#sunny tulip

[its-sunny-somewhere-else]

This is Tulip and he lives in White Space with Omori and Sunny post good ending. He's Omori's opposite and they both want him dead. You can guess his personality from these drawings

[enthusiastic-nimrod]

Part 8 is here, and with Madame Principal busting onto the scene this little challenge is finally complete!

I was super nervous to draw out all that hair, but I have to say- I love how she came out.

[margocooper]

Тюльпан Ян ван Нес. Июнь 24. Tulip Jan van Nes. June 24.

[teethachie]

tulip

[callico-awts]

As promised ^___^!!

have some fluff romance-ish my wilting tulips au (omari au) sunflower!!!

I want them to be happy for now.. haha */evil laugh

haha my art style looks different oof :''0

anyways, enjoy thy sunflower crumbs.. :33

Edit: I know the apron thing looks weird on basil,

I'm sorry hahaha :''0

*/disappears for a long year

[6larosie9]

finally got to drawing my Silvazeamy kids!! I couldn't choose which ship I wanted to make fankids out of so fuck it we make them poly

And here's some of their powers!

- Shimmer: Flight, psychokinesis and pyrokinesis

- Cosmo: Pyrokinesis and gravity/weight manipulation

- Tulip: psychic construction and temperature manipulation

- Sunny: telepathy, flight, and psychokinesis (he has yet to find out about flight and psychokinesis)

[omorimewo232]

sunny and basil photos!!

Some sunny and basil photos with the new faraway plushies! I still have my cynessa cosplay in the works I just have to hand sew the whole thing lol

[tales-of-a-wilted-sunflower]

They say a picture tells a thousand words and this one is no different. Some more beautiful beautiful art by @ask-bad-end-sunny (they are an awesome artist and rper so consider this my personal shout out to go follow them)

[boschintegral-photo]

Tulips

[betweendisorders]

Sunny has an eyepatch.

A real, proper eyepatch. The straps are mostly obscured by his hair; it had grown longer, over the last few months. But there are two on his right -- Basil's left -- to go over and under his ear, and one that wraps around the other side of his head. It's white; almost medical. Not like Basil had imagined. When he'd imagined it.

Which wasn't often.

Basil wasn't courageous.

He might call himself cowardly, in fact, if you caught him in the wrong mood. But being around Sunny had always made his rougher edges dull.

Or maybe sharpened his spines.

Polished him, either way. Refined him, maybe.

He was losing his thread. Shit.

Basil wasn't particularly courageous. But with Sunny, he was... something closer to it, maybe. Not exactly comfortable. Just, different. There was a side that you never showed other people, and there was a version of you that you put on for strangers -- and then there was that third you, somewhere in between. Made for your best friend, or your spouse, or maybe just your pets.

Sunny was taller than him.

Not by a whole lot. Sunny was fairly average, in terms of height -- maybe a bit on the shorter side. 5'6, 5'5. How spindly he was made him look taller. So did his sweater vests, subtly tight around his thin, fragile chest.

(Basil knew how fragile that chest was, from experience. Spending time throwing someone against walls, pinning them to your bedroom floor, trying to impale them with garden shears would do that.)

Though he wasn't really trying to impale Sunny, of course.

Regardless. Sunny was taller than him. Basil couldn't help but notice as much, sitting next to him.

Sunny was watching the sky with one eye. And Basil couldn't stop noticing that he had an eyepatch.

Because he was missing an eye.

They were standing on the sidewalk. Sunny was going home in the morning.

Back to the city. Back away from Basil.

And he was missing an eye, under his eyepatch.

(An eye that Basil had torn from his skull with dull garden shears.)

Ah. Scratch that. Sunny wasn't watching the sky.

He'd started looking at Basil, now.

"Um," Basil looked away. "Sorry," he said, automatically.

Sunny shook his head no, a little. There was a softness to his gaze -- a quietude, a tiredness. He was relaxed.

He hadn't been, for this whole visit. But he was now.

(Sunny was missing an eye, and Basil wouldn't stop noticing.)

The something behind him -- it hadn't been distinct.

It hadn't been real, more importantly. Basil knew that, now, of course. But it hadn't been distinct, at the time.

He couldn't tell you what it felt like. He couldn't tell you if it had any proper, physical form. That wasn't how he'd conceptualized it.

It was an eye. An eye, first and foremost. Seeing everything they'd done. Painting their sins across the canvas of its pupil.

(And he'd torn it out. Ended it.)

Sunny was wearing an eyepatch, and the sky was inky black behind him. Stars glittered, distinct against his hair.

The cosmos wrapped them both in a perfect bow, and Sunny was wearing an eyepatch.

Basil leaned a little closer, without thinking about it.

(It wasn't that he was courageous. Not really.)

(Maybe Sunny just made him impulsive.)

Sunny shifted, a little. His posture automatically leaning away, for a moment--

And then, he corrected himself. Stood straight again. Let Basil lean closer. Peered down at him. His gaze was curious -- a little concerned.

His gaze, which was defined by a set of slight furrowed eyebrows, and only one eye to go with them.

Basil was reaching forward, before he really realized what he was doing.

Sunny startled, this time. Leaned away. His mouth opened, a little -- showed a soft, pink mouth, beyond chapped lips.

"Sorry," Basil murmured, quietly, without really thinking about it. Almost subconsciously. "Can I...?"

He didn't wait for an answer. His fingers -- curious, clumsy, thoughtless fingers -- rested gently against the sharp lines of Sunny's cheekbones. Crawled up his skin.

Toyed, curiously, with the edge of his eyepatch.

Sunny's entire frame froze. Tensed up. His shoulders raised, his face pulled away a little -- and Basil had to lean further, to keep his fingers against Sunny's skin, and lift his eyepatch, just a little. Until his sweater brushed against Sunny's perfectly buttoned dress shirt.

Curious, impertinent fingers lifted Sunny's eyepatch. Peered underneath -- raised it just enough to not let any proper starlight underneath.

(The skin was scraped red. Fleshy, wounded, still half scabbed over. Knotted scar tissue.)

Sunny had a glass eye.

It was polished. All blank, opaque. Just to fill the socket, Basil assumed -- because it would cave in, or fill up from the tissue trying to repair itself, he thought. From what little research he'd done.

(Not that he'd been thinking about it.)

Sunny was barely an inch away. Close enough that their noses could brush, and Basil could see the flush start to cover his face. See his eye widen, and the scraped-raw flesh of his other socket shift with the motion.

(He must've still had some control of the muscles; and Basil could've watched those scraped-down, raw, still half scabbed over muscles shift for longer than he'd ever admit.)

Sunny was close enough that Basil could smell his perfume. Could feel the warmth on the underside of his eyepatch, under the pads of his curious, thoughtless fingers.

Sunny had a glass eye. To fill the socket.

Sunny had a glass eye, and--

And Basil was disappointed.

(this ficlet was based off a wonderful piece of art by @white-tulips, which you can see here)

(now cross-posted to ao3)

[saku0115]

Hello how have you been, this week my dad send me a letter, he was with my godfather (knuckes)

He gift me my necklace when I was really tiny, I haven't see him since I was a little bite tiny baby

I miss my dad..

I want to travel the world just like him the only problem, mom wont let me.

She says; "You can travel the world when you move out of the house"

That will take ages, dad is not better; "you listen to your mother"

So moveing to more important topics

Meet my master, I meet her in the Astral plane.

She taught me everything I know now, when asked for her name she told me to call her Tika (but I called her Til).

Soo

Anyway, I have had some weird dreams where there are many children and a board, I was very confused and there were many people so I asked the people around me and one of them told me that ....;

WE ARE GOING TO FIGHT!

And I was very surprised, I fight with other people to win a Tournament, why did I do that (he also mentioned something that the gods chose who fight or not... or something like that). or something like that).

I went to gather information about who I would fight with and this quokka (autumm I think was her name) kindly informed me that;

I WOULD BE BATTLING AN ANDROIDMOBIAN!

IT COULDN'T GET ANY WORSE.

(but I don't know more about him I stopped listening to what I heard from him after listening to androidmobiano...)

Anyway I asked til for help to teach me how to fight I have a day to train.

With me Lucky,(I will need it).

@sonic-fankid-showdown

Obs characters:

@altairsarts ,@kristhesheep ,@wereh0gz , @susahnasomething ,@m3tr0n0m333 ,@colorfulplasma ,@head---ache ,@galacticghoste ,@artist-fan146 ,@w0lp3rtinger ,@silvers-starrway

Cipher the jackal altairsarts

Midnight the Android hedgehog(kristhesheep)

Sunny the Chao (wereh0gz)

Fletcher the fox(susahnasomething

Chroma prower(m3tr0n0m333

Twitch the child(colorfulplasma(

Emmie the hedgehog(head---ache)

Silhouette Rose(galacticghoste)

Autumn the quokka(artist-fan146)

Gigi the parakeet(W0lpt3rtinger)

Tulip the cyborg(silvers-starrway)

[its-sunny-somewhere-else]

Here's more drawings of Tulip, the annoying queer that lives in Sunny's head

WOW Tulip CAN feel emotions other than happy. I'm shocked.

[enthusiastic-nimrod]

Part 4 of the MSG Color Wheel Challenge, now with Eartha! I had several poses I was considering using, but I really felt like this one had the best flow.

[holechrome]

Tulips 🌷

[obyreal]

OLD

yea

[callico-awts]

-S U N N Y S A C H I K O-

dont @ me for not using suzuki as his last name, same goes with mari. cuz to me it's overused (even in fics too ig?) andd idk I just love using random last names lists that I search on Google.. Sachiko? idk why I chose it-

well, anyways- enjoy this snnuy drawing heheh

That's all

Toodles~