#ive been getting so busy

[here-2suffer]

Okay guys, happy MerMay! I'm still not done with chapter 4, but I am trying to finish it this month. Though for now, have chapter 3! @total-fandom-tr45h @kattramen I'll tag you here so you don't have to go searching. Without further ado, I present to you...

Fish Tales Chapter 3

The wind was howling, the skies were a dark gray. Heavy rain poured down and lightning struck, leaving the terrifying thunder to rumble as the winds grew stronger and stronger. Ships travelling the seas that were unfortunate enough to encounter this dreadful storm went down like a stone rolling down a steep hill, being torn apart by the unforgiving waves and spilling all its contents. 

The merpeople swam hurriedly to find and guide others to shelter, only hoping that their homes were strong enough to withstand such a storm. There was yelling, screaming, and panic everywhere. It was utter chaos.  

The children were rushed inside first, then the seniors and adults. The children’s cries were blocked by the deafening thunder. The adults tried their best to calm the children, some still out and looking for shelter.  

As you tried to gather all the children still scattered outside, the storm kept getting worse. Just when you thought you finally got all the children safe inside, you hear a scream outside. You whip your head back to see a child trapped under the wall of a broken house. 

The currents grow stronger, you have to act quick. As you dash towards the injured child, you feel a pit growing in your stomach as you realize that it might be too late for both of you to get into the shelter. 

The child crawls out from under the roof you lifted, and you instantly drop it and grab the child. You can feel yourself being swayed by the rapid currents as you dash through, as you try to make sure that at least the child gets there safely. You start to lose balance, you’re not going to make it, you’re not going to make it, you’re not going to make it.  

You muster up all the strength you can to push the child to the shelter. The last thing you see is the child being caught in someone’s arms, you hear voices yell your name as you’re swept away by the storm, drifting farther and farther from the only place you’ve ever known. 

There are shipwrecks nearby, some boats still getting shredded mercilessly as their contents spill out into the ocean. As the waves roughly rock you back and forth, a net comes flying at you and you end up getting tangled in it. You try to pull it off you, but with the rough waves combatting you, it only gets worse. It tears into your skin and tail, even cutting off and bending some fins, you can feel it cut into you like some of those sharp glass pieces that get dropped into the sea. 

Tears prick your eyes as the pain becomes almost unbearable, but you keep fighting. You fight for what seems to be an eternity, fighting until you can’t fight anymore. You let the currents carry you into calmer seas, the water around you mixes with your blood, your visions blurs.  

You swim around, trying to find somewhere to rest after the event. The net slowly peels off of you, revealing the scars from your struggle. You see something in the distance. A big shadow that looks like... 

A rock! 

You dart towards the shadow, hoping that there are other merpeople up there willing to help you. You try to call for help, crying out to the large shadow as your vision blurs even more, the corners of your vision fading into black.  

Though your cries seem to have gotten the attention of whoever was up there because they throw something off to the side, a rope splashes into the water. You grab onto the rope, and you feel yourself being pulled up. 

You’re finally safe. 

You can feel yourself getting unconscious, you can’t fight it anymore. You close your eyes and feel some arms grab you before you’re set down on a rough surface. You don’t think this is how rocks typically feel, but you can’t confirm or deny that as you quickly slip into unconsciousness. 

The last thing you hear are two voices filled with surprise and worry. 

[stil-lindigo]

mumbattan's one and only pavitr prabhakar!!

prints

[nicktoonsunite]

misc NU doodles part tres

last comic is based off off my nasb 2 clip

[archivebottles]

"You don't need to worry about me. I can take care of myself now."

[road-kill-eater]

its so hot out i DONT want to leave this stream im at so i did a little AF attack for @mondhoundart on an artists conk

[drbtinglecannon]

Everyone enjoy this pic of our new cat, Chester. The thousand-yard stare and extremely mushed face really make it an instant classic

[intotheelliwoods]

Masterpost

Bit of notes for this small update!

I like to imagine that Poptart often hides his own feelings since Sprouts mood would depend on his own. If he can hide whatever he is actually feeling and pretend to be happy, he believes Sprout in turn would be happy as well. I hope to bring this idea up more in the future...

And, I wont draw it, but do imagine lots of training for these two off-screen! (off... comic? off-comic.) I have been meaning to do something showing Sprout training him and showing him some one armed fighting styles, but I dont really know how to turn it into a proper update so 🤔

With that being said though, it is important to note, that Poptart can summon his sword from thin air at will :) this will be important later....

[leafsfromthevine]

the boys are fighting (together. homoerotically, even).

[kinstein-art]

sorry i havent posted in forever but anyways i saw D&W and now i have brainworms :)

[pixlatedvampire]

💗

insert "these boots are made for walking" joke

[sporeclan]

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Leaf-bare again and we're already off to a bad start :')

[plulp]

IM NOT A DOCTOR BUT I THINK I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP

[thefrogdalorian]

I was watching Chapter 15: The Believer yesterday and something stood out to me that I guess I'd never really thought about before...

When the Juggernaut is getting attacked by the Pirates, we see several shots of Din struggling without his armour. It's a new way of fighting for him and he struggles to adapt at first.

He quickly rallies and skilfully fights them off, though. But more pirates soon appear and after fighting them off, Din is thrown backwards. He sees several pirates approaching.

Din lies down in defeat, powerless to fight them off without his armour or weapons. Knowing his death is likely imminent, without hope of survival.

Instead of giving up and accepting defeat, he does not allow himself to wallow in despair and mystery. After sighing deeply he steadies himself and gets right back up:

Facing down death as the pirates approach, he does not show weakness or fear.

He doesn't allow himself to be cowardly, or dwell on his likely impending doom and the fact he has failed in his quest to rescue the child he loves so much...

Instead, Din stands there with his fists up, outnumbered and without weapons, prepared to fight to the end even in the face of certain death...

Fortunately, of course, the TIE Fighters appear to save the day and Din succeeds in his quest to rescue Grogu and, well, you know the rest.

But I think this little moment in one of the best episodes is such a good insight into his character.

Standing up with his fists clenched like that, outnumbered and hopeless but refusing to accept defeat is perhaps one of the most Mandalorian things he's ever done. Yet only a few minutes later he removes his helmet and that act leaves him rendered an apostate in the eyes of his people. Told he is a Mandalorian no more, even.

It's kind of heartbreaking because he really did not deserve to be told that. Mandalorians are proud warriors, who never give up. Being a coward is the worst insult in Mando'a, their ancient language. Here, Din showed that he is nothing of the sort.

Din Djarin is as honourable a Mandalorian as they come.

[junebugdunes]

movie night

art trade with @jet-set-go-go !

[astrelle]

SHOP OPENS TOMORROW APRIL 21st (2024)

brand new items will be up for preorder, and previous charms are coming back for preorders again!! I’ve been working on this shop update for about two months, i hope everyone enjoys!

mothcharm.com

[ayatheav]

a prime number