#fox 26

[cc1010fox]

Alpha-17: Wait...Do you hear that? What is that? Alpha-26, Maze: It's like...a higher pitched recording of us singing Vode An...? Alpha-77, Fordo: ...No...It's the cadets singing Vode An! The room goes completely silent to listen, all of them in awe of the little voices, before they start to sing along with them. They need encouragement from their ori'vode! Cody: Is that our ori'vode!? Fox: Sing louder so they know we can hear them! Wolffe: I bet I can sing louder than you! Fox: Oh yeah? I'll sing better!

[tsetsiliya]

This but make it clone wars 😔

[aceofwhump]

Whumptober 2023

Day 26: Working to Exhaustion

9-1-1 3x03

@whumptober @whumptober-archive

[mamuzzy-creates-stuff]

The C in ARC means CAT.

Fox: With all due respect Master Jetii, do not let this feral ARC roam free and hunt civilians in MY city. Zey: I see what I can do, Commander. This one is especially… hmm… eager. Sorry for the trouble. Maze: I'm going to tell Skirata. Ordo: NYAH!!!

I blame @insertmeaningfulusername for this one. (=①ω①=)

[undertale-ost-tournament]

ROUND 1: MATCH 26

SAVE The World vs Dummy!

[jtl-fics]

My favorite day of the week is back! Any new kings??

9/25/24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | New Kings AU

“Eugh, Kevin can’t you do something about this. Don’t you usually have something to say about this kind of PDA?” Nicky turns to Kevin pleadingly who merely raises an eyebrow as they’re finally led to the room.

Allison took one look at the stylist and dismissed them immediately, “Oh absolutely not. Not with my boys.” she says.

“Miss, I’m the-”

“You’re going to go and get me a nice fancy coffee.” Allison pulls $100 from her bra and puts it into the stylists hands, “You can even get yourself something fancy too. Chai latte, extra hot, 2 extra pumps of chai. Make sure it’s almond milk.” She says.

[balzbutterfly]

🎃🖌️🎨Inktobertale2024 semanal🎨🖌️🎃

Dia 31

ink sans:comyet

undertale:toby fox

[precedex-files]

Blink and you’ll miss Krycek’s cameo in FTF. Happy 26 revolutions around the sun and ruining the colonization timeline FTF!

[lbibliophile-sw]

Lightning on Coruscant

Or, Fox Tells the Truth and Cody is an Overachiever

Also on AO3 @corrieweek - day 5: fix-it @ailesswhumptober - day 26: electrocution, day 28: "I didn't think the wound was that bad…"

Based on this Tumblr post

[meraki-yao]

Woah...

[kagaminemodulesdaily]

☆Kagamine Modules of the day:

Kagamine Len Indigo Fox and Kagamine Rin Raspberry Fox designed by Tamura Hiro from Project DIVA!

[cc1010fox]

Fox, over his comms: Sure, natborn. Let me take five minutes out of my duties to give you directions to a restaurant. Ugh. Maze, laughing: Every. Kriffing. Day. Fox: They act like you just insulted their family if you tell them you're busy too. Maze: Once, I panicked and told a woman I didn't know where the bookstore was because I couldn't read, and she tried to find "the clone in white armor" for months so she could teach me how to read! Fox: That was you!? Commander Thorn demanded we give every Guard a reading comprehension test because he thought we had a shiny among us who couldn't read! Maze, laughing: I'm so sorry! Fox, laughing: No! It was actually a good thing because we found four vode who couldn't read. Now, I hear they're so excited about reading that they're regulars at the library. Maze: Awww. Silver lining.

[chuuzmii]

Eddie Diaz should have been at the cluuuuuuuubbbb😭😭😭😭😭😭

[midnightmagicks]

FFXIV 30 Day Writing Challenge Day 26: Zip

Zip: Move at high speed.

TW: NSFW !! Naughty kitsune ahead

It had been….a few months now. A few months with not so much a wisp of Daichi’s existence. It wasn’t entirely unlike the odd yokai to disappear for a time, zipping in and out of their lives upon his own whims. This was however…one of the longest amounts of time he’d gone without bothering Hajime. Unfortunately for Daichi though, Hajime was petty. 

Upon receiving the explicit (and rudely put) instruction not to enter his little portal domain, Hajime complied completely. He wouldn’t so much as think about that place. The place he knew Daichi was more than likely stuck in, currently. A lesson in the consequences of taking a tone with the fickle kitsune that is Hajime.

But, unfortunately for Hajime, Daichi had finally gotten out. 

And after a rampage in the sun and sea, he found himself standing on the interior of Hajime’s room. There was an intensity behind his stare that manifested around him, pulses of energy coming from hairline cracks along his body. He smirked, though his eyes held nothing friendly. 

“Well, hello there Hajime.  Lovely to see you again. Did you miss me?” Hajime looked over the teacup that had just made its way to his lips. So much for his peace and quiet. With a roll of his eyes, he set the teacup delicately down, not bothering to stand nor look at the intruder. His tail flicked lazily and as his gaze was on his own clawed hand. He flexed it in thinly veiled threat when his eyes drifted to the other; The guise of apathy oozing from his tone when he finally spoke. 

“Is there nothing better to do with your new-found freedom than ruin my day? I’m sure you have other things to attend to.”

Daichi’s muscles tensed, a vein popping on his forehead. Clearly agitated, his tail swished violently and he bared his fangs in a dangerous grin. “I’ve had several months ruined because you couldn’t be bothered to come find me.” “Am I your keeper? Why is that my responsibility?” “Not that I enjoy admitting this to you, you self centered ass, but you’re powerful enough to break me through the barrier that occasionally traps me.” “I seem to recall you being the one to tell me to stay out of your space.” “That obviously doesn’t apply when I’m trapped.”

“You never specified that.” The pair bickered back and forth as Daichi got increasingly agitated. He dug his claws into the palms of his hands as his body trembled with barely contained energy. Hajime seemed calm and collected, simply relaxing on his couch. This only enraged Daichi further. He couldn’t take it. 

With a snarl, his form shifted and stuttered as he teleported almost instantly across the room and on top of Hajime, pinning him against the couch with his hands gripping his collar. 

“I could kill you right now, you annoying prick. I will tear your throat out with my teeth–”

Hajime grinned wickedly, seemingly unconcerned with the sudden violence. His hands gripped Daichi’s upper arms, claws digging in enough to draw blood as he dragged crimson lines down towards his elbows. 

“I invite you to try, pup. Though…I do think there are better ways for you to occupy your obnoxious mouth.”

Despite his pettiness, Hajime had to admit he was *bored*. And what better way to cure boredom? His eyes drifted over the other’s rage-filled features, lingering on his lips before looking back into those mismatched eyes. 

Those eyes widened at the words, seemingly taken….completely off guard. For a moment. His eyebrows furrowed, and he growled lowly. “I won’t be nice to you, Hajime.” “I’m not asking you to be.” Daichi sat there, hands still gripping the other’s collar, unmoving. He stared as if battling something in his own brain. The swirl of feelings and pent-up energy confusing his thoughts. Too slow. Hajime grew impatient and huffed before snapping “Useless idiot.” at him and surging forward, crashing their lips together harshly. There was no affection or gentleness in it. All animalistic urges. That was enough to snap Daichi from his haze and he growled again, finally releasing the other’s shirt to begin fumbling with the complicated and pretentious robes Hajime was wearing. He’d managed to get the robes parted in time for Hajime to bite his bottom lip. Harshly. Daichi’s face reeled back and he swore, Bringing a hand up to harshly grab Hajime’s jaw. He tasted blood and would have felt a surge of anger had Hajime not whined at his grip.  That sent a different feeling prickling across his skin and he flicked his tail, feeling weirdly proud.

“Huh…interesting.”

“Shu–Shut up, Daichi.”

All the while, Daichi’s free hand had undone the tie on the front of Hajime’s pants, his touch wandering until his hand was around the blonde man’s length. This made Hajime dig his nails in harder, muscles twitching as he desperately searched for more friction. 

Daichi grinned, firmly pressing their lips together, blood from the earlier bite staining the other as well. When he pulled away, he looked at Hajime’s face, seeing his pupils blown wide and cheeks reddened. Smugly, he spoke in between catching his breath,

“You look pathetically desperate.”

“Relying on Leeja for– for entertainment gets old after a while, you know.”

The other’s expression changed and he groaned, pulling a face.

“.....Can you not talk about him while my hand is shoved down your pants, please?”

Hajime barked a laugh at the other's disgusted tone. His laugh faded into a stuttered sigh quickly as Daichi moved his hand quickly, effectively shutting the smaller kitsune up for a moment. Squirming against that hand, Hajime looked into mismatched eyes with his remaining shred of defiance. His breathing was heavy, but he squared his jaw. 

“You wo– *hnngh*-- won't make me beg. *Get on with it.*”

As he said, it wasn’t a beg. It was a demand.  

“Easy, hime. I'm in control right now–”

“Daichi, I will skin you alive if you ever call me that again–”

“Stop acting like a princess, then.” Daichi jolted violently when he felt a hand snake across the front of his pants suddenly before slipping down under the band of his underwear. A finger caressed the head with too much gentleness before the hand wrapped around his shaft. Hajime leaned in, grinning against his throat as Daichi hissed out a strangeled sounding “Fuck-”. Slowly but with purpose, Hajime moved hand down and then back up, repeating this motion a few times. He felt the other’s tensing and quivering with his movements, chuckling cruelly as he froze his motions. Daichi growled and Hajime bit down on the junction between shoulder and neck, causing another snarl. “Hajime…” “Shut up and behave. I’m not done playing with you yet, pup. You're not the one in charge anymore.”

----------- Daichi belongs to @soulshards :) I have decided I cannot submit these at the deadline because it STRESSES ME OUT so I am doing this entirely chaotically for the remainder of ffxivwrite yeehaw lessgo--

[mamuzzy-creates-stuff]

For the artist's asks:

5. how would you describe your art style? and/or 17. what is something youre confident about in your art?

Heyyy, thank you for the ask <3

5. How would you describe your art style?

My art is quite cartoonish, more like anime/manga, and while I'm still re-learning anatomy, I don't intend to go realistic any more than that. People who want to see the exact photocopy of Temuera Morrison in my clone art probably have a bad time in my gallery.

It's rather inconsistent, but I think I'm starting to have a recognizable style. You will always catch me using colorcodes: repcomm art usually red, coruscant guard usually red, tbb is a mix of reds, oranges and yellows (though I don't have too much tbb art), 501st art is always blue, thick lineart, and usually monochrome.

And here are these ones in comparison when the characters are not clones. My pretty sword boys~ <3

Strangely my requested arts don't reflect this, they are always ending up so different from my default style, but when my recent MayCross got attention, I was really happy. ^^

17. what is something you're confident about in your art?

I think I draw expressions well. ^^ And characters reflecting their personality is really important for me. Drawing clones is a challenge because they have to have a consistent appearance while making them always a slightly different based on their personality.

[21stcenturycheesecake]

Ms. Collins