huffing as you now succumb to just quiet giggles. 

You sigh once you're calmed down, content smile on your face. "Told you it's fun." For good measure, you fling a handful of snow up at his snout, and he shakes his head, snorting once more. 

Before he can retaliate, he's suddenly gone from above you, and you hear thrashing and growling to your left. Sitting up, you see Sun's tackled him, wrestling the other Trico in the snow. He stands up, swatting at his brother with the ice. Moon growls, and does the same. The two of them play back and forth for a while, using the snow to each other's advantage and disadvantage, entertaining you greatly. 

After a bit of watching, you decide there's enough snow to make a snow man, so you begin to construct one. Your Trico become curious once they notice what you're up to, coming over to watch. Once you finish, having found a spare couple of rocks for the face, you step back, hands on your hips as you admire your work. 

Your smile drops into a gape of shock however, when Sun suddenly bends down and bites clean through your masterpiece, leaving nothing but a stump of a snowman behind. He chews through the snow, spitting out the rocks when he comes across them. 

Once he's finished he looks down to you, tilting his head as if to say 'Have any more?'.

You sigh. Well, you did want them to have fun. 

The rest of the day is filled with just as much excitement. You may many more snowballs, sort of, have a fight with the two—resulting in a heavy loss for you, you were freezing by the end of it—and even teach them how to make snow angels. 

It's a lot of fun, more the you were ever expecting, and you don't even regret it a little bit when you wake up sick the next morning. 

You sneeze, shooting pain through your head as your groan. Okay, maybe just a little. 

Sun chitters at you, head nuzzling against your cheek as you reach up and pat him with a weak laugh. "I'll be okay buddy, just a bit of rest is all. Which I wouldn't need if someone had played fair yesterday."

You chance over to Moon, who only snorts and lays his head in your lap. 

"The audacity of you sometimes, I swear." Still, you pet him as well, and lay back against Sun's soft fur, eyes heavy. 

Sure, you'd fallen ill, but it was nothing serious. You'll be just fine after some rest, and what better place to do it than snuggled up with your big scary beasts to keep you company? 

Nowhere, you think. Nowhere at all. 

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Thank you for the super cute prompt @baby-bloos!! Twas a lot of fun and I very much enjoyed writing it ^-^

Thanks for reading!

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[saturninemartial]

ok I need to write a little future fic where zosan get married on the sunny and then they're persuaded by the rest of the crew to take a little honeymoon on an island they're passing by. but the newlyweds have a run-in with some pirate hunters and hold up their bounty posters stating roronoa zoro and black-leg sanji. and while kicking ass, sanji is like, "actually, it's roronoa sanji 😼" and zoro is like, "yeah if it doesn't get fixed soon he's not gonna quit bitching about it." and then when they're done, they kiss over the groaning injured bodies of the hunters, their love and dedication to each other once again reignited :)

[ladyluscinia]

I know my last experience with a season ending on a note everyone hated and unanimously tore to fucking shreds for destroying the story on every level was... atypical. Lockdown. 6 month mass hysteria at minimum. Conspiracy theories that were, like, real things we had on camera. There was a Twitter wedding. Creative fervor that broke 100k fics on AO3.

Like. I know this is not a rational point of comparison and I'm not going to expect anything in my lifetime to match it 🤣

But.

If that was the highest high of post-season fandom engagement built on a cocktail of tasting everything you ever wanted AND the absolutely lethal levels of spite and swearing to eat showrunners' hearts in the marketplace, then whatever the fuck is going on after OFMD S2 is the opposite of that.

OFMD S1 was a huge fandom explosion. One silly little streaming show that had a gay kiss and then it skyrocketed. Fic numbers were soaring, high activity fic and meta engagement lasted for at least four months, it was constantly trending and flooding the dash... Like, fucking hell, over a year and a half after the immediate finale fervor it beat Stucky in the top ships bracket?!? To the point I was willing to give it what felt like due credit toward its potential as a future juggernaut ship. Not guaranteed, of course, but the potential was there.

In that context, new content should be a blow out party. Which it kinda was pulling off as it was airing, but looking back now? Not even quite a month later?

The effect of S2 on the fandom is like... a blip. Possibly over already.

New fic numbers started dropping off the moment the finale aired and have returned to deep hiatus levels. It's dropped off trending and streaming leaderboards... I'm very curious to see the first tumblr Week in Review since the finale, though we're still waiting due to the holiday.

Like, I've even popped on to scroll a few Izzy hater blogs that I know loved the finale out of morbid curiosity what they were up to, and I'm telling you... if I hadn't just watched the new season I'd think they were still over a year into hiatus. Saw some standard bitching about the izcourse / Edward takes (aka the one thing that kept them going all hiatus), they're currently passing around posts mocking one specific long OFMD version of TJLC I'm just hearing of, the same BTS gifsets everyone else is thrilled by... But barely any new meta or discussions. There's like 2 people posting actual analysis of S2 that's getting reblogged and they aren't even names I recognize from the hiatus. Nor is it particularly interesting to read. 🤷‍♀️

In July of 2022 I could pop onto a random OFMD blog and scroll through a dozen enthusiastic Stede or BlackBonnet metas about jacket colors or that moth from 1x07 or lighthouse symbolism or whatever. Now the new stuff has the same energy as posts from June 2023. It's borderline dead. And this is what it's like when there's an active campaign to engage fandom and Renew as a Crew?

(I will say fanartists are bringing some energy and there's some lovely pieces being passed around, which I do think the Renew as a Crew campaign is helping to boost?)

Even the hundreds of people saying it was a beautiful season and they loved it so much don't seem to be finding it a very engaging or inspiring season.

It's such a turn, like, what the fuck.

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

I think I've gotten to the point where I'm just gonna not interact with or even block blogs that post v/3 fan art while aggressively and needlessly harping on it in the caption

[applejorka]

Happy New Year, damn!

And following the traditions of this year, I, as always, do not have time to do anything, so the art scribbled on my knee sees off this HORRIBLY SHITTY year. because there has not been a worse year in my not so long life. Wishes? WELL, I wish you to survive this bacchanalia and study well (no need to follow the example of this cat squirrel who closed this quarter with two twos ☝☝). and so everything is steadily going to hell, but we are not discouraged! I will repeat what almost everyone I watch said this year, let's hope that 2025 will be a good year and the black streak will finally end, on this I wish you good luck, I kiss you on the cheek and I wish you not to kill yourself while you celebrate! and remember, I LOVE you all SO MUCH! Mwah~! (and OH GODDAMNIT we already have almost a hundred subscribers!!! Lord people I am so grateful to you!!!!)

[sleepinglionhearts]

The works I submitted for the PIE International Next ILLUST Award 2024 contest!

This is the first time I've went and submitted works to anything since graduating college, so I lost a lot of confidence, but please wish me luck!