#whenever I rember.

[crowvern]

who let him be that spiky...

[brainworms-all-night-long]

5, 6 and 12 for the artist ask game? :D

5. how would you describe your art style?

Uhh, some sort of semi realism maybe? I do ussualy stear to that direction, trying to draw anything stylized or cartoony is a nightmare for me, it needs a basis in reality and blending shadows and colors is the best part of drawing

It's definitely partially inspired by Arcane's artstyle also :D

6. favorite thing to draw?

12. describe your process while drawing

The traditional sketch -> color -> shadows and highlights, but I completely omit lineart cuz that SUCKS 👎👎👎 and instead polish the sketch, fill it with color and blend in some shape. It feels kinda like sculpting honestly (I know nothing abt sculpting) did I mention it's my overall favorite part of making art

Although I've been messing with that lately and instead I make a sketch, over which I block out flat colors in a clear silhouette and than clip to it the needed features and shadows

[twig-gy]

thinking about how i created a whole multi thousand (iirc) word wip on don’t lose your head as me trying to describe what the spiral was like in my own writing style. except. this is the funny

99% of the time i write as i go. so THE WHOLE TIME I NEVER TOOK A SECOND TO FIGURE OUT WHAT I WOULD MAKE THE SPIRAL ACTUALLY BE. IN THE FIC. I NEVER FIGURED IT OUT I FORGOR

IN A FIC WHO’S SYNOPSIS IS BEING SOLELY AND TOTALLY ABOUT THE SPIRAL. I NEVER FIGURED OUT WHAT IT WOULD BE

[cute-pluto]

ive been giggling to myself about collect the pages at work in increments today. btw.

[frogandbird]

Ch 29 - Purple and Gold - ch 31

“English” *Common*

Violet looked up as Sky was dropped, an outraged hiss coming from the slider.

April snorted from her spot next to them, Oreo gigging from above as he crossed his arms on Violets head.

Sky stood, crossing his arms as he glared at Onix, the one who dared to break the angry brood. Onix, for her part, just trotted over to her spot in the dojo and sat down.

Papa's ear twitched as Sky stocked over to the beanbag Violet shared with their sisters. Violet hissed, Sky hissing back as he dropped to the floor as dramatically as he could manage.

*Skylark.* Papa spoke, *Nice of you to join us.*

Sky rolled his eyes, sinking partially into his shell.

Papa sighed, rubbing the space between his eyes. Violet raised an eyebrow at Sky, a hiss given in the silent question.

*We are starting now.* Papa dropped his hands. *I know you have been fighting,and it has been getting more dangerous, so we will be increasing training.*

Violet rolled their eyes. It wasn't too dangerous. Yet. Sky growled. Oreo made a so-so motion with one hand, visible just out of the corner of Violet's vision. April just shrugged. Onix clicked.

*So no more ditching training just because you don't want to do it.* Papa sighed, looking at each of them.

“Yeah sure.” Sky growled, still unmoving from his spot. Then he mumbled, “How long will this last?”

*It will last until you pass me or no longer need to fight.* Papas ears flicked down and back as he snapped their response. There was a hiss to his voice Violet had never heard before.

Violet blinked, leaning back slightly. They could feel the others doing the same. Sky had come out of his shell, surprise clear for even Violet to see.

Papa rubbed at the space between his eyes, their tail curling around his feet. *I know you lot will not give this whole ‘keep the city safe’ or whatever you lot are doing,so at least let me keep you safe. Er.*

Violet gave a slow nod, feeling Oreo do the same above them. April aslo nodded, tapping at the ground with one hand. Sky lowered his head, looking away. Onix hummed.

*Thank you.* Papa visibly relaxed, tail and ears returning to more neutral positions as he looked at all of them. *Show me what you know.*

— — —

Donnie sat cross legged near the cherry tree, leaning back on one arm. They had a temporary prothectc on, the fabric wrapped around their arm keeping the cold metal from touching their arm.

El had called a training session, meaning he couldn’t wait on the new battery to charge after forgetting to plug it in. The curse of not being used to charging his new arm and all.

El herself was meditating, eyes closed and katana in front of her. The blades glowed with teal-blue writing. Mikey was leaning into her shoulder, looking almost asleep. Donnie did not know they were awake, or actually meditating for once.

Donnie looked up as Raph pushed the door open, Chompy in one hand and Mona at his side. He offered a small wave as Raph took in the room. Raph rolled his eyes, walking over.

Raph dumped Chompy onto Donnie, making them scramble to keep the wiggling turtle from falling. He glared at Raph, earning a cocky grin. Donnie could hear Mona facepalm.

“You are dead.” Donnie hissed, glaring at Raph.

Raph just waved one hand. “sure sure.” He turned to El and Mikey. “What's with them?”

Donnie shrugged, letting Chompy sniff a metal finger. “Meditating I think.”

“That’s one way to meditate.” Raph stocked over, hand shoved in his sweatpants pockets.

El opened her eyes, a soft teal glowing instead of the dark blue or the white of her thred lids. Mikey let out a lazy, and fake, snore.

Chompy bit the metal, making Donnie hiss as he tried to work the menace off of his arm. They stayed firmly attached.

Raph wave on hand in front of Els face. When that did nothing he tapped at Meiky with one foot.

Mona came to Donnies side, helping detach small jaws from already scraped up metal.

Mikey let out another fake snore, louder and more obnoxious. Els' face twitched into a smile, her eyes closing again. Raph scowled, looking ready to kick mikey.

Donnie leaned over, placing Chompy on the ground. Mona pointed at Raph when the kid looked at both of them for direction.

Raph tapped Mikey again, pushing on the orange turtle slightly. Mikey snored again, face in an oversized grin. The glow around El was fading.

Raph yelped as Chompy bit his ankle, then tore away giggling. Mikey let out a loud laugh, bending over as he did so. El jolted, glow and writing gone in an instant.

Donnie bit back a snort as Mona barked out a laugh.

“Why.” Raph danced around his kid, who was still trying to bite his ankles.

Chompy trilled, tail wagging furiously.

Donnie grinned. “Pay back.”

“You little shit-“ Raph was broken off when Chompy managed to actually bite him again.

“Looks like Chompy is a good training method.” El mused, rubbing one of her eyes.

“OH!” Mikey was up suddenly. “We should get a rumba and tape a knife to it!”

“No.”

“I’ll make one.”

“It would be good for training.”

“Mikey if you do that I will beat your shell off.”

Chompy trilled again.

El let out an exhausted sigh.

— — —

Casey perched on a now dormant vine, watching the Boran set up a training golem.

The beast of metal and plants lay dormant, just as it had for the last few weeks. The Boran was getting more and more frustrated at the thing, near growling.

Casey balanced the naginata with one hand, tip to the ground. She avoided messing with the ribbon on her wrist, avoided messing with the beads strung on it.

Casey ignored the Boran as hooves hit the ground in an angry dance.

He flipped the long purple wood stick, blade now up in the air. He pointed it around, following the sight line made by the wood and blade.

The wood was lacking color. She should tie a new ribbon onto it. Maybe add his own ribbon and beads.

He pointed the blade at a spot of dark, blinking when she realized who she had pointed the blade at.

The Borna glared at her, then turned back to fighting to get the golem to move.

Casey sighed, dropping the blade again. He pulled back, slouching back into herself.

He should go see if the Boran had any ribbon in the lab.

— — —

*Violet. Haru.* Papa nodded at the two. *Your turn.*

Violet shighed, standing. They grabbed their training bō. Oreo jumped up, kusari-fundō in hand.

Sky and April stepped back, Sky falling into the bead bag with more force than was necessary and April taking Violet's place on the beanbag.

Vi glanced over at Onix and Papa, both of whom gave them a nod. Violet turned to Oreo, standing straight. Oreo was humming, bouncing on the heels of their feet.

Violet gave him a small bow, then drew into a fighting position as Oreo giggled and returned it.

Violet pointed the bō at Oreo, waiting for them to lunge.

Oreo did just that, lunging forward and staying to wrap his kusari-fundō around Violet's bō.

Violet stepped back, pulling the bō up sharply. Oreo just barely avoided being hit.

Oreo grinned, dropping to try and kick Violets legs out from under them.

They growled, jumping to avoid the blow. They landed and brought the bō to knock Oreos shell.

Oreo popped back up, grabbing the bō as they dropped the kusari-fundō.

Oreo yanked, making Violet stumble as they were pulled into Oreos bubble.

Oreo grinned, tail wrapping around one ankle and pulling back.

Violet hissed as they hit the ground, tail lashing. The metal from their shell reacted faster than their mind, spider legs coming out to cushion their fall.

They hooked their ankle around Oreos before they could gloat, pulling sharply towards themselves.

Oreo yelped, falling. He retracted their head and arms into his shell.

Violet stood, grabbing the bō now abandoned on the ground. They pressed it against the top of Oreos crapse.

Violet raised one eyebrow, making themselves smile as the spider legs retracted.

*Enough.* Papa seemed amused. *Good job you two.*

Violet lifted the bō from Oreos shell, letting their tail flick at the praise. Oreo popped up, crooked grin and tail wagging full force.

— — —

Donnie remained at his spot as El stretched, Mona was also stretching, the pair about to face off. Raph was bandaging the one bite that managed to draw blood, Chompy laying over his lap all dramatically.

Mikey sat at Donnie's other side, looking about ready to fall asleep. There was a good chance that the earlier meditation had actually been a nap for the orange turtle.

Donnie leaned into the tree behind them, watching El and Mona share a bow. He watched them for several moments, the two dancing around each other.

El lunged with a training katana, blocked by an armored fist. Mona swung her tail to trip El, only for her to jump over it.

Beanbags in place of throwing stars were flung, blocked or avoided. claws just barely avoided green scales.

Donnie turned his attention to Casey and April as they walked into the room, one with his hands behind his head in mock confidence and the other tapping at her sides and slightly hunched over.

Donnie gave them a look of concern as the two walked over, April all but falling as she sat next to him. Casey slid into a squat, looking at the two sparring and then at Donnie.

“You ok Aps?” Donnie poked at their friend, earning an honest to goodness growl. A sound humans should not be able to make.

“Someone fucked up her back and no one knows how.” Casey grumbled, leaning into Raph.

Raph growled, trying, and failing, to push him off. Casey just leaned harder, a small tired smile coming to his face.

Mikey blinked awake. “I smell blood.”

Everyone paused. El and Mona traded a final blow before looking over.

Donnie clicked. “Come on, I can check it over. I'm not training today anyway.”

April just nodded, letting Donnie pull them up. Mikey huffed, standing.

“Stop walking into walls and you can train.” Raph snorted, then let out an ‘oof’ as Casey succeeded in collapsing onto him.

Donn rolled his eye as he guided April out of the dojo, Mikey at his heels.

— — —

Casey walked as lightly as she could down the halls, testing each door she passed. Each one was locked.

Casey stopped for another door, not really expecting it to open. Said door sung open on rusty hinges, a cloud of dust being kicked up as it swung open.

Casey coughed, raising one arm to cover his face.

He glanced at the empty and still halls, with no one in sight he ventured into the room.

He filled on his phone flashlight, pausing at the sight that greeted her. It was a child’s room. Well, one that a kid would play in if not live in it. Walls painted blue, now faded. The carpet was faded and chock full of dust, probably started out orange.

A small table and chairs were left out, one toppled over and toys scattered. Like someone had left both in a hurry, but with the intent to return.

Casey walked deeper into the room, phone illuminating kids drawings and toys, scattered over different heights and with varying levels of ability. One or many children had been in here, Casey didn't know.

She felt kind of bad for stomping in here, but he had a mission to look for ribbons. So, like, it was justified. Kind of.

Casey shook his head, looking for any kind of art supplies. She was greeted with a cabinet full of it.

He pulled out box after box, finally finding one with ribbons in the far back. She propped up her phone, looking at each roll.

Casey finally found some darker colors, the same crimson now on her arm and a dark magenta.

He set about putting everything away, leaving the one roll of the silky material out. If she was in a kids room, there probably won't be any sharp things, not sharp enough to cleanly cut it anyway.

she grabbed the roll, moving to the door. He turned his phone light off, pocketing it before the Boran could see it.

He paused before closing the door, looking back at the dark room. It was kind of depressing. With how faded and dust covered everything was. The only marks of movement were where she had moved aside dust from walking and sitting.

Casey sighed, pulling the door closed. One more mystery, one more reason to leave. One more reason to stay and break the Boran free.

— — —

Onix was stretching, Papa doing the same. Violet had reclaimed their spot, though now they sat partly on Sky. Sky had given up protesting this several moments ago, as soon as he had seen Onix and Papa getting ready to spar.

Violet had seen them spar several times now, but this was new to the others. Onix was far too big to spar with any of them, so it was simply easier for her to train with dummies or with Papa. Violet made sure to have a camera out whenever they could see it.

Onix gave Papa a bow, tophan in hand. Papa returned the bow, training sai in his hands. A close combat fight then. Papa had a tendency to favor the bō or katana so Violet's interest was peaked.

Onix slid into a fighting position, body lowered. Papa did the same, neither moving for several moments.

“What are they doing?” Sky whipped, earning both an ear flick and a twitch of spikes.

Violet shoved a hand in his face. “Wait for it.”

Onix rolled her eyes, flakes of red trailing the green. Papa shook his head, tail twitching.

Onix lunged forward, looking ready to clober Papas head in. Papa jumped aside, spinning to face Onix again.

Onix repeated the action, forcing Papa up to the wall.

Papa made for her carapace, then ducked aside as she moved to block it.

Papa's tail landed on her side, making Violet wince at the sound. Onix didn't even seem bothered.

She lunged again, but at the last moment spun and brought her own tail down on Papa's legs.

He skipped over it.

Papa had tried the same move he had done twice now, but was tripped by Onix.

Papa rolled, popping up in the middle of the room. Onix turned, head following them slowly.

Onix opened her mouth, evident by her bandana being pulled down and the tops of her tusks becoming visible.

Papa began moving around, keeping light on his feet. Onix followed him, not moving an inch.

Violet watched, barely blinking as the fight remained at a standstill.

Papa lunged first this time, knee coming to hit Onixs chest. She reared back, making Papa drop.

Onixs stepped back, of balance. Papa came forward again, locking sai with topana, forcing Onix away again.

She growled, the first sound she had made, and suddenly pushed forward.

Violet blinked, then shook their head. Neither of them had made much noise, a realization only made by the growl. Not hearing Papa was one thing, not hearing Onix was another.

Onix shook out as Papa stepped back, now without her weapons.

She lunged, open hands coming for Papa's head. Papa jumped back again, then again.

Onix managed to push him against the wall, blocking his escape but taking the light blow to her carapace.

Papa's tail was flicking, Onix using her size to keep him trapped.

*Good job child.* Papa smiled, offering open hands, sai dropped.

Onix stepped back, shaking her head out. Her spikes flared.

“That was so cool-“ Sky wiggled to sit up around Violet. “Why don't you teach us like that?”

“Also that looked more like a brawl than ninja shit.” Aprils pipped up, leaning forward from her cross legged seat.

*Because it was. Somone,* Papa turned to look at Onix as she picked up her tophanas, “Is built more for brawling than agility.”

*Sorry not sorry-* Onix cut her off with another shake of her head. *Anyone else wanna spar?*

“Oh you are so on!” Sky lunged forward, shoving Violet off of himself.

Violet hissed, then reclaimed the beanbag. They pulled the camera down from their shell, starting a new video. Blackmail time.

— — —

Donnie let April claim the beanbag, insted grabbing the med kit from its cabinet. Mikey promptly sat on April's lap, all spread out and purring?

April just shrugged when Donnie raised an eyeridge. She winced and Donnie sighed.

“Ok, what happened?” They placed the kit down on a mostly bare counter.

“Just woke up with my back trying to kill me.” Aprils spoke quietly. “Not actually but it hurts to move much.”

“And your throat?” Donnie pointed at his own.

April brought hand up to her throat. “I.. it’s just sore. like I talked too much the other day. Why?”

Donnie noted a note down. “You growled at me. Not just grumbling but an actual growl. Kind of sounded like Mikey.”

Mikey chirped, the sounds of clipping out as it got too high for Donnie to hear.

Donnie gave a lazy nod at Mikey. April shook her head.

“Ok I'll get you painkillers, but I want to look at your back.” Donnie hummed, grabbing the tylenol.

“Casey said it looks red. And it hurts.”

“Got that. Mikey can you get up long enough-“ Donnie was cut off as Mikey sat up.

She promptly began to help April sit up and pull off her shirt, letting Donnie look at the mass of red that was April's back.

Donnie suppressed a wince, offering April the tylenol. April took it with slow movements.

Donnie nelt down. “Tell me if this hurts.”

April nodded right as Donnie pressed a hand gently into the red and blasted skin.

Donnie jumped back as the skin broke, small drops of blood forming. April curled forward into Mikey, another whine leaving her.

“Sorry sorry sorry!” Donnie rushed, letting her recover before trying to talk again.

“‘ts ‘k” April mumbled, sitting up slowly.

“Not by the looks of it but ok.” Donnie sighed, getting off of the beanbag. “I'm getting bandages, I'll try to be gentle.”

April just nodded, couching at her arms. Mikey remained at her side, still purring.

Donnie clicked, grabbing a numbing gel they normally saved for Raph ad El. He could do a real check later, for now it was slimy better to help with the pain.

“Let me know if you need a break.”

“‘ok.”

— — —

Casey pulled the ribbon tight, biting one of the tails to keep it in place as she used her now free hand to grab a knife. The thin ribbon split easily.

She tied it into a knot, dropping her knife and going for his lighter. Burning the ends she winced as it got just a bit too hot.

She dropped the lighter back into the ledge she had calmed, holding out the naginata.

The dark ribbon was far longer than it should be, but it looked nice. It dangled and waved in the air, a breeze coming from the pacing Boran and the open window.

She would have to get beads for it soon, but she wasn't going to go digging through that room again right now, nor did she want to go get any. She couldn’t really go buy any human side, or yokai side.

Casey sighed, leaning back on his arms. He placed the naginata at her side, looking up at the stained glass window above her. The dragonfly shape was glittering in the false sun, pale light reaching her but not the Boran.

Casey looked down at the boran, bringing her knees up and resting her head on them. He just wanted something permanent. Something constant.

[mogai-starchive]

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[PT :: Queue Shuffled]

If you ask me why i didnt put pluto as a dwarf planet its bc hes always a planet in my fuckin heart bc the rules for what makes a planet vs what makes a dwarf planet are fucking stupid (I forgor)

[thatnewfartsmell]

Ngl I really did eat with this username way back when I was like 16 or some shit.

[nikidykeachu]

Think about all the times ppl tried pairing me up with y friends and OUCJ

[muttmoxley]

my life is shambling but i have a silly girlfriend so who gaf!!!!!!!!!!!

my life is shambling but i have a silly boyfriend so who gaf

[tallgirl14]

Chilchuck angst

I love this lil middle age man but i aslo live for angst so her are few my ideas because I need tell someone and if you have angst dm me we can talk about it

He carries a wallet size family portrait (when his girls were little) with him when he goes down in a dungeon, and he looks at it when he miss them. ( I feel like photos are probably pretty 💰💰 so they only had few consist wedding photo, baby photo mayjack she's fist born, then one of the whole family ) and this photo is chaotic and It makes him smile.

This is the ONLY photo he has of his entire family and he hasent seen them in few years with his kids grown living there own lives and him and his wife are split this photos all he's got.

How far would this man go for this picture. I can see chilchuck getting badly hurt because he went back to grab it and as Marcille is lecturing him about his reckless action as she's healing him.

Marcille: "What could have been so important that you risk your life over??"

Chilchuck: "my family or what's left of it"

He shows her the photo and marcille feels her heart drop she finally got to learn something about him and its sad ( this miscommunication leads to his group to believe chil family is dead )

Chilchuck taught Mayjack how to pick locks, and in the manga, he says when he dies, if they need someone, she'd be their first choice. SO he obviously took her through dungeon showing her how to navigate because being locksmith in a shop vs. dungeon is night & day different, dungeon being high pace environment.

Could you imagine how traumatizing that would be if saw her dad die in front of her AND NOT KNOW THEY COULD BE REVIVED!! (Seeing anyone die would be scaring) Especially if she felt it was her fault.

At first, Mayjack was curious about going into a dungeon with her dad to see exactly what he does she rember as kid seeing him come home late tired excused but mostly worn down.

Whenever she asked him about his work as a kid he was always vague or if he did talk about it was pg version and normally he was just trying scare us about going into dungeon. BUT one thing he made very clear, he didn't want any of her or her sister near the dungeon, but now that she's an adult, he couldn't stop her.

" I still don't want you near the dungeon, but you are a skilled locksmith, so you would be valued and well paid. IF you're still interested, I'll have you shadow me on my next small job so you can see what it's like."

At first, it was like any job we met with the client went over to the terms dad took payment, and then we headed over to the dungeon. I was awestruck by the new environment, but it quickly became overstimulating it took me a moment to adjust. the first few levels, dad had pointed out things to avoid what were scams & how to detect traps and walked me through a few I felt confident. Most importantly, when talking jobs, always have a skilled healer. Now I realize why as we enter new room dad was working on trap I was observing the room when I noticed treasure chest peaking out corner not knowing it was a mimick.

Chilchuck was Halfway through picking his lock when his dad sense went off. He quickly looked around room and spotted may messing with mimick

Chilchuck: "MAYJACK TIMS! get away from that!!" He starts running towards her

May turned to look at her dad, confused " why I already unlocked it?"

Her body stiffened as she could feel presents inside the chest, but before mimick could attach, chilchuck pushed her out of the way taking damage as it jabbed one of its claws through his neck causing him to bleed everywhere all mayjack could do was watch in horror paralyzed with fear trying process what happened. One of group members took care of mimick while she scrambled to her feet to get to here dad trying to put pressure on his wound tears flooding out

"Nonononno im sorry I'm sorry 🥺 "

As chilchuck lay there dying, he was more concerned with the fact he could comfort his daughter. This wasn't how he wanted to see death for the first time. Afterwards, the healer from their group came over and assured her he was going to be fine as she worked on reviving him.

Chilchuck let out a gasp and cough out some blood that had remained stuck in his throat. He turns to mayjack " that's why I told you to stay near me..." He moves toward her noticing her hands are strained with his blood. " are you hurt?... may? "

She shakes her head, and tears start to fall down her face he pulls her in for a hug. " it's ok, I'm ok ... I'm right here. " she hugs him tight, and they stay in that embrace for a while. When they finally break the hug, chilchuck wipes tears from her face.

" im sorry you saw that... do you want to go home.? "

" but the job?"

Chilchuck shakes his head " don't worry about it I brought someone along for that exact reason"

[mcytblrconfessions]

Whenever I feel like my mcyt interests won't be acknowledged by the general public I rember the time Mask my Dream started blasting in the mall in my area that I was at 3 years ago. My LOCAL mall. I live in Japan why the absolute Fuck were they playing that shit.

[brainworms-all-night-long]

All inclusive intro to the hellspace that's my brain and this blog!! Do not attempt to find any parallels in my blorbos to my behavior and desires I promise it says nothing about the very core of me as a living being haha

Every silly appearing above lives fulltime in my brain and refuses to pay the mortgage, in fact, is very adamant they will never do so. Henceforth, I yap about them sometimes!! Some more than others *coughNinecough* but they are always present

>Now to the tags I actively use!!

sonic prime / sonic the hedgehog / miles nine prower – The most of thoughts at the actual documented begining of life for this blog, and I like Nine!! A lot!! A character made specifically for me I think....

murder drones / arcane / nimona 2023 / dreamtale (UTMV) – Other stuff besides Sonic that I draw and yap about, although this is still mainly a Sonic blog

me does arts / littol doodl / actually finished doodl – My art tags!! I've been drawing the same character for over a year and a half now help :D Have no idea why I decided to split them into three separate categories but I belive the names are pretty self explanatory

me when I finish writing – I do a drabble or two sometimes as well just, don't expect for me to actually finish anything I start writing even though I say I will, that tag name is a lie

the silly text box – answered asks whenever I rember to use the tag lmao

silly brainwors – my yappings, Nine character analyses and headcannons!!

There's no talk tag, if you see my random unrelated thoughts, it was destined and once in a lifetime event

>I also have a few AUs but mostly of the "What if crossover" variety

Prime bros – a more or less non commited collaborative effort of random.headcannons and drabbles between me and Marie and anyone else who has thoughts and wants to join in on the fun on the idea of having the Shatterverse foxes (Nine, Sails, Mangey and Tails) living together in green hill and causing mayhem because the way the show left them was bullshit and unsatisfying!!

The same but different is my own personal version of the prime bros universe than I'm.fighting tooth and nail to write and constantly failing gdhsg

Project 09 – a Tails gets adopted by Eggman AU exept its Nine getting "adopted" by the Chaos Council and he is not having a good time, scratch that, no one is having a good time in there. Exept for the Council, they're vibing

Over the hills – is a Dreamtale and Sonic crossover brough on by The Nine-tailed travel guide through the multiverse event conceived by @/Donelywell and mashed with my long time held dreamswap au idea of Dream taking Night and running away from the village after taking some drastic measures (more stuff will come to it in time. I hope)

running from a Nightmare – another Dreamtale au, this time about corrupted Nightmare being set loose on the Sonic world by none other than Eggman and the suffering that comes with it (also fighting tooth and tail to get it written)

the n 'n n's (read as m&m's) – unserious crossover where I put Nine Night and Nimona together and have them be silly (perhaps Nuzi will tag along some day too...)

And because I keep having Dreamtale & Sonic thoughts, I do lump them all together under the dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery tag!!

prime arcane – as seen above, I like arcane!! Jinx and Nine are eerily similar in their sibling and identity struggles, I put them together, boom an Au :D other characters are there too but I need to get around actually designing them....

>This will get updated in case I get possessed by something new or remeber a tag I forgor

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Hey you scrolled this far might as well put some more random trivia abt me here :D

>paleontology and zoology nerd, but only as an avid listener to four hour YouTube documentaries, I don't actually know shit- (Miniminuteman, Casual Geo and Lydnsey Nikole hyper carry this special interest shoutout to them)

>Obviously a followup to previous point needed, favorite dinosaur is the Archeopterix and the animal ever is the Blunt Headed Tree Snake

>I have a pet snake, her name is Ebi and is a black head spider python!!

>Fourth (and last, pray for me please) year of studying Mechanical engineering, I also have no fucking clue what I'm doing, I don't know a lick of math :DD

>Favorite color is pink!! (In case you couldn't tell by my art and this whole post lmao) I went through a goddamn hero's journey to learn to love it alright you can pry the seven plain hot pink shirts and hoodies from my cold dead hands

>I'm Slovak!! *zahučanie sokola a zvučka fujary*

>Aro, Ace and Agender (that's where the AAA battery comes in lmao)

>undiagnosed but there's.... something...

>I could recite the story of the ugly duckling backwards as a kid (unrelated to previous two points)

[twig-gy]

wait y’all do i actually like. need social interaction. like is it okay to ask someone for help instead of just Getting Over The Anxiety.

[transformers-bold-bright-brisk]

I accidentally got excited about doing a Sharpclaw redesign/rewrite for my Continuity…. Not complaining though.

Fun fact about where I placed her insignia, I actually wanted the Decepticon logos to be placed on the outside part of her shoulders—similar to where Steeljaw’s were placed. Cause you know, their significance of being siblings or something. But I put on an extra chest plate with the insignia on it incase I changed my mind.

Oh, and she’s based off of a Carcal/Desert Lynx, cause I rembered seeing art of her depicted as a Lynx but I wanted her to have a long tail that can wag like her brother’s(headcannon).

Also I wanted her silhouette to look like she was wearing sweatpants :]

Extra Fun Facts:

Her story is that she’s practically been frolicking around the more long-distanced small Decepticon colonies researching Cybertronian Social Studies. For the most part, she’s not exactly one of the more violently enthusiastic ones of the bunch and has been known to be more laid back, while being more focused on conserving energy whenever she can, with long “naps” and tending to her studies.

But when she is using that pent up energy, she’s definitely a force to be reckoned with. She’s an explicitly strong climber, being able to pretty much scale any cliff she comes across within kliks. And she’s an absolutely fast racer, with her cunning ability to be the fastest only when she wants to be.

Though the price of these “outbursts” is a very drastic decline of her stamina, depending on how much energy she’s spent. The faster she is in one race, the slower she is for the rest of the week. The higher she climbs, the dizzier she is just by standing up on flat ground. And not to mention how she despises water and cold environments, because somehow she’s never able to warm herself up as easily as any average bot.

She’s learned to deal with it for a long time. It’s honestly pretty normal for her, and since she’s far better at managing her energy output nowadays, nobody notices unless she wants them to notice. Just keep her as far away as possible from the nearest aquatic tundra. Deserts, however, are always her main go to instead.

How she is in hand to hand combat, though. You mess with her you get a first hand demonstration of just how sharp her claws are. She knows for fact that if she spends too much time in any kind of fight with a strong enough opponent, she’s inevitably screwed. That’s why sharp has more than one meaning, especially describing her amazing quick-thinking strategies under immense pressure.

I bet she and her new mentor will get along just fine.

[serowebs]

Pressure oc time cuz yas

His name is Silk[y] he was a human that got experimented on and "somehow" found himself in the blacksite

There are a few things abt him but I am too lazy rn so I am throwing it roughly here like this

- has very shit memory issues, he doesn't remember how he got to the blacksite and he also doesn't remember anything about his life before he got there

- he can be found scowering about the blacksite collecting data for sebastian, he will be absolutely terrified at first whenever he finds anyone

- is a dumbass, like, it's a *miracle* how this guy manages to exist down there

- has a little bit of a settlement at sebastians shop [he was kicked out several times but always came back and seb just kinda gave up on kicking him out; also has an agreement with the boi for him to stay there] wich is like a tiny Web hammoc near a corner

- areas he very frequently visits are lined with silk [he only is in the areas between the beginning doc and sebastians shop normally]

-he does all the prerun deliveries for seb since he doesn't really mind that task honestly and will sometimes offer healings to people he finds that don't seem hostile [some prerun items maybe get delayed delivery and just kinda get dropped from the ceiling onto the players]

-loves collecting anything he finds and will go into every little corner and vent there is to find stuff

-even though he always carries a light source; if he is in the dark he is practically completely blind and has to rely on his silk normally to navigate if there is no light; if there is no silk he will just kinda run about until he finds a door

- knows several shortcuts and stuff in the most frequent visited areas, if ur lucky you can skip a few doors

- I prolly had more notes but I can't rember rn