#this is only chapter 3

[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. 

[bluegiragi]

brief.

early access + nsfw on patreon monster!AU masterpost

[spilledkaleidoscope]

Kim Skills!

No faces for him.

(drew this to accompany what started as a little spin-off of another fic...it's on ao3)

[funkle420]

Turbo Granny blunt rotation WIP

[nonomives]

So what if some of the Smiling Critters chose to side with Catnap out of survival

Call em the Midnight Disciples

[cookinary]

Ma there's a weird fucking stray cat outside

[zuzu-draws]

Trolling aside, i think there is some great importance as to why Gege chose this specific manner of panelling for the Yuji-Sukuna confrontation in JJK 264. We can't help but think that Gege's trying to show us some sort of a parallel between Gojo and Sukuna in this situation.

In JJK, there's this interesting notion of one's decision to go "North" or "South" as explained by Nanami during Gojo's death Flashback:

And we all know, that chapter of Gojo's death is titled as "Go South", which highly implies that Gojo chose to stay as who he was, as opposed to starting as something completely anew.

Now the interesting point in the Yuuji-Sukuna confrontation is that apparently...

....the destination for the supposed train within Yuuji's domain...is "North".

Which means that Yuuji's taking Sukuna towards the North.......

They're heading towards the North.....do you guys understand what that means?? For BOTH of them??? Q C Q

[mothhue]

A hat under waters: Subcon seas!

Planning to edit snatcher's design in the future because I'm not that proud of it & already have something in mind, but have this for now :) (...aaand I now realize that most of the text might be hard to read! whoops I'll make it clearer on the next one, apologies)

[saintobio]

sy13 | sneak peek. a long one, kinda :)))

You could see the torment in his eyes as he looked at Sachiro, the helplessness of a father who could do nothing but watch. You just couldn’t bear the silence any longer, so you finally spoke. “Satoru… just go home.”

He froze at the sound of your voice, as if caught off guard, but quickly shook his head and wrapped your belly under a warm blanket. “Did I wake you up?”

“I can look after Sachi by myself,” you urged, disregarding his question. “You need to rest.”

But again, he refused. “No.”

“But—”

You opened your mouth to speak again, to reason with him, but before you could, Satoru’s voice cut through the air, breaking in a way you had never heard before. “Y/N, let me be a father to my kids… Please.” His voice cracked, the raw emotion spilling out as he looked at the ceiling with somber, tearful eyes. It was the heartbreak in his voice that made you realize that you were the only family Satoru had left. And it was the tremor in his hands that made you see through the trauma he had developed after he was led to believe for three years that his son had never existed. In a way, you felt responsible for the pain you had caused him, too. “Just please let me love you and our babies. Don’t take them away from me.”

For a moment, silence became your friend. Yet, the quiet that enveloped the room was more of a tender moment suspended in time as you let Satoru embrace you in his arms. You both remained there, connected by the warmth of his hand over yours, and the gentle rise and fall of his breath. He caressed your belly as if you were going to take his baby away—that if he closed his eyes, even for a second, he would wake up to see his unborn child gone. 

But then, a soft knock on the door shattered the stillness. Satoru’s grip on your hand loosened as the nurse poked her head into the room with an apologetic expression on display.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt, Mr. and Mrs. Gojou,” she began, her voice quiet and gentle, “but you have a visitor.” Satoru’s brows furrowed slightly, but before he could ask, the nurse continued, “Her name is Akemi.”

At the mention of her name, he immediately sat up, his body tense as he instinctively prepared to stand. You felt the shift in his demeanor, the way his hand slipped from yours as he moved to the edge of the bed. You stayed still for a minute, processing the sudden change, and your heart sinking at the thought of yet another intrusion by her.

You took a deep breath as you began to pull away, already bracing yourself for what was to come, and for the inevitable exit he would make. Like always. Choosing another woman over you. Choosing another woman over his own child. Of course, that’s what he’s about to do, right? You started to gather the strength to let him go, to retreat back into your thoughts, until the nurse spoke again.

“Actually,” she said, her eyes flicking between you both, “Miss Akemi wants to see you, Miss Y/N… not Mr. Gojou.”

[hinamie]

fire nation festival wear aka a blatant excuse for me to push atla clothing design conventions to the absolute Limit

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

[goldenshrikecomic]

I was asked how I make my characters fit the background with such minimal shading, and here's how I do it!

Starting point is just background + the base colors

Add a multiply layer on top of the characters. The color is usually eyedropped from the background, but just as often I just play with the hue/saturation/brightness slider. This layer usually has either high transparency or brightness so it doesn't become overpowering, especially if the background is light.

Airbrush the background colors lightly on top of some parts of the characters, usually the outer edges and the parts that should be in shade. I do this willy-nilly with a big brush.

Add color dodge as the last thing, and let it affect both characters and the background.

There's thousand other ways out there, this is just how I've done it!

[yeonjune]

YEONJUN ✙ The Star Chapter: SANCTUARY - Concept Photo 'KNIGHT'

[critter-covenant]

critter yuri strikes again, I like to think they're both a little stupid

[refinedstorage]

Black Myth: Wukong

Game Science, 2024

[barblaz-arts]

I'm writing the second chapter of The First Guest rn and I'm starting to think maybe this will be a lot longer than I anticipated.

[happi-dreams]

This is really doodley and scribbly but woaaa my interpretation on the player :D