#server event

[jojo-rolo]

This be the season!

Here is my gift to @demmcounterfeitbandits for this year's Apritello server's Secret Santa Exchange!

When places are hard to reach, always remember you can use your boyfriend for the task... but maybe not in the way he's expecting XD

[nova2cosmos]

[Just Fear Week2024] Day2: Prayers

"Sleeping God please bless us"

Righteous(Dream) will appear soon in the serie so i've did this in the meantime

Righteous(Dream) Sans Belongd to me

[fraugwinska]

I am very proud to present our very first

Halloween Server Event!

The 'Wheel of Misfortune' has chosen and ten wonderful, talented artists and myself take on the world of the multiplayer game DEAD BY DAYLIGHT and put the characters of HAZBIN HOTEL in it! Will they be ruthless Killers chasing their prey? Quick-Witted Survivors outsmarting their tormenters? Will they fight through the trials or will they maybe find other ways of archieving their goal?

Stay Tuned, dear Sinners, because on the night of Halloween - you, too, will be...

HOOKED ON HAZBIN

(Thank god we found a better name for it :D)

@redvexillum @chefskjssart @xalygatorx @kewpikayo @ritualofcirice

@dewdropdinosaur @macabr3-barbi3 @melodyonthewireless @jurijyuu @lumikello24

[thecensusbureau]

"-I can't let you have these things because they're not safe for you to handle without someone watching over you. You'll be safe here, just call me or Papa if you don't feel like it, okay?"

Cucurucho then kisses Asha's forehead, standing up from where they were kneeling to be within her height range. They ruffle her hair with a parting pat as they move towards the door leading to the office shortcuts.

"I won't be long, okay? Just a short moment to talk to Dad, and I'm coming back home after."

They wait for their daughter to pipe out an "okay," with a nod before stepping onto a warp plate into their office. Cucurucho sighs. It's been a good while since they were even here. A month or two, they guess judging by the light dust that has settled over their monitors and desk. At least their workers keep their plants alive.

After adjusting their casual and appropiate enough clothing in the full-body mirror and getting rather nostalgic over their barely used workspace, Cucurucho steps out the door to begin their nervous wreck of a trip up towards the main higher-up office. The floor itself doesn't scare it anymore, her boyfriend being there lessens the memories a little bit, but it still hurts to even remember the dread of simply just arriving. Their workers being around also helps.

Several notice its prescence as it takes the long way up and converse in small talk and greetings with an overall message of being missed around the building. Some even accompany Osito on the elevator ride and as it walks off to the private sectors.

Right as her paw lifts from the scanner, familiar silence and darkness hits Cucurucho with unease as they continue on their walk. This floor used to just be dark, with living and breathing, non-fur over metal, employees that bustled around them as they'd make their way onto the second elevator to take them all the way up to the most isolated floor of them all. The cold empty breeze hits them again.

It's silent, and dim, and horrible, and overwhelming, and they just can't feel like they can even ever breathe. The feeling of metaphorical lungs restrict the air coming from their snout, and Cucurucho clings onto the wall behind it and painfully breathes. False raising and lowering of their chest as they gasp and gulp for air they simply do not need, with unneeded tears reflexibly springing to their eyes.

Why now, why bother? You're so close, you can see his door a few feet across from you. Why are you afraid? Why are you panicking? You're alone, and you're making another fool of yourself where you believe you're being watched and yet there are no eyes on you at all.

Osito inhales deeply, and walks forward.

At the door, their paw instinctively raises up to knock while their body tenses like it has months ago. But they're safe, they're fine, because when they give a knock, a warm face greets them instead. They don't have to hide here.

"Holy shit, you scared me." Jeremy admits, his hand over his chest. "I mean I knew it was you, 'c-cause of the knock, but I just- wasn't expecting that you'd visit. Come in, come in!"

He pulls them inside, arms immediately folding over their fat and hands worming underneath their shirt to squish the fur on their back. Their partner sighs deeply, burying his face in their body like a dog that missed its owner. Cucurucho doesn't mind though. They chuckle, smiling to themself, as they shut the door and indulge in the hug. "Miss me that much?"

"Mmh. You know me. I barely see you at all lately... work and all." He hums. His hands moving feel like unintelligable shapes on their back. "Let me just... be here for a second, and you can... tell me what you're here for." It nods, admittedly enjoying the attention that it selfishly missed.

Cucurucho absentmindedly moves its paw over to brush his hair, gnawing its synthetic cheek as it thinks over its words. "Well, funny enough, I'm actually here about... work." Jeremy looks up enough that it catches Cucurucho off guard to choke. "Ah- About my work, specifically. If it's not too much trouble, if you'd let me back in the office?"

He raises his brow almost amused that they'd even consider such a thing.

"Oh, you don't need to do such a thing, love." Jeremy starts with his hands now moving to the sides of its head, its cheeks squish and rub in a comforting pattern. Cucurucho almost yields by instinct.

"I don't want you to come back and like, I don't know, have the mindset that I'm your boss around here while being my partner at home." He shrugs, "I think it'd be less stressful for you if you just don't clock in at all."

"Plus with Asha around, you'd be juggling a lot of work, and I just don't want to inflict that kind of stress upon you."

That's sweet, for sure. And she gets it, Osito understands that he means well by this. He knows how they get around the office, their past with the higher-ups, and struggles with work in general. He knows that they don't want to go through that again, and they love him for that. But it's different this time. It's different because he's here. It's because he's in charge, and he knows them like the back of his hand.

So why does it feel really... bad? That he's trying to protect them, that he's not hiding the fact he doesn't want them to relapse into their vulnerability at the Federation. That he doesn't want them hurt again.

"I... understand that, however, honey, I just..." Cucurucho's voice strains. How do they tell him that they need to work again just for an important meeting? Just so they don't feel useless? It's selfish.

"I-I really need to come back. It's important. A-And for the Board of... Directors... meeting." They mutter.

"That... group of higher-ups that-that hurt me, and promoted me, and berated you for it?" Jeremy says incredously. "I- Rucho, I don't want you to come back if it's just to impress them. I don't want you working just because you were pressured into it, that's fucked!"

Cucurucho opens their mouth to argue, but he's right. They shake their head. "I-I know that, but I just don't want to show up—"

"No, no no... I- We'll just have the Bureau go instead." He shakes his own head, pushing back against them now. "I'm sure we'll find an alternative or something, Osito. I just don't want you to go through that again."

"I'll find some way to manage without you, okay?"

And something breaks inside of them. Like glass shattering and its pieces piercing onto their fake skin for them to bleed out as if it didn't hurt. Such meaningless words hurting a robot who had just learned how to feel fully. For the first time in its mechanical life, the lights in their eyes dim as they struggle to even process what their Duckling is saying to them.

He's bringing their head down to kiss their cheek, and all they could think about is if he had already managed without them anyway. He's smiling, and they find themself smiling back nervously.

They feel faint.

"Hey, cheer up, baby. It's not that bad." Jeremy jokes, unaware of the amount of dread his girlfriend is experiencing right in front of him. He squishes their cheeks like a pet in an attempt to cheer them up. "At least you're not in boring meetings all the time, heh." Cucurucho wants to bash their head in.

"...Right."

Their shoulders get patted, and as Jeremy steps back, they slouch. He sighs, brows furrowing with a concerned smile. "I'm sorry, if I like... disappointed you. I just don't want you hurt again for something- avoidable and stupid." He shakes his head, wryly chuckling to himself. "I love you, you know that right?"

"I... Yes, yes I do." Rucho weakly agrees, giving him a dry giggle. They sounded unconvincing, but he believed them.

It's still the truth, regardless.

"I'll see you at dinner, don't try to set the kitchen on fire again." Jeremy teases, sticking his tongue out at it with Osito instinctively doing the same. It giggles, light temporarily setting back in its mood. "I'll try. I um... I'll see you later, sugar." "See you."

He steps back forward and gives them one last squeeze, stepping away with a tip toed kiss that leaves Rucho tasting coffee and him tasting sweets.

When they both turn away, Pato going back to his work, and Cucurucho going behind the door, it presses its back against the frame with its paw holding against its mouth. They know he won't hear anything, it's soundproof from the inside and out, so they know he wouldn't hear them trying not to fall apart immediately. Heaving for no reason, holding back false tears, and trying to calm down.

Osito hiccups.

There's no real reason why they're crying, or even threathening their pristine white fur to get ruined by black sludge of its tears. There should be though, they weren't hurt, they were, in fact, being saved from being hurt in the future.

Shouldn't they be happy? Shouldn't they feel good about this?

They don't know.

Cucurucho takes the long way back again, wiping their eyes and plastering their well-known and well-practiced smile back on. Nobody takes a second to doubt it. Not even Asha, who darted to clutch their leg the moment they entered into the house again.

Osito takes a second to recover, when Asha gets tucked out curled up next to them, and calms itself down. There's no reason to be ungrateful. It'll be okay. So it shuts its eyes, takes an unneeded breath, and stares ahead.

Focus on Home.

It's where you belong.

[roxfox9]

Leafeon in MLP ?!

Kidding . We accidentally turned the colour palette into one LOL

This is from an event in a server we are in !

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Leafeon in MLP ?!

Kidding . We accidentally turned the colour palette into one LOL

This is from an event in a server we are in !

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[glassslippers-n-cowboyboots]

Fandom: Frozen (Disney Movies)

Rating: T

Relationships: Anna/Kristoff

Characters: Anna, Kristoff,

Additional Tags: Modern AU, Song Fic, Mechanic Kristoff, Single Mom Anna

Summary:

This is my fic for the Frozen Hearts Worth Melting For Discord writing event. 1,000 words (approx.) using "Frozen", "Hearts", "Worth" and "Melting".

Single mom Anna just can't catch a break and she gets a flat tire, leading her to meet a handsome mechanic.

[cptjh-arts]

D:BH Server Event "New Beginnings"

Art and/or writing event! One submission per person, reflecting the theme "New Beginnings". Must be D:BH based, and safe for work. May include character shipping if desired!

I did a collage of some of "New Beginnings" based on a rp I have. Still have to get used to csp and still missing some of my brushes in krita, but I am satisfied how this turned out!

Please do not share without credits, use this as your own art and reupload it or use it for commercial purposes.

[theartguard]

The Art Guard server's DTIYS Challenge is now LIVE!

Based on this initial prompt by @linaxart server members will be redrawing it in their own amazing styles up until July 31st. Stay tuned to see how those look here!

[miraculousfanworks]

we at Miraculous Fanworks would like to invite you to participate in Fluff February!! Every two days, there’s a new prompt you can work on and show off in our Discord’s event channel!!

interested in participating? Join our server or tag @miraculousfanworks so we can reblog your work!

happy creating!

[flojeanhive]

Its day one of FloJean-mas bingo!

Remember it is for any prompt on the bingo card!

Event is December 12th to January 7th! Also, there are two squares with the same prompt (Ugly Sweaters) please use one of them as a free space/free day. Come join us!

[courtofeternity]

🌸 You Are Cordially Invited to the Grand Iris Gala 🌸

Join the Court of Eternity as we celebrate the beauty, unity, and diversity of elven culture at our biannual Grand Iris Gala! This enchanting evening is a rare opportunity to step away from the turmoil of Azeroth and immerse yourself in the rich traditions and shared heritage of elvenkind.

🌸 Why the Iris? 🌸

The iris was chosen as the symbol of the Court of Eternity because it symbolizes faith, hope, wisdom, truth, nobility, honor and positive change. As they also represent a bridge between the heavens and Azeroth, we see them as also representing a bridge that crosses faction divides.

✨ What Awaits You? ✨🌟 An Inviting Night: With elegant music, dance the night away in your finery. Or take advantage of the Language of Flowers to meet someone new and learn more about them. 🌟 The Wishing Well - Visit the Unity Well, a gorgeous well that blends motifs from the Sunwell, Nightwell, Moonwells, and the Well of Eternity. Drop in a token as you pray next to it, or purchase a small vial to store some of the protective waters within and carry with you. 🌟 Neutral Ground: A rare chance for all—regardless of faction or allegiance—to mingle, network, and foster connections in a peaceful, inclusive setting. 🌟 Moments of Respite: Bask in an evening of tranquility, celebration, and camaraderie amidst the grandeur of elven elegance.

🗓️ Date: January 24, 2025 ⏰ Time: 5:30 PM (WrA Server Time) ��� Location: Nighthold, Main Courtyard (uninstanced)

✨ Calling Vendors and Security Personnel! ✨We’re seeking artisans, merchants, and entertainers to showcase their wares and talents. Additionally, dedicated security personnel are needed to ensure the safety and serenity of our guests. Interested parties, please reach out to coordinate your role in this unforgettable event!

🌺 Be Part of Something Eternal 🌺Whether you come to marvel at the blending of cultures, forge new alliances, or simply enjoy the evening’s beauty, the Grand Iris Gala promises an experience you will cherish.

Dress your finest, and may the stars guide you to this unforgettable celebration.

For inquiries or participation details, contact Altherei Darkwind or Es’dai Lunathiel.

Elvenkind and allies welcome.

OOC: Please also feel free to contact us on Discord: Altherei - anraheth

Es’dai - draikaina8503

[jojo-rolo]

A Sunrise's High-Rise Serenade! (Try saying that more than once! XD)

My gift to @venelona-turtle-den for this year's Apritello server's Secret Valentine Exchange!! It was a pleasure to be your cupid once again! <3

[nova2cosmos]

[Just Fear Week2024] Day1: Gluttony

TW: Blood/Gore/Cannibalism

They can stop...but eating

[folieadeuxserver]

Outcomes from this weeks Figure Drawing Workshop!

Runs on Saturdays at 12 PM ET (5 PM BST). All 18+ Hannibal & HEU creators welcome!

Artists featured: @aomiinwonderland , @dragomircho , @luvbef , @a-pigeons-soliloquy , @catboycunt

[thecensusbureau]

Cucurucho hurries out the door, right after they shoot a final message to their partner. They head downstairs. The trip is long, but worth it as they run down towards the lower science floor and the experimentation beneath it. They fumble on a paw print pad, feeling unsure if the new change to their body was worth it since the pad felt a bit small but they press on either way. A problem for another time.

Metal doors hiss and separate as they head inside, closing behind them with a safety and security precaution. Cucurucho doesn't flinch at remembering experiments they had no part in, other than being a monitoring vessel. But they do wince.

Glass cages used to hold beings here, and they follow one with very little light. There's evidence of workers being here, wheeled trays scattered around and clipboards holding schedules and messy notes. Cucurucho walks over towards another paw print pad and scans their hand.

They knock, politely at the glass as a door slides open with a quiet hiss.

"Good morning." Cucurucho says softly.

[ @egg-a1 + @cha-cha-cha-chayanne ]

[cnchypnosis]

Join us for our first speed meeting event!

Date: Saturday January 27th Time: 2:00 PM EST

Hope to see you there!