#quadruple life fanart

[shepscapades]

Absolutely obsessed with @zhukzucraft’s Quadruple Life au/webcomic, it’s becoming a serious problem <3 something about the last update totally took me out, so I had to do a little doodle of Dapper Duo to get it out of my system :]

(also, the framing of the original panel image makes it look like the campfire smoke in the background is like. Coming from mumbo and it made me laugh so much that I had to include it in my doodle hehehe)

[gillipop-curated]

quadruple life fanart because @zhukzucraft's design for dl²!joe is really awesome and looked fun to draw. also i needed practice with lineless art and perspective. in retrospect, using an isometric render is probably not the best way to practice perspective.

[codther]

Nothing on the brain but dapper duo for hours

I drew them because yeah, they are infesting my thoughts, I used my own designs but maybe one day I will draw the canon designs

[sophies-junkyard]

Cleaning out my childhood room and found my old charcoals, so I sketched for the first time in YEARS. I am deliriously sick but now this giant portrait of Sasuke is staring at me and i dont know how he GOT here. Quit looking at me Sauce Man

[zhukzucraft]

well hello there! i'm zhuk and this is a side blog for my Minecraft Youtube (primarily Hermitcraft and Life SMP) fanart and other shenanigans

readmore for useful info and links

Hermitcraft fanart tag LINK

i am currently involved in the creation of 2 different Life SMP fan sessions:

Wild Life

written by @findingschmomo, illustrated by zhukzubast

The premise: 3rd life but the gimmick has all players split into cats and dogs, leading to new looks, new alliances and a whole lot of shenanigans

MAIN TAG; AO3 Chapters: | 1 | 2 |

Quadruple Life

(aka Double Life Squared) written and drawn by zhukzubast with the help of the community

The premise: Double Life (with a twist) but Skizz, Gem, Lizzie and Mumbo join in, as well as 2 completely new players. Art style and reader input driven narrative inspired by Homestuck

MAIN TAG LINK (specific links TBD)

CURRENT EVENTS: none atm

AO3 LINK

discord server (CURRENT LINK - please tell me if it expires again)

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other stuff of note:

polls i did for funsies LINK

if you want to make a pfp, phone lock screen, moodboard or any other such thing from my art - you have my permission

if you want to make works inspired by my ideas - you have my permission and my blessing (and also i would love to see)

this blog will contain some hermitshipping/trafficshipping content, but i try not take it further than the creators themselves do

for the sake of easier blog navigation i move answered asks, WIPs and administrative posts to an archive blog (LINK) after a few weeks

FAQ and commission info TBD

[0nelittlebirdtoldme]

Writer asks

Got tagged by @bluecatwriter. With another year of writing slowly coming to an end, why not look over some of my stuff? Thanks for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

143 works, however 2 or 3 of them are just some of my crossposted fanart.

2. What's your total ao3 word count? 428,434. Wanted to get to 500k this year, but i suppose i am not quite there yet.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Still just Dracula/Dracula 2020. Some IWTV, some Fight Club. 2 for Empire of the Vampire which i have neither finished reading, nor is there a proper fandom for.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Death's Sunrise (of course, the only fic to gain over 1k kudos). 1,071 as of now

3 Sandman fics i don't care for anymore so i am not gonna name them (if you are curious, just look them up yourself, you know where to find them)

The Gathered Night 

Touch as Soft as Ice (Harkula Tumblr Prompts) (the tumblr prompt collection which i kind of have disbanded by now - i just post the prompt fics by themselves these days)

Ladybugs Don't Fly at Night 

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to, but sometimes i just lack the energy. I do get a lot of comments, in all fairness, but even if i don't reply right away, i just want you to know that i do read and appreciate them all! <3

6. What's the fic you wrote that has the angstiest ending?

The majority is really angsty. If I had to guess, either DS or Completed - a quadruple drabble in which Dracula, in his delusion, is holding onto Jonathan's very dead corpse, somehow still waiting for him to come back to (un)life.

7. What's the fic you wrote that has the happiest ending?

Either something from Castles in the Air, my softer drabble collection, or something like Keeping Family - a very self indulgent murder husbands + accidental baby acquisition fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

By god, the things i find in my inbox some days are really something. (Side bar: just because a writer writes specific themes and topic it doesn't make it alright to send them death and grape threats christ on a cracker)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh yes. My smut always flirts with the idea of consent and power dynamics. I think it's in general on the more intense side, although i do have some softer, slower works. A personal favorite of mine are the really sweet and sloppy ones - consensual somno and the like.

10. Do you write crossovers?

TGN, my beloved. My Dracula x IWTV crossover. Not really related to either Dracula or Interview with the Vampire, but i just wanted to put my 4 vamps (Jonathan, Drac, Louis and Lestat) like mentos into a carbonated soda bottle and shake them around real good, just to see what happens.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Er. Yes. Was a whole deal. Sorted it out. Kinda. Hope it doesn't happen any longer.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not officially (see no. 11)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I would be down for it! I do some beta reading for KINGBeerZ on ao3, both for his Dracula fics as well as currently an original work, which is fun and interesting, but i could totally see myself actually co-writing a fic with someone else if we had the same vision for the story.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Forgive me, but yes, it is Harkula. Sorry not sorry. I like them messy, i like them problematic, and i am aware of it. Also i just like to see Jonathan properly dishevelled and out of breath.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but don't think you ever will?

There has been one fic i pulled and have not looked at since. It was giving me trouble the second i posted it, made me have a mental break down and freak out. Didn't get much feedback on it the weeks after so i decided it wasn't worth the trouble. Probably wouldn't do it that way these days, but eh.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I feel like i am quite good with dialogue, quick snappy banter and teasing and the like. Maybe also the way i describe pain, body horror, etc.?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Grammar. I swear. As a non native speaker, it is always grammar for me.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I either translate it right away, put it in italics, or leave it as it. Totally depends on what effect i want to achieve.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

With great shame i have to say that i started out on Wattpad. 15 year old me has discovered BBC's Sherlock and was unstoppable (well, at least until i switched to ao3 and nuked the wattpad account). On ao3 my first fic was DS, and the fandom Dracula (2020)

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Hard to say. I still love DS despite the typos and messy plot, and am currently obsessed with TGN. But there are so many others i am quite proud of.

Leaving a tag for @argyleheir as well as @chthonic-cassandra and anyone else who feels like it, but absolutely no pressure!

[danpuff-ao3]

My beloved Nina, also known as the very gifted PinaNaponi, and here as @vulnerasanenturmyprince. I cannot tell you how much this lady means to me. She's on a hiatus from fandom right now, but I couldn't not dedicate some love to my sweet friend.

Nina and I met during one of the worst periods of my life. And she had no idea just how much joy she brought into my life then, because I kept so much of what I was dealing with hush hush. Our first time interacting was a literal cry for help on my end where Nina told me "if you're okay talking to a literal stranger, my DMs are open." Which just goes to show how openhearted and generous she is. She gave me so much support that day.

When I was struggling, and feeling alone, and afraid, Nina reminded me that decent people exist. She's walked through rough situations with such grace and class. All before we were properly friends. And she is, somehow, all the more wonderful when she's in your corner.

This lady is intelligent, skilled, creative, and passionate, and kind. I adore her to bits. And even when she slipped out of fandom, we've kept in touch. And I know without a doubt that whatever our distance on this earth, and in fandom, whatever life throws in our way, I've got this lady for good. And she simply must be celebrated! She writes, narrates, draws, and even binds books! Talk about a quadruple threat!

So here are some goodies of Nina's for you to admire. All below the cut because I got carried away with hers and it's longer than usual!

Art:

Rockstar AU Severus & Harry

Snarry Sanctuary Discord icon

Compulsory Figures fanart

Snape's nose art for Impeccable Logic and Belated Epiphanies

Severus' birthday (Snarry)

Star Trek Snarry

Dron Christmas (for me!)

Snarry Christmas

Birthday Fic-Bindings:

Danpuff short stories

Genuinely, I cried. (She also included yummy German snackies in the package, but that's besides the point.) Is there a better gift to give someone? To put your love into giving another's work physical shape? I have a physical copy of my own works because of Nina. I'm tearing up just thinking about it. Never have I been given such a thoughtful gift. And it's yellow, too!! (I love yellow.) (Also I'm a Hufflepuff, if the "puff" in "danpuff" didn't give it away.)

Certain Dark Things

LilaDiurne's Certain Dark Things is an incredible story and the book Nina created for it is so gorgeous! Geez Louise, what a rockstar!

Drabbles:

Hunger

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 196.

Severus is a gourmet.

No pretty Girl

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 297. Hate sex.

Snape is a terrible liar.

Fics:

Feline Felicis

Harry/Severus. Rated: M. Words: 10,708. Cat!Harry. Fluff.

Potter, in a fit of being his usual hazardous self, goes about things in all the wrong ways. Of course it falls to Severus to fix the mess. It goes not at all as expected.

The Ferryman

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 7,021. Mental health issues.

A story about ghosts and Psychopomps, and two men who might be better off together.

Set Phasers to Stun

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 18,580. Fluff & smut. Humor. Headmaster Snape & Professor Potter. Snarry Swap 2021.

Harry returns to Hogwarts to apprentice under none other than Severus Snape as a Star Trek: Voyager craze hits the school. Harry is soon to find out that he, in fact, does like sci-fi ― and Vulcans.

Podfic:

Boxes & Baubles

written by me! Narrated by Nina. Severus-centric. Lily & Severus friendship. Minor Regulus/Severus. Endgame Harry/Severus. Rated: T. Length: 21 minutes.

Christmas trees over the first four (and a half) decades of Severus’ life.

Poem:

Lovers' Flight

Harry/Severus. Rated: T. Words: 221. MCD. Wartime. Poem. Kill Your Darlings Fest 2022. Inspired by "Elf King" by Goethe.

When Goethe meets Snarry

Webcomic

Quarantine Days

Harry/Severus. Rated: M. Muggle Au. Domestic fluff. Fluff & smut. Snarry AUctober Fest 2021.

A collection of three-panel comics about Harry and Severus stuck at home during quarantine.

for an explanation about Mutuals March, or to figure out why i wrote you a thing, please check out this post.

[opinated-user]

i was cleaning up my ask box from some unpleasant messages and i accidentally deleted an ask pointing out that Kiandra, the quadruple disabled OC that LO wrote to not have more purpose in life than being the wife of Lana... originally was meant to be Ascentia?

at least that is what this piece of fanart made by MO, the co-author of the fanfic, seems to imply.

if that is true then that means that ascentia, as a character from LO, has gone from being raped, beaten and abused by Twilight of MLP to having a daughter through some kind of "humilliating way" that's full of awful possibilities (only to later have that same daughter develop incestuous feelings for her and she getting blamed for it) and now to literally lose "her parts" to just hope to die young after being a passive submissive wife. Ascentia is also the character that LO most porn had Lizzy draw about for her and the character she later paired up with Elethyn in order to make more porn, now from MO's hands. clearly ascentia is sexually attractive for LO... and she makes her go through all of this. but remember, according to her, other people are the ones getting off to the suffering of female characters.

[spicyfoodboi]

born to make history

Genre: fluff

A Kenma Kozume x reader

A figure skater AU

Synopsis: at first glance, Kenma may not look like he enjoys competing on the ice but you know he works hard to get gold in the Grand Prix final. Will being there to support him in the final stretch really up his game, or will he start to drown in the pressure of the competition?

a/n: Hello everyone! I finally rewatched Yuri on ice so I could write this with a bit more experience. I also searched up the different jumps and how to do them just so I could describe them better, hopefully, it isn't that inaccurate. I actually got the inspiration to write this and rewatch the series was because of this kuroken fanart I found on Pinterest along time ago! I can’t really use it here since I cannot find the artist ;-; Hope you guys enjoy it!

 He was used to the bite of the ice.

He always felt it pierce his skin when he touches it. It felt cold to land on it, to slip on it. But that didn't stop him.

The thrill of performing on that harsh, unforgiving surface made things worth it.

He didn't care about medals or trophies, he was there skating in front of thousands maybe millions of people because he loves seeing the audiences' expressions when he does a quadruple toe loop-triple axel combo or hearing the cheers from his fans while he glides through his step sequence. It might not look like it, but he was hooked on the cheers and claps from the stands, not only from his fans, from you as well.

You were always there beside him. You were there while he practiced and practiced the quadruple lutz for his routine, making sure he took breaks and he didn't beat himself up when he falls time and time again. You were there next to him in the kiss and cry, looking at his scores, from the lowest of his career to breaking a world record. You were there to send him off the ice to start his short program with his coach, Kuroo.

You were always there.

It was time to pay you back. His final routine was dedicated to you.

"hey ken-ken, relax okay? This is the finals, you've come a long way, you don't have to stress," you said, kissing his cheeks while you knead the knots out of the boy's shoulders. His heart flutters, feeling you next to him for his final routine of the season, the only thing separating you was the wall surrounding the rink.  He knows you're watching him proudly whether he wins or he fails and for the first time in his life, he wants to take home the gold.

A gold medal for you to bite into and leave an indent in it.

He skated to the middle of the rink and listened to the music carefully, starting his routine off flawlessly. You hummed along to the tune, seeing him pull off a triple loop, the crowd growing wild as he glides through the ice.

He takes a deep breath, getting ready for the second half with his routine. He sees you in the corner of his eyes, giving him the last jolts of energy he needs to finish his routine with a perfect quadruple salchow. He gets in his final pose, facing you, a big smile on his face. He's done it. He finished his routine with flying colors.

He skates off and ran into your arms, hugging you tightly. You could feel his chest heaving up and down but he was emanating a happy aura, making you smile too.

"i-i did it kitten! I finished it!" he whispered in your ear, pure joy in his tone. He pulls away only to kiss your plump lips. This kiss lingered longer as a good luck charm on the scores, hoping that it was high enough to place first. You didn't doubt that he wouldn't reach that spot. You knew for a fact that this was his season. He deserved this medal and with that performance, he might've just sealed the deal.

You sit next to him along with Kuroo in the kiss and cry, Kenma sitting in between you two, waiting for the calculations of the total scores. Your hand was entangled with his, letting him squeeze it as many times as he needed. He was nervous, he could feel it. Kuroo was holding onto some of the cat plushies that were thrown out from the stage, squeezing it tightly when on the big screen, the score flashed, revealing he got a total of 319.54, a new record for Kenma. That record thrusting him into first place.

He looked over at you, eyes filled with tears that he's been keeping in before the relief washed over him. He uncharacteristically jumped out of his seat and hugged you and Kuroo tightly. "you did it Kenma!" Kuroo was yelling out, hugging back tightly. You couldn't keep your tears in as you sobbed into the skater's shoulder.

The three of you get up from the kiss and cry and let Kenma go on the ice to receive his shining gold medal with the biggest grin the world has ever seen. He waved the medal in his hand before bringing it to his mouth and lightly biting on it, leaving an indent.

 He gave one last goodbye to the audience before skating towards you into the sidelines. You bring him into his arms again, letting him relish in the warmth of your embrace. He pulls away, taking off the gold medal from his neck and slipping it around yours. "if I'm a winner, you are too." he said with a smile, kissing your cheek. You let out a small giggle "thank you ken-ken. May I?", taking in the sight of the glimmering plate. He smiles at you, pulling you beside him, shoulder to shoulder. He gazed at you as you brought it to your lips for you to bite softly.

Kenma might be used to the bite of the ice, but he could never forget the feeling of winning the Grand Prix with you beside him.

Bonus:

Kuroo walked over to both of you, wearing a pleading pout on his face. He smiled at Kenma, a smile that shows he has something to ask, an ulterior motive.

"can I bite the medal too?"

"no Kuroo."

Hey everyone! Hope you guys enjoy this lovely fic! I really enjoyed writing this since yuri on ice was one of my first animes and after rewatching it, some things never really change. Hope you guys enjoyed this! Requests are open so if you guys have any more ideas like this one, please don't be shy in leaving anything in my inbox! Love you guys 💞💕❤❤

taglist (don’t be shy to comment your tumblr @ below!): @tokyoghoose @macaronnv  @brainwqshed @reogou @cadekagi @feedmewires

This is a reupload!!

[jellyviscious]

Hewwo yes I want to hear ALL about cyborg Rat AU, specifically his paling around with Genji! Does he hang with anyone else? Is he still an explosive lil nut case? Where is Hog man??

Hey! Sorry about the long wait @emile-hides  Originally i was gonna answer this question with lots of art and story boards and then I quickly realized that I have absolutely no energy for any of that. I hope my ramblings here will do. So cyborg Rat AU!! I have lots of overwatch aus, but this one is based in some Overwatch Concept art, a very tiny, blurry piece where Junkrat looks to be mostly machine as apposed to just sporting a couple of metal limbs. So I took that idea and expanded on it by doodling a Junkrat with big, cumbersome metal parts and tubes and wires sticking out of him not too unlike Blackwatch Genji. And then that got me thinking...Genji and Junrkat could totally bond over being practically ripped to pieces in this AU! Which is how the Cyborg rat AU came to be. So here’s the story as I have it so far:

Junkertown is already a barely habitable wasteland as in, but in this AU its even worse. I added a new hostile to the environment, a creature that Junkers fearfully call “spiders”. These “spiders” are actually deformed omnics that have gone mad from the radioactive blast and the omnic crisis. They’re called spiders because of their many limbs, and they spend most of their time crawling across the desert floor searching for other omnics. When they find said omnic, the spider proceeds to remove the omnics limbs and attach them to themselves, leaving these spiders as terrifying metal creatures with far too many appendages. Who knows why they do this. Maybe in an attempt to feel “fixed” or “whole”. (NOTE: “Spiders” aren’t my idea. It was a concept I came across in an old overwatch fanfiction I must have read like 4 years. I tried to look for it but I haven’t had any luck yet) Well, Junkrat and Roadhog had already met and been partners/friends for years at this point, living pretty much their regular canon Junker life when Jamison made the mistake of coming across a “spider” and he did NOT make it out unscathed. Safe to say, the encounter nearly killed him!

The only reason Junkrat is still alive today is because Roadhog had managed to find him in the nick of time. Jamison survived through a mix of Roadhog’s healing gas, Roadhog’s basic first aid training, and some Junkertown doctors that needed a little persuading.  Now Junkrat wasn’t exactly grateful for this. He was incredibly wounded, physically and mentally, and being left a quadruple amputee put him in a very dark place. He wasn’t exactly pleasant and yelled at Roadhog a lot, told him he should have saved him sooner, that he was a shitty bodyguard, that it should have been him, that Roadhog should have left him to die... Time passed, and Jamison heals up quickly because healing is super advanced even in Junkertown if you know the right people. But Junkrat can’t live his life bedridden, so similarly to Genji, they build Junkrat a new body, just the Junker way. His new limbs are heavy and bulky and more weapons than limbs, because of course Junkrat demanded a rocket launcher be built in. It hurts really, but Jamison doesn’t care as long as he doesn’t need to be taken care of anymore. 

This is where the story gets a little fuzzy? I haven’t ironed out all the details tbh, I’ve been having fun with this.

Somehow the Junkers get recruited by Overwatch. Maybe they were scouted out early on because these two can kick ass or something, and they agree to their invitation after being told that they could help with Junkrats constant pain by fitting him with more advanced limbs. That’s where he meets Genji, who is just as prickly as normal at first, but it only takes a bit of prodding from Junkrat to get Genji to let his guard down. Genji sorta marvels at the fact that Junkrat is in a pretty similar boat as him but somehow Junkrat is so upbeat and excited to be alive. They bond over it. Still fuzzy on the details, but I liked the idea of Symmetra helping with creating Jamisons new body which is why the metal limbs are all pretty crisp and white. 

Also I have some fanart here with Concept Lucio so do with that what you will. From there, Junkrat gets some swanky new limbs and takes on the job as Overwatch’s weapons engineer and he’s pretty damn good at it, if a bit eccentric. 

I had a lot of cute comic ideas for the cyborg buddies, like Junkrat being between surgeries, laying in bed without any of his limbs, looking pretty miserable, and Genji decided to keep him company by having him lean back on his chest and playing some video games like animal crossing or something. It distracts him right up and Junkrat starts swearing off tom nook like god damn bitch taking all his damn bells. Or they sort of just talk about what happened with them, how they got here, the growth they had, comparing each others injuries and probably hugging and crying who knows.

I could be shippy or it could just be platonic! That’s all I got so far! Thanks for expressing interest! 

[shepscapades]

@zhukzucraft YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING INDESCRIBABLE TO ME!!!

[ja0-s-blank-canvas-fic]

Chapter 54 - Sports Festival: Awards Ceremony

AO3 - here

Fanfiction.net - here

So...uh, I accidentally hit post on AO3? So you're getting this a day early? ^___^;

Thank you everyone for your comments last chapter! I was a little worried about writing a satisfying last match especially after the confrontation. I even had to take a break from writing that part to work on future parts just to refresh my brain from writing fights. Which helped a lot and let my mind stew on it in the back of my mind to come up with more ideas. And thus last chapter was born. So yay to y'all liking it! :D

With chapter 54 we finally have arrived at the award ceremony! :D We have quite a few pov changes this chapter. Parents, Heroes, students, and a Villain.

Warning for swearing for Bakugou and the Villain this chapter. Also warning for teasing near the end of the chapter. From "So...if we're best friends..." to just before "Hitoshi merely hummed in answer...".

Also, we got fanart!! :D I made a fanart section to the discord so if you make anything, please share! I will love any and all that you give me. ^____^ Anyway, thank you so much CyreneHime and Canon on discord for the arts! I've added the links to them in chapter 6.

Also also! I was looking through my sports festival pictures and decided to make a tumblr post of the various team flags the students made for the festival. I added the link to chapter 35. I did say I would make one for the team chants and I will but I'll need to go through my closet to find them.

Anyway! Check those out if you'd like and let's get on with the chapter! :D

Linktree to all the things!

End notes for the chapter are under the line.

Well that was an array of reactions. First off, good parent Inko and Hisashi being proud of their son. Second, the students being proud of their placement or mostly. Bakugou certainly isn't but his inner voice isn't going easy on him. I hope you liked my version of his reaction though 'cause the canon version where he's basically foaming at the mouth is just wrong. Calm the fuck down, explody boy. Third, Aizawa hates life and judgmental people and wants to yell at all the idiots. While Awkward Might is awkward. Fourth, Shiggy makes an appearance again and has shown interest in Izuku! Watch out broccoli boy! Handy man's got his eye on you. Fifth, the crowd. Gods that hurt to write. I don't want to but I feel that's how the world would react in this AU. Izuku is challenging long standing social norms in regards to quirks and power. He's got an uphill battle ahead of him but what else is new. Guess he'll just have to keep trying.

So Bakugou is very much still in trouble. Aizawa is keeping an eye on explody boy. And Izuku sort of tells Hitoshi what happened though more of a summary than anything. He's still feeling overwhelmed by the confrontation so doesn't want to talk about it. Hitoshi is a good bestie and hugs are just freaking necessary sometimes, ya know?

Just a reminder in regards to Present Mic announcing like that, back in chapter 34 that was what Izuku asked him to do. To wait until he either lost or won first place. :P

Fun Facts About Japan:

Once the sports festival is done, the students form into their groups before the podium and the judges. They do have judges that come to be unbiased in the points. I would guess people from another school or part of the Board of Education. Based on my experience serving as judge for the English speech contest the next city over at one point and that same city would send judges to watch our students. To be as fair as possible. Anyway, at the reveal of the winner, they like to be all dramatic about it. The schools will show the scores putting one number up at a time. During the entire festival, the points would be updated and reach the triple or even quadruple digits on the school's scoring system. For the final score, the schools I went to would put the ones place first followed by the tenths and then the thousandths place if there are multiple teams in the same thousandths or they will put the tenths place followed by the hundredths then thousandths if there is a clear winner. For example from one of my schools' reveal:

Blue: ---3, Yellow: ---6, Red: ---5, Orange: ---9 Blue: --83, Yellow: --36, Red: --35, Orange: --89 Blue: 1-83, Yellow: 1-36, Red: 1-35, Orange: 1-89 Blue: 1383, Yellow: 1336, Red: 1435, Orange: 1289

They really like building up the tension. XD Of course the winning team freaks out. The team leaders get presented a trophy by the principal along with a certificate. Typically when receiving anything anything in Japan, whether a certificate, business card, book, trophy, etc., you grasp it with both hands. I believe the right and then the left. Then both parties give a bow before the giver lets go and the receiver keeps it in their hands. If it's on a stage, the receiver would then turn around to the crowd and bow to them before leaving the stage. So there's an award for the winner of the sports festival but there is also an award for cheering. Whichever team showed the most spirit and enthusiasm in their cheers both during the cheering competition as well as from the sidelines during the events. So the cheering part is very important along with the events.

Once the awards are handed out and the principal, a few teachers, and the team leaders make speeches, the students get in their groups for group picture time. There are photographers there the entire time btw taking toooooons of pictures of the events and the students in general.

That's it for this chapter! This marks the official end of the sports festival arc (thank goodness), but not the end of this day. Izuku is just so busy all the time. Next chapter we have Izuku reflecting on what happened, best friend Mei, people being idiots, and friend times! ^___^ Until then, thanks for reading and report any typos or weirdness!

[aubstacle-of-course]

Me Top 10 Arts - 2019

Since the year is about to come to a close, I thought I'd share a lil collection of some of my favorite pieces I've created over the past 12 months. Here they are folks!

1. The Sun and the Moon

Far and away my most-liked non-fanart on this site! But then people are suckers for an ADHD struggle/success story

2. Del Corazón

Made this one while my dad was still in the hospital after his quadruple bypass surgery when it looked like there might be complications

3. Rose Bride

Technically I started this last year, but I finally finished her! I made an animated version as well, but I wanted to share the higher-quality still image here.

4. Pugson

He's out here just living his best life ;-;

5. Yeroc

One of the two most annoyingly gorgeous men I know

6. YRGR

Repaint of an older piece bc I wanted to loosen up and be a lil funkier!

7. Tangled up in blue

Self portrait. Let's hear it for contrasting colors!

8. Just Don't Do It

This Nike model has -GASP- hairy pits! "How BRAVE," sighs the Internet...

9. Can you feel it?

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10. Epicdemi-

Yes it is She! The "vaping is an epidemic" girl looking extra extra concerning!!!! Nicotine is actually lil worms in yr brain doncha kno

That's all folks, thanks for making it through my longass post! Let's all outdo ourselves artistically this next decade òwó

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I’m now at the point where I’m creating my own fanart in favor of studying XD <3 Well, here you’ll get some fanart of chapter 20 of my story Dearly beloved <3 (PS: It’s my first digital art ever, so be nice) XD <3

I included the chapter so you’ll know what I’m talking about <3 And the full story can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11490639/chapters/25774182

Anyways, Chapter 20 - Dearly Beloved

Yuuri couldn’t contain his gasp when he saw Victor nail his quadruple jump. It was a quadruple salchow, and the landing was perfect.

“Good job, Victor.” Yakov called across the ice rink.

“I did it, Yakov, I told you I could!” Victor cheered. “Yuuri, did you see?”

Yuuri nodded frantically. “It was amazing!”

Victor skated towards him. “How did it look? Did I spin fast?”

“Yes, you did.” Yuuri assured. “I could barely count the spins.”

Victor beamed with pride. “Yakov, can I please use the jump in my short program?”

Yakov chuckled fondly before his face grew deadly serious. “No.”

“What? No? Why?” Victor questioned. “This jump will give me a new record.”

“Your program will get you a new record. You don’t need any quads.” Yakov explained. “Besides, you’ve only managed to land one. It doesn’t mean that you’re good enough to add a quad to your program on the last day.”

“But you promised that I could start competing with quads when I turned fifteen…”

“You’ve been fifteen for one day, Victor.” Yakov pointed out. “Calm down.”

“I’m perfectly calm.” Victor protested. “I’m just saying…”

“The answer is no.” Yakov stated, leaving no room for arguments.

Yuuri could tell that Victor didn’t let it go. His entire face was just screaming rebellion. “Okay, coach…” Victor said grimly. “Whatever you say.” ……………………………….

“Victor, you’re not going to do anything stupid, right?” Yuuri asked in concern. It was almost time for Victor to perform. And Victor had a weird look on his face.

The Grand Prix final was held in Moscow, Victor’s home territory. And his fans were definitely cheering the loudest.

Victor didn’t want to disappoint them by playing it safe. If he knew that he could be better, wasn’t he an idiot for not doing it?

“Victor?” Yuuri prodded.

“I’m not doing anything stupid.” Victor assured. “I’m doing something smart.”

“Just…” Yuuri started but trailed off.

“What?” Victor asked gently. It was almost time of him to go on the ice. But he couldn’t skate if Yuuri looked so worried.

Victor crouched down so he could get a better look of his mate, when Yuuri suddenly threw his arms around Victor’s neck. “Please, don’t get hurt…” He pleaded.

Victor hugged Yuuri back. “I won’t.” He promised. “I know what I’m doing…”

Yuuri nodded against his shoulder before reluctantly letting him go.

Victor backed away when he suddenly felt Yakov’s hand on his shoulder. “It’s almost time now, jacket off.”

Victor made a sound of acknowledgement. “Will you watch it for me?” He asked Yuuri.

Yuuri nodded solemnly.

Victor chuckled and took off the jacket that connected him to Russia, and handed it to Yuuri.

Yuuri almost choked on his own breath when he saw Victor’s costume in all its glory. He had seen it on TV, but it was so different in person. The crystals covering his entire torso, and the white fluffy wings on in his shoulders, made him look like an angel.

“Yuuri?” Victor asked worriedly.

Yuuri inhaled shakily. “Y-yes…?”

Victor smiled softly to his mate. “Try and breathe, okay?”

Yuuri’s face turned red in an instant, but he took a deep breath to appease Victor.

“That’s my boy…” Victor declared and ruffled Yuuri’s hair.

Yuuri tired his best to fix it, but without a mirror, it was more or less a lost cause.

Victor chuckled fondly. “You look so cute like that…”

“Victor.” Yakov snapped. “Focus.”

“Victor, focus…” Victor mocked in Japanese.

Yuuri laughed despite himself. “Victor, you really shouldn’t make fun of him… He only wants what’s best for you.”

“Yeah…” Victor scoffed. “We’ll see…”

“And now, give a warm welcome to Russia’s treasure. Who’s performing in his home territory this time around, Victor Nikiforov.” The announcer spoke. “Victor, skate.” Yakov urged.

Victor kissed the ring on Yuuri’s hand. “Cheer for me?”

Yuuri smiled. “Just try to stop me…” ……………………………

Victor was a panting mess by the time his performance was over. He had replaced all of his triple salchows with quad salchows. He had touched down on two, but landed the other three perfectly.

The audience roared in awe, and Victor felt as if he was on the top of the world. Despite having Yakov trying to burn him alive with a look so furious, that he made Medusa seem like a puppy.

But Victor decided that it didn’t matter, when he finally turned to the person he wanted to impress above all else. His true mate, who was currently hugging his jacket so tightly, that Victor was worried that he might choke himself.

He quickly made his way over to him. “Yuuri, what did you think?” He asked happily as he reached for the rink-wall.

“It was amazing!” Yuuri cheered as Victor skated to a halt. “You’re so amazing, everything was just so…so…”

“Amazing?” Victor filled in.

Yuuri nodded. “It was the best program I have ever seen.”

Yakov didn’t look impressed as he gave Victor the silent treatment, Probably because of all the reporters standing behind them. But his eyes said plenty.

Victor was going to get an earful later…

Victor didn’t care, however. Yuuri looked at him with so much admiration and love that it would definitely be worth it. He would spend the rest of his life with Yakov screaming in his ear, if that was what it took to have Yuuri look at him like that.

“I’m glad.”

Yuuri smiled before he flinched in realization. “Oh, do you want your jacket back?”

Victor laughed as he shook his head fondly. “I’m still very warm after the performance. Why don’t you hold onto it or now?”

Yuuri looked at the jacket determinately. “I will protect it with my life.”

Victor wrapped an arm around Yuuri. His mind was firmly made up that Yuuri was coming with him to the kiss and cry. “Please don’t risk your life like that. I can always get a new jacket…”

Yuuri smiled shyly. “Okay. But it would be a shame if anything happened to it. It’s a very beautiful jacket.”

“Do you want it?” Victor asked. “I can get a new one, and you can keep that if you’d like?”

Yuuri’s eyes widened. “Really?”

Victor chuckled and pulled Yuuri closer to himself to cover him from the flashing cameras. “Really.” …………………

The jacket was about five sizes too big for Yuuri, but that didn’t keep him from wearing it to Victor’s free skate the next day.

Victor beamed with pride. Having Yuuri wear his jacket made something flutter in his heart, just like the rings did.

It was probably his possessiveness as a alpha. If he could, he would probably put out giant billboards all over the world of the two of them together, with the inscription ‘true mates’. But his parents had already shot down that proposal four times. So it was probably not going to happen…

“What’s in the bag?” Victor asked. Breaking the silence the excitement had put them in.

Yuuri had been carrying a bag ever since they left the hotel. But Yuuri kept it in his free hand. Out of Victor’s sight.

“A surprise…” Yuuri said secretively.

Victor hated how curious that made him. “For me?” He asked.

Yuuri nodded. “You’ll get it once you get off the ice.”

“But, Yuuri…” Victor pouted. “Can you at least give me a clue?”

Yuuri looked away thoughtfully before he suddenly lit up. “It’s my favorite color.” He announced.

Victor hummed thoughtfully. There were a lot of things that could be blue. The ocean, the sky, the angry vein on Yakov’s forehead… But he seriously doubted that any of those would fit inside Yuuri’s bag.

“Victor, I’m warning you. If I see any quads….” Yakov started before Victor cut him off.

“Yeah, yeah. You’ll resign your post and leave me as a skating-orphan…” Victor repeated in amusement. “You made your points yesterday.”

“Victor… I would have to agree with Yakov.” Yuuri spoke up. “If there’s a risk that you might get hurt. I don’t want you to do it.”

Victor’s heart swelled at Yuuri’s concern.

“I won’t get hurt, solnechnyy.” Victor stated.

Yuuri still looked worried. “But can you promise me that you will stick with the triple jumps? Just to be safe…?”

“Yuuri…” Victor drawled. “You’re so cute when you’re worried.”

“Is that a yes?” Yuuri asked hopefully.

How could Victor possibly say no to that face. “Yes, love.” Victor relented. He was already in the lead with such a high score that he could probably skip his free-skate all together and still win. “I promise you that I won’t do any quads.”

Yuuri smiled gratefully. “Thank you.” …………………………….

Yakov had never appreciated a person as much as he did Yuuri Katsuki, also known as the Victor-whisperer. Finally, he had someone who could get Victor to stop being a reckless idiot.

Sure, Yakov loved his protégé, but god, he could be so stupid sometimes. Yakov didn’t want to keep Victor from evolving and becoming better. But Victor was still growing, and when it came to quads, they could be very dangerous if the distance were measured wrong.

Victor had always been a rebellious kid. Making his first quad when he was no more than ten years old. Just to prove to Yakov and himself, that he could.

Yakov had forbidden them immediately, for Victor’s own safety. But he always caught Victor trying stupid stunts when he wasn’t looking. But it turns out that he only needed Yuuri to get Victor to see reason.

Yakov would have to get his home number, just so that he could have Yuuri talk sense into Victor’s thick skull, the next time the kid got any stupid ideas.

“Isn’t he beautiful?” Yuuri asked in awe as Victor skated to a halt in his final position.

Yakov immediately snapped back to reality. Was Victor finished already?

“He’s a very good skater.” Yakov agreed sternly as he clapped his hands.

Yuuri smiled proudly. “I made him a wreath out of blue roses… I hope he will like it.”

Yakov almost snorted. “I think someone will have to rip it away from his cold, dead hands, if they ever want to take it away from him.”

Yuuri looked up at Yakov with a horrified expression. “What?”

Yakov suddenly remembered that he talked to an eleven-year-old he barely knew. He had heard so much about him through Victor, that he almost forgot that he barely had any relationship at all to the Japanese boy. And there he was, traumatizing him with his dark sense of humor.

“Not that anyone would kill him. Just that…” Yakov tried to explain himself. “I’m sure he’ll like the wreath….” He sighed.

“So, what are you two talking about?” Victor asked cheerfully as he suddenly appeared at the rink-side. “You’re not revealing my deepest secrets, are you?”

“Victor, that was amazing!” Yuuri cheered. “You were so beautiful.”

“Thank you, love.” Victor smiled. “Does this mean I’m worthy of the surprise?”

Yuuri smirked. “Well, you’re not off the ice now, are you?”

Victor’s eyes widened in surprise, before a giant grin spread across his face. He took a step forward so he stood on the concrete floor. “Better?”

Yuuri nodded and reached for the bag.

Victor took the moment to put on his skate guards. But just as he put the second one on, something was suddenly placed on his head.

He looked up to Yuuri’s smiling face. “I made it for you last night.” Yuuri announced. “It’s a wreath made of blue roses. They smelled like you, so I figured that they would make a good crown… For my prince…”

“Yuuri…” Victor drawled. His eyes were once again filled with tears. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

Yuuri shrugged. “I guess you were just lucky…”

Victor laughed. He was once again reminded of why he loved this confident part of Yuuri. It made his heart beat impossibly strong in his chest. “I suppose you’re right.”

Yuuri blushed, back to normal self again. “Well, come on. We need to see your score…” He reached out his hand to Victor and nodded to the kiss and cry.

Victor took his hand in a heartbeat. “Of course, Luchik… Lead the way.” …………………….

Victor wore the wreath with pride as he stood at the top of the podium. It matched his outfit perfectly and everyone seemed to complement it every chance they got. Yuuri was so happy.

Victor had broken the world record in total score and had really set the bar until Yuuri would make his debut in the juniors.

Next year, Victor would move on to the ‘real’ Grand Prix. But hopefully, the next one who would crush his record in juniors would be his very own Yuuri Katsuki.

Yuuri was currently waiting for him with Yakov until the medal ceremony was over. Then they were going out for dinner together with their families to celebrate, and Yuuri would finally get to eat piroshkies.

Victor could barely wait.

“Thank you.” The photographer said, releasing the skaters from the podium.

Victor practically jumped off of it, in his rush to get back to Yuuri. And just when he saw his beautiful mate again, he heard a voice coming from above him.

“Congratulations on your win, Victor.”

Victor looked up and saw a little boy with curly golden hair and giant green eyes.

Victor smiled at him. “And what’s your name?”

The boy looked taken off guard by Victor’s response. “Christophe Giacometti.” The boy said almost too quickly to be audible.

Victor smiled at his reaction. “Thank you, Chris.”

The boy reminded him of Yuuri in some way, so young and filled with hope. Victor wanted to keep that alive. So he looked to his hands and noticed how many roses he held. Most of them probably wouldn’t even last through dinner, so it really couldn’t hurt to spare one.

Victor took one of them and threw it up to Chris. “See you at worlds.” He said with a wave.

Chris looked at the rose like it was magical.

Victor couldn’t help but chuckle when he suddenly felt how someone grabbed his hand. His Yuuri.

“Yakov told me that I should tell you to hurry...” Yuuri smiled. “Apparently you won’t listen to him?”

Victor feigned hurt as he allowed Yuuri to lead him away. “I do too listen to him.” He protested. “I just prefer to listen to you.”

Yuuri laughed. “By the way, who was that boy up there? The one you gave the rose to?”

Victor smiled teasingly. “Are you jealous, Pryanichek?”

Yuuri shook his head thoughtfully. “I know you love me more.”

Victor kissed the side of Yuuri’s head and successfully got a small laugh out of his beloved mate. “Always.”

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lets say. hypothetically. that there was quadruple life fanfic being written. would you want to be @'ed on it like with fanart

i would

EXPLODE

by which i mean please @ me!! there's no greater joy for a creator than to inspire other creators

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Joggers Recs!

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