#ask peachie

[the-phantom-peach]

what if… what if you drew malon x link…

eats art (positive)

Hell yeah!! I love 🔥💥Malink!!!! 🔥🔥💥

[canisalbus]

Real fan art is coming one day, but for now I really wanted to see if it was feasible to simplify their gradients into something that would fit a simple style like Bluey’s 😅

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[phantom-peachie]

baby sky doodling today 🪶

[peachy-scars]

may i please ask for a wind or time please . (please)

Of course! I love these two,,,, the never ending cycle of violence (bullying your sibling)

[peachy-keenss]

Your telling me this is a graveyard smash that caught on in lets say- a flash??????

[fishareglorious]

why make the :) face as you say that.

[peachybruiseslego]

for art request: lloyd and kai shenanigans :)

here they are!!! (plus a jay cuz someone had to be bullying kai)

[puffpawstries]

🍊Honno updated ref🍊

Extra info below!!

More Character detail/info for Honno + Expression sheet Voice Claim links: JPN VC - ENG VC Honno + Ship Playlist: Honno / Hanichi Want to thank @/flowerakatsuka for helping me out with finding the fonts I wouldn't have been able to finish this ref update without their help so thank you!! Plus this was also Inspired by your Kuroba Ref as well and also the Osomatsu-san Movie site

[the-phantom-peach]

post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky post-game sky

Okay okayyy,, I actually got three questions on my post game designs for both Link and Zelda so I’ll post em hereee. I was working on their designs for over a month and I still don’t know if I’m fully for it yet TT.TT) I have two separate designs for them for 3yrs and 3yrs+ post-final battle where both of them grow their hair out and dress more casually.

[punkitt-is-here]

hi punkitt i drew some peachi-keen fanart

(plz excuse the medium 90% of my drawings are done on the paper towels at my work)

I LOVE THAT HIS POMPADOUR REQUIRES TWO TOWELS THATS AWESOME

[phantom-peachie]

Spare modern AU SKSW Zelink? Including Fi being the best wingwoman for Link?

she’s not very good at this

[bberetd]

Hello Beret! I love your Art! It's fantastic!

I wanted to ask you, how would you imagine peach would be in this Morning Outfit pack when she wakes up?

Hi, and thank youuuu! 😁♥️

I’ve always seen her as a robe and slippers girlie. as for the other outfits...

I’m happy the cup is here cause I like to think of it as a gift from Luigi to Peach :)

[piowasthere]

pio you draw solar so cute i want to hold him gently like hamburger

and also give he a kiss Right on the forehead and tell him that we're all proud of him but yk

-peachyfnaf

burgor & emotional support (AKA forcefully making Solar more used to physical affection thru kisses! :D)

[peachy-keenss]

Mr. Telephone Man, there’s something wrong with my line!

[peachybruiseslego]

I'm sorry but I really REALLY wanna see the leaked villian Jay minifigure design in your style... UGHHUG BEEN GOING INSANE OVER IT I CAN'T WAIT FOR SEASON 2 :D

thisisnt the best jay ive drawn but ive left this ask unanswered for long enough

[inoreuct]

sleepy zosan cuddles please? maybe sanji crashing zoro’s catnap 🤭

this was IMMENSELY fun to write. i couldn’t resist adding in a flipped scenario with zoro crashing sanji’s bed,,, enjoy 😽

Sanji poked his head into the men’s quarters, biting his lip against a smirk. The night was still young; Nami and Usopp were outside, ensnared in some inane drinking game while Luffy egged them on. He, however, had much better things to do with his free time. 

Such as bothering the one man currently asleep on the ship.

The wind whistled before he shut the door. It was going to get chilly, which was why he’d had the foresight to be here; Zoro put out heat like a bloody furnace.

The swordsman was belly-down on his bunk, arms splayed out, his broad back rising and falling in time with his breaths. Sanji was really banking on Zoro subconsciously recognising him here in order to not get run through with a katana, but better safe than sorry, he supposed.

He crept across the room in the soft lamplight, planted his feet, and announced “Marimo!” like he was summoning the man— before jumping and face-planting between Zoro’s shoulder blades. 

Evidently he’d been expected, because the swordsman didn’t so much as startle even as the bunk swayed under their combined weight. “What,” he deadpanned, sighing into his pillow. 

Sanji could feel it under his cheek, hear the soft whoosh of breath out of Zoro’s lungs. “It’s winding up to be a chilly night,” he sing-songed, stacking his hands to prop his chin on top. 

“You’re so fucking annoying,” Zoro groaned irritably, scrubbing both hands over the back of his head and clearly grouchy at being woken. up. 

Sleeping constantly, horrible sense of direction, grumpy all the time— “God, chéri, you’re such an old man,” Sanji complained, absentmindedly tracing patterns into Zoro’s shirt and watching the loose linen gather and twist beneath his finger. “And for someone with so much muscle, you’re not a very comfortable pil— Hey!”

“Up,” Zoro grumbled, uncoordinated and sleep-heavy as he pushed himself up and toppled Sanji off to the side.

“What’re you— Have of my efforts in trying to make you a gentleman been absolutely—” The cook squeaked as he was grabbed, muscled arms tight around his chest and waist as Zoro picked him up and rolled them over.

“Y’talk too damn much,” he muttered, the words pressed into Sanji’s hair as he adjusted, thumb rubbing up and down Sanji’s upper arm over his sleep shirt.

The motion was repetitive. Soothing. Sanji went quiet as bony ankles tangled with his; with his back pressed to Zoro’s chest, he could feel every breath the swordsman took, deep and ever-steady. Every single beat of his heart, clear against Sanji’s shoulder blades. 

The cook slid a hand over the one around his waist like he always did and laced their fingers. He’d lied about Zoro not being a comfortable bedmate; Sanji never slept better than when he was with him, and on top of that— If there was one thing better than a comfortable bedmate, it was a comfortable boyfriend. 

He had the vague awareness of a kiss being pressed to his crown before his eyes fluttered shut, sinking boneless into the thin mattress with a contented hum. Zoro didn’t sleep with a blanket, but honestly? 

Sanji never really minded.

*

His bunk creaked, dipping under the weight of a new person, and Sanji jerked awake with a soft “wha?”

“S’just me,” Zoro muttered, sliding into the blankets behind him and kicking them away after a split second of consideration, pressing the line of his body to Sanji’s back. “It’s too fuckin’ hot.” 

“You’re sticky,” Sanji whined, awake enough to protest against the feeling of damp skin and swat half-heartedly at the arm winding around his waist.

“Because I just took a shower, idiot,” Zoro hissed, which, ah. Explained why he was shirtless. 

“It’s too hot. Which is why you’re choosing to share a bed. And body heat. Okay,” Sanji yawned, his sleep-addled brain mollified as he settled back in, and Zoro huffed through his nose.

“You’re cold, it’s nice.”

“Hm.” The cook peered blearily over his shoulder before rolling over, tossing a leg over Zoro’s hip and shoving his head beneath his chin. “That’s the only reason you’re in my bed, huh?”

“Go to sleep, cook,” Zoro grumbled, something wry in his tone, “before I give you a reason to stay up.”

Sanji kicked him in the shin and fought down a sleepy grin. “Not so loud, they’ll hear you!”

“I’ve been awake this whole time, guys.” Usopp’s voice came floating from the darkness somewhere to the right, sounding a little traumatised, and Sanji sank his teeth into Zoro’s shoulder to stop himself from laughing out loud.

“Sorry, buddy,” he stage-whispered, still trying to control his residual chuckles. He could tell Zoro was laughing quietly from the rumbling beneath his cheek.

“S’fine. Just no funny business or I’ll get Nami… to…”

Their crewmate started snoring, and Sanji squinted up at Zoro’s face in the darkness. “Get Nami to what?”

“Can’t be anything good when that witch is involved,” Zoro sighed, shifting his arm up onto the pillow so Sanji could rest his head on his bicep. “Night, cook.”

“G’night. Don’t blame me when your arm falls asleep,” Sanji murmured, snuggling in with a shiver.

“Shut up.”

“Mhm. Love you.”

“…Yeah, whatever.”

“Marimo. You have to say it back.”

“Yes, okay, I love you, now please go to sleep.”

Sanji scoffed quietly. “You’re the one who woke me up.”

Zoro craned his neck to glare down at him. “I swear I will fuck off back to my own bunk.”

“…”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Pissy asshole,” Sanji muttered into his shoulder, small enough that Zoro didn’t hear.

He fell asleep with a smile on his face anyway.

fin.