#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."

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Hi!! Your Cherik is so good and gorgeous 🤩🤩 If you don't mind wanna try to draw some Fall of X Cherik please?

thank you so much !!

i have a couple of ideas relating to the fall of x period specifically since theres. A Lot i wanna play with, so i hope this lil thing may be a satisfactory start :]]

and the obligatory bonus:

[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

[dorothywonderland]

BRO LITERALLY DOXXED HIMSELF TO THE CYCLOPS. he was asking to get jumped come on

[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).

[pixlatedvampire]

💗

insert "these boots are made for walking" joke

[kinstein-art]

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

[sporeclan]

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

[venomgaia]

once again, I was possessed by a beast of some sort to make a sticker, this time of the rabbit variety! Get your own grown ass man who goes "Kuwaboo" here on redbubble!

[plulp]

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

[pebbledoes]

Many do not know that she can also be steamed.....!

@radishblogging