#yipee actual colors this time

[woohoorin]

"shut up you're stupid, just hold my friggin' hand!"

[murdleandmarot]

The gang’s all here!! They’re on the case!! And there’s no ghost that they wouldn’t chase!!!!!

@mysticalcats’s Foxglove, @toki-toro’s Chaumet, @emimii’s Clownaire, and my own Bluebelle :)

[oleander-comic]

Chapter Six

[raining-violet]

— 015; stars at dawn v2

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stars at dawn v2 is a free to use, 6 page, single muse, google doc template. This is a revamp of my very first doc from well over a year ago featuring a pink color palette and lots of sparkles, and as usual lots of space to write any information about your muse.

Notes on use

To edit the doc once opened, click the three dots and then file. Then click make a copy. This doc is not mobile friendly as it uses drawings. Please don’t request editing permission! It sends an email to me every time and it’s annoying, please stop thanks <333 Also! Please do not redistribute my docs without credit, remove the credit, claim my work as your own, or copy any of my work!

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Song lyrics are from Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan (happy pride btw)! Images are of Pauline Bigniak. As usual, if you use my doc, likes, comments, and reblogs are very much appreciated <3

Look at me, I actually posted this one on time yipee. I have no clue when my next post will be, honestly, cause I have no ideas but I'll figure it out. Stars at dawn was my very first doc and I've been meaning to redo some of my older work for a while now. I plan to revamp a few others, too, so who knows maybe it’ll be my next project. I'm super happy with how this one turned out and getting to revisit my old work is always nice. Thank you everyone for all your support, it means a lot <3

[blufox234isadumbname]

me when hombres en el trio

trying to design aldo was so fun yipee, main concept of normal mctrio (honestly just wanted make streamer sonas with theming i couldnt help myself) is jsut standard fast food fare: soda fires borgor. mariana is like a waiter, roier is the cashier and aldo is the delivery guy. i really love the burger aldo liek the hat and bag are so perfect. also fun fact for roier i referenced the fryder from bugsnax

QSMP ver next, i hadnt actually designed roier and aldo both so eitherone was a challenge, roier is a pomegranate and aldo from purgatory2 is rotten tomato (the controverial fruit that everyone thinks is a vegetable). i realise nwo i forgot to put actual crows, i like to think aldo if somehow surviving on egg island alone, he'd have a few other crows following him strangely all the time, definitely not the souls of his team no no no. he has rotten horns and tail to match his status as the "winning sinner" of purgatory, who had to be the sole survivor of the crows adn beating up his teammate against his own will to win. it kinda looks like chocolate so i might change it but ye. i might need to add green for Eherm radiation but i dgiress

meanwhile roier i gotta thinkon that color scheme im still not sure

also other fun fact, their main red colors are all the same. lol

anyways cant wait for velada (is that what its called)

[tomorrowsgardennc]

🍠 harvesting sweet potatoes 🍠

this was my second year growing potatoes, but my first year growing sweet potatoes specifically. when i grew normie potatoes, i ended up with less than what i put in the ground... that's how bad it turned out. while researching why i did so badly, i learned sweet potatoes grow totes differently so i decided i would try those this year.

i am very happy i did.

i started off by bringing my teeny tiny harvest basket assuming i did horribly, but after half of the first plant i had to go grab my big boi harvest crate my dad made me. i also found 4 baby carrots that i grew last year during my harvest. ignore those.

prior to harvesting, i turned to the internet out of habit to see what needed to be done. sadly, the internet had varying degrees of how to handle both harvesting and curing potatoes. then i remembered farmer mama used to grow these so i hit her up for the true knowledge. i shall put it here for y'all.

there's no need to wait until first frost, and actually it's prolly not ideal if you wait. it's going to be first frost pretty soonTM so right now is just fine. it's easier to diggie dig if you trim back all the vines first. i did prune back the vines and leaves the deer left for me, and i tossed them in as my first layer of compost for the garlic bed (garlic post soon, i'm running behind on planting them...)

now i can grab on to the neck of the plant and rip it up. totally not morbid to phrase it that way. to say i squeed with joy when i saw large and bountiful potatoes this time is an understatement. hubs was prepping the perennial flower area to plant those plants and he thought i was getting attacked by yellowjackets again. my yipee and my panic screams are the same so i don't blame him.

for digging, since this was in my tall raised bed i just used my arms and hands and dug around. i had my shovel handy, but my acoustic self prefers to use hands for everything, and also because the shovel could pierce the skin of the potatoes. which isn't horrible, but an annoyance and an extra worry when curing so just not worth imo. the potatoes didn't go further than 8 inches below the soil, so no reason to keep digging. you can also tell when the roots get smaller and smaller. i also learned that for sweet potatoes like 90% of the taters are right under that neck, so also no real reason to dig around too much except if you want to find those baby outliers.

so incredibly happy with this harvest 😍❤️🍠

the purpose of me growing these was because, well, why not, but also because i want to offer sweet potato slips at the farmers market next april. i offered only a few this year because i just didn't know what would happen and if i wanted someone else to grow it and see how theirs turned out to compare. why purple? well, why normie???? purple is so much prettier and i'm actually going to focus on a lot of purple produce in 2025 lmao. but i digress.

ok so i hit the tumblr photo limit just from talking about harvesting these gorgeous purple divas therefore i shall do a 2nd post about the curing stage. spoiler alert: i am curing the baby tubers because market slips next year and i washed the big chonkas in my outdoor sink and boiled them immediately.

boiling was a mistake. good news is i learned the kitchen would look pretty with purple floors 🫠 and that if you clean up purple potato water on kitchen floor with clorox bleach that it turns the purple color blue 🫠 i love science.

since i got too overexcited i boiled too much. i saved enough in the fridge to make a sweet potato pie later this week, ate some for dinner, and then froze the rest in ziploc bags. i have a feeling i'll be making multiple purple sweet potato pies this season because why the hell not.

don't worry i'll have photos of the pie when i make it. hehe.

ok chores real quick then on to the next post about curing the potatoes, very important.

[purplesoulcollection]

Unnatural Love

Part 13 Synopsis : Name has being transmigrated into the world of I'm Not That Kind Of Talent without ever reading the novel. She's not being reincarnated as a human but as a devil as well. Hi There! I want to let you know that this fanfiction story isn't solely my creation. I borrowed the concept from @quqiwo2. I haven't actually read the novel either, just some spoiler to the end.

I hope you'll excuse my spelling and grammar mistake, because English not my first language.

I can only stare at those notifications. My eyes and cheeks feel intensely burned because of the reason why I can complete these mission.

Finally I get it, all the skill finally be mine.

I feel like I am doing the biggest crime I ever done in my life. But I swear, this is only for the good use.

But, I actually didn't expect it be so good...

COUGH

So this is the good news for me. Yipee!

My love life with Deon finally get the smooth ride. I’m still shy about that fact, but finally I did it. Good job me!!!

And also after that,

Deon is actually being so needy for my affection. He practically begging me for my little smooch every time now.

He craves a warm hug, a kiss on the cheeks, a gentle peck on the forehead, and a sweet kiss on the lips every morning and evening. He'll pout until I provide him with the affection he desires.

He also sneakily kisses my neck to tickle me. So now, my daily way of getting back at him is to give his back a playful smack.

And he also no longer avoid my question, he finally proceed to answer my question.

"Is my look really strange for you? What's do you like? Human or devil form? I think you'll choose my human form right? "

"Adele, I didn't answer your question because I think you look beautiful in every side! "

"If that's your answer, why don't you answer me truthfully! I became to afraid to think that you only like my human who is more beautiful than devil so I have to use this camouflage continuously."

"I didn't answer because I think you look very conscious and insecure to your look. If I said I like the both form of you, you think I lied. Because you're practically obsessed with your human look. "

My mouth felt like it was sealed shut, and my heart ached as if it had been pierced by his heartfelt words. I lowered my gaze and shut my eyes, overwhelmed by the weight of my dark emotions.

He's correct. He doesn't misunderstand the situation. I feel the same way. I despise my demonic appearance more than anything. It's not a pleasant experience to feel like my soul is trapped in this devilish body. Looking in the mirror is something I can't quite put into words, so different.

So, my human form is truly my way out of my insecurities.

As I sink deeper into my endless cycle of overthinking, feeling completely overwhelmed, a gentle kiss on my nose brings me back to reality.

He leans his forehead against mine, and we gaze into each other's eyes from just a breath away. His face is so close to mine. His skin is flawless, free from any acne or blemishes. I can’t help but feel a twinge of envy; my skincare routine costs a fortune, while he has this natural glow.

Then, I find myself captivated by his bright red eyes, shining with a tender positivity that I desperately need. They are truly beautiful and so genuine, unlike those obvious colored contact lenses. Those unnatural colors are not what you’d expect to see on Earth.

And his lashes? They’re incredibly long—could he be the kind of slim, handsome prince straight out of a fairy tale? Because he is the one...

"You're done with your head? " The small question he ask make me snapped from my observation over him.

"Huh? " I blinked, not connected yet with his small question.

"Don't feel too insecure, Adele. You look beautiful no matter what. Even if you're having negative thoughts about yourself, I still see you as gorgeous woman"

I can sense the warmth of his breath as he speaks, making his words feel so sincere that they ground me in reality, make me thinking of myself in the earth.

"… What if I had a different appearance that you weren't aware of? Would you still think I'm pretty?" I'm grabbing his hand and he shifted our finger to be connected and then in the end he was grabbing it instead.

"Absolutely! Show me your other form, and I'll show you just how beautiful you are!" He said that confidently, his eyes stared right into me like he really want to prove it and didn't have a speck of lie.

"… I'm just joking, Deon. Do you really think I have the power to change into different shapes? But I get your point, Deon. Thanks for your kind words." In the end i have no courage to telling the truth now...

"So are you willing to pay my service, dear?"

Price, he's the one who has money between two of us.

"In what? "

"Your love?! "

"You already have my whole love. "

We giggled together and kiss in the end.

But

But there are the cons too after that.

Deon’s becoming more busy with his hero job, so we can't actually spend more time together.

Protect the kingdom from the devil's not so easy job.

But in the end, He finally tell the emperor about his decision to loyal to humanity. So I think the emperor is amused by Deon.

But that's not my concern right now.

My whole worry is after we did that, my worries clearly increased more than before. About Deon and my reluctant to leave him alone.

I... can't stay here.

I can't stay with Deon.

I also can't make Deon give up to side with human. It's the best for him only not to me...

I have to go home to my world too. The world I once knew and longed for.

But he himself also said it's because of me he try to became a good person... Is it will turn bad for him?

Is it possible that I can leave Deon here?

Leaving my love to return to my world? What if he jump right in tragedy again?

"Mrs. You're spacing out again." Someone's word make me realize that i only stare at the brown tea without drinking it. So aesthetic view to be lost in my thought.

"Remember?" I see him in the next to me. Standing graciously like the expert of etiquette.

"You didn't even drink your tea until it's already gone cold. " Remember make a gesture to let me see my cup of the tea again.

I look at my tea, didn't let out some smoke like earlier. Oh he's right. My tea already gone cold and became bitter. I put down my tea cup to the table before remember takes it.

"Are you worried about something?"

"No, I'm not worried about anything." Lie, obviously both he and I know it well.

But Remember having a suggestion for me, "Then don't you want to change your mood by going for a walk?"

"Going for a walk, without Deon?"

"Young master will coming back soon, I will send someone to be your tour guide temporarily." He convinced me in the end, I asked him who's his choice of his guide.

"He is a young man who has the ambition to become Young Master's assistant. He is very talented and works hard. I think he'll be match for your walk today. "

From his description, this young man really like a perfect example of the someone who will success and became rich in the future.

"There's a young man like that around Deon? Please send him. I want to meet him." I asked Remember and then change the clothes to be more casual.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Dan." greeted a young man, who seemed quite serious and enthusiastic for his age. He's being brought to me after i changed my clothes.

"Miss, there's no need to be embarrassed with him, my impression of him is very good." Remember whispered to me. Probably to not to be heared by Dan.

Then I nodded before I finally stood in front of Dan.

"Nice to meet you, Dan. I'm Adele." I reached out my hand to shake his hand and he did the same.

"Nice to meet you, Miss."

"Let's go immediately." I finally lead the way to out from Deon's house to the carriage.

So the two of us went to town using a horse-drawn carriage. While waiting to get to town I asked Dan.

"Where do you come from."

"I come from a village not far from the empire."

"What's your village like?"

"My village is quite small, but everyone is quite familiar with each other."

"Why do you want to be Deon's assistant?"

"Because I admire Mr. Deon."

"Woah you're so cool, following someone and working hard to become great."

“This is nothing, madam.”

After we traveling to sightseeing, Finally we rest in the teahouse. I'll tell him to grab our tea before finally sit in the chair.

Pyuh, so tired to sightseeing. This world really need some technology to afford more sightseeing without required more energy.

And then Dan coming with the hot tea. He places the beautiful cup of tea in front of me. “Madam, did you the one whom make Mr. Deon stopped himself from being so ambitious to get the revenge?”

I'm a bit surprised to seeing his exceptional observation. Not everyone will notice it. I drink my tea first before answer that.

“You notice it? Is it that visible to you, Dan?"

“He didn't make the trouble and didn't get into the trouble, if he did he will stressed out already. His expression is also so stable and looks so happy with his life, opposite from his usual face who looks so dangerous and scary. And the most important point is his relationship with his brother is improved to be better, in the past if he see him he will have a bloodlust to him." He became a rapper to only finish that in one breath, so i applause him.

“Wow, Dan. You really have a good eyes to analyze everything. Yeah, you're right. He said himself that he want to change for me. I really glad if he can improve himself to be the better person. It's the sign that he wants to make a peace with his past and his mistake.”

And then his smiley face change to fast to a more angry one “So it's definitely you are the main reason of him not to becoming a disaster!"

Disaster, Why he mentions about disaster...

Thats the prophecy from spellcaster to Deon, why he know that?

Is that means, Dan wants to follow him as a disaster too?!

And then the chill of danger is stroking in my body, I have to get out from here...

But to late...

I already drink the tea he giving to me...

The effect had already done, I having a headache before i finally gone out in Dan eyes...

“What did you say?” Deon elevates his voice, conveying an even more frightening and suggestive anger. The intensity of his fury is unmistakable in Remember's eyes.

He cautiously said what he just said before. “Madam going with Dan at the morning earlier, young master.”

Deon press and scrape his face with his hands. He's so frustrated with this situation right now, is this his fault to not tell Remember about Dan? He didn't know his mistake could finally grow the fruit today.

“Remember, you make the wrong decision today. I will hold you accountable later!” And then he tells Remember to stay here and tell him to reflect his mistake.

“I understand, young master.”

After that he left Remember with his angry step, he was restless. Dan really believed that Deon would be a disaster, but Deon himself has decided to stop vengeful.

Dan who feels betrayed by his prophecy will certainly not miss the chance to disturb Deon's peace.

After all he's crazy himself to want to submit to disaster itself.

He have to find her as soon as possible. But he didn't have any clue where she is?

So who should he ask for help from?

To be Continued

[qtboni]

[from my heart to yours! ✩ // bachira meguru]

PAIRING: bf!bachira (blue lock) x afab!reader

SUMMARY: your boyfriend might need a creative outlet outside of soccer, so doing a craft night together can be a fun way to spend time together.

TYPE/GENRE: heart to heart! ya’ll are painter luvers, def sfw, fluff with comfort (?), humor cz it’s crack, and bachira being a softie YIPEE!

CW/TW: explicit words (sh!t) and like having paint in your skin.

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

A/N: wanted to cope w/ my exams last week so i made this HAHAHA enjoy aaaaaa i luv this bby sm ><

"have you ever noticed how football looks like a giant game of keep-away?"

bachira asked as he continued on mixing the two pigments on his palette. you paused on your sketching from your canvass to look at him. you couldn't help but snicker at his response. 

"i mean, it's just a bunch of grown men chasing a ball around, trying to hog it as much as possible. it's like a bunch of toddlers fighting over a toy."

you snorted as you playfully rolled your eyes at him. "how ironic, meguru." you sarcastically stated and continued on with your work, diverting your attention to the half-made composition you drew. "don't you want to read between those lines?"

you and bachira decided to have a craft night together, and bachira got really excited when you suggested painting instead of crocheting. after all, he had a reputation for being a man of action, and crocheting just seemed too 'delicate' for him. plus, the idea of being able to create something with his own hands really appealed to him. however, when he realized how much patience and focus it took to paint, he quickly regretted his decision and muttered something about how he should have stuck with crocheting.

but despite his initial frustrations, bachira actually started to enjoy painting once he got into the flow of it. he found that the creativity and self-expression he could experience through painting was a refreshing change from the rigidity and discipline of soccer training. he even started to experiment with different techniques and art styles, and you could see the excitement and fascination on his face as he worked.

bachira shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "i guess i let my inner cynic take over at times," he said, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. "but honestly, sometimes it feels like that's all soccer is - just a bunch of dudes chasing after a ball and trying to score,"

you watch him dip his brush into the mixture of colors and then apply it to the canvas in a rapid series of strokes, creating an intricate pattern. "it's easy to forget that there's more to it than just that, and that the game can be so rewarding on so many different levels."

you smiled at his response, appreciating his willingness to share his thoughts and emotions. "i completely agree," you said, brushing paint onto the canvas. "sure, the thrill of scoring a goal is amazing, but there's so much more to the game than that. it's about teamwork, strategy, and determination. all things that can be applied to so many other aspects of life. it's what makes soccer such a universal and powerful sport, in my opinion."

you reach over to his side for a different brush from his toolkit to add a new texture or technique to his painting. you feel bachira's head nodding in agreement from your shoulder.

"exactly," he said as he looked over at your shoulder to gaze at your pretty face. "it's so much more than just a game - it's a way of life. and it's something that connects people from all over the world, regardless of race, religion, or language. it's a language that everyone can understand. a-and that's what makes it so special, in my opinion."

as the two of you sat together, surrounded by brushes, paints, and canvases, you couldn't help but notice the way bachira's eyes lit up with excitement whenever he talked about soccer or art. he took his time explaining the nuances of different strategies, and you found yourself getting lost in his passion for the game. you could tell that he was someone who loved diving deep into the details and figuring out the best way to approach a situation.

and it wasn't just his soccer stories that captivated you - bachira was an incredible artist too. you were really impressed. 'not bad for a first timer, huh?' you thought as you watched him humming a tune while painting. there was something truly captivating about watching him mix colors and apply them to a canvas, and you found yourself genuinely impressed by the beauty and depth of his creations. You could tell that he had a unique and powerful vision, and you felt honored to be a part of it.

clearing his throat, bachira decided to switch gears, "the way that painting helped me express my emotions and release stress," as he spoke, his voice became softer and his eyes more soulful, and you found yourself drawn in by his passion and eloquence. "and how every brushstroke was like a part of myself being transferred onto the canvas to be shared with the world."

as the two of you sat there, surrounded by the mess of paints, brushes, and canvases, you couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility and calm wash over you. bachira's words, filled with passion and emotion, echoed in your ears, making you feel as though you were the only two people in the world.

it was as if time had stopped in that moment, frozen in place, allowing you to fully savor the depth of feelings between you. the silence was broken only by the occasional brushstroke, the sound of pigment on canvas almost mesmerizing in its own right.

you found yourself being drawn in by bachira once again - his cute and focused expression on his face, and the little pout on his lips. and his eyes, his eyes are as though they were a window to his soul. the tension in the air was palpable, and you could feel the electricity between you.

it was during this moment of connection that Bachira suddenly turned to you and spoke from the heart. "i love you," he said simply, but with a depth of emotion that made your heart skip a beat. the words hitting you like a bolt of lightning. it was like a shockwave that traveled through your entire being, leaving you speechless and overwhelmed with emotion.

it was as though all the pieces of your life had finally fallen into place, and you knew, in that moment, that you had found something truly special with bachira. the love between you was palpable, and you couldn't help but feel like you were the luckiest person in the world to have found someone who understood and appreciated you on such a deep level. the moment felt all too precious, and you were desperate to hold on to it forever.

feeling a surge of warmth and affection for this man who had become such an important part of your life, you whispered, "i love you too, meguru."

you wanted nothing more than to wrap your arms around him and hold him close.

and that's exactly what happened next. bachira pulled you into an embrace, his arms strong and comforting around you. you breathed in the scent of his hair and the warmth of his body, and felt a sense of contentment wash over you. for a moment, it felt like nothing else in the world could possibly matter, except for the two of you in each other's arms.

but then, suddenly, you felt the sensation of a brushstroke on your cheek. bachira chuckled and pulled away from you, holding the brush in his hand. "i couldn't resist," he said with a boyish grin. "i thought a little bit of art on my sweet baby could add to the moment."

"wh-"

you watch as he dipped the brush into a jar of red paint and drew half of a heart on your cheek, using soft and careful strokes that made you feel as though your skin were being caressed. "what do you mean?"

then, he turned to his own cheek and you see him drawing the other half of the heart, before turning back to you.

"a little art that," he pressed his right cheek to your left so that the two halves of the heart joined together to form a full symbol of love and connection. "connects the both of us together."

you feel like you were going to cry then and there. the moment was so perfect, so full of both sweetness and passion, that you knew that it would be a memory that would stay with you forever. "because the heart that you gave to me is so special to me."

"meguru…"

he hears your faint whisper and looks at you.

"thank you,” you said softly, your voice tinged with both affection and reverence. “it’s so beautiful and meaningful…”

at the sound of your voice, bachira's eyes soften, and he leans closer to you, his breath warm on your cheek. you can feel the beat of his heart as it races against your own, and you know that you are both caught up in the same moment. it's as though the world has melted away, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of sweet, shared emotions.

as bachira's lips brush against your ear, his voice is little more than a whisper. "y/n, you are like nothing else in this world, and the love that i feel for you is something that i will never take for granted.”

the words seem to hang in the air between you, like a precious jewel that you both want to hold onto forever. for a moment, it feels as though time has stopped, and the two of you are lost in each other's gaze. the world around you seems to have dissolved, leaving only the two of you and the love that you share.

bachira kissed your forehead ever so softly.

it's a moment that you know you'll never forget, a moment of pure and unadulterated joy and emotion that feels like it could go on forever. in that moment, you feel like you are both the luckiest people in the world, surrounded by love and understanding that will see you through whatever life may throw your way. and you know that this will be a memory that will stay with you forever, a reminder of the magic that can exist in the world when two people find each other and allow themselves to fall completely, hopelessly in love.

for a moment, the two of you were lost in silence, enjoying the warmth and comfort of each other's presence. it was a quiet moment, yet it was full of a palpable sense of connection and appreciation. you felt like you had found something truly special in bachira, something that went beyond words. and you knew that it would be a friendship that would last a lifetime.

**BONUS!**

it was a quiet night in bachira's room, the air thick with the scent of paint and the soft sound of bachira's music wafting through the air. you and bachira were both painting, the two of you lost in the world of art and creativity that you shared.

as you worked on your canvas, you looked over at bachira's artwork and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for his skill and talent. "that actually is pretty art, bachira," you said quietly, your voice tinged with awe.

bachira looked up at you, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "well ofc it would be," he said, his tone teasing. "why, what did you think before?"

you felt a small flush of embarrassment fill your cheeks, but it was quickly replaced by a laugh. "i thought it was gonna be shit," you replied, your tone equally as teasing.

"y/n!" bachira whined, the sound making you laugh even harder.

the two of you continued to laugh, your voices filling the room with a sense of warmth and joy. it was moments like this that reminded you of just how special your relationship with bachira was, the way that you could be completely and utterly yourself around him and still be loved and appreciated for it.

it was then that bachira spoke, his voice soft and almost hesitant. "y/n," he said, his eyes meeting yours. "this actually connects us, yeah?"

your breath caught in your throat at the simple beauty of his words, and you couldn't help but feel a lump form in your throat. "of course it does," you said softly, your voice almost shaking with emotion. "it's a piece of art that represents the love that we have for each other, and that's something that will always connect us."

bachira smiled, his eyes full of a tender warmth that filled you with a sense of peace and love. it was in that moment that you knew that this was a moment that you would always remember, a moment of pure and unadulterated joy and emotion that was unlike anything else you had ever experienced.

@tsunag1, 2023 — i ws on a hiatus sorry guys! mm but now i’m back on the role 💪😼‼️woot pls like and reblog my works if you like it! it's helpful and is vv much appreciated, thank you for reading! ♡

[ticktockmyclockworkhart]

GUESS WHAT FISH YAOI DROPPED FANKIDS YIPEE 🎉🎉

Meet Bass & Treble, the twin sons of King Trollex and Solo!

The two shared the same egg, being twins and all, though initially it was feared Treble didn’t make it because he didn’t come out of the egg nearly as lively as Bass did, but the pair of techno princes were both just fine in the end!

Bass is the spitting image of Trollex in a lot of ways. He’s the most eager to take up the mantle of tribe DJ, he’s super exuberant and lively and is all about party culture, but unlike Trollex who is more evened out and safety-conscious, Bass is out there, headstrong and ambitious, something that might prove problematic if he’s going to take the throne in the future. While the two have a lot of similarities, to compare him and Trollex, basically, in the beginning of TWT, where Trollex surrendered, Bass would have fought, which might not have been the smartest move in terms of keeping the rest of techno reef safe from further attack. He’s passionate, caring deeply about techno reef and finding new ways to party, but he can be rather single minded and has a hard time giving his 100% to things that aren’t fun, fun, fun. Part of this may just be youth, as I like to imagine a teen Trollex was a lot like that too. Ultimately he doesn’t mean to be selfish or ignorant, he’s a good natured guy who loves a good party and also loves to make friends!

Treble is… a bit of a hipster lmao. He’s very creative—I wouldn’t say even moreso than his brother, but Treble’s strong suits are in a lot more out-there ideas. He’s as proud of a techno troll as his brother, but he just expresses it in a different way. He’s down-to-earth, sensible, intelligent and more than anything, incredibly imaginative. His main problem is he suffers from a very defeatist mindset. His ideas do tend to be a bit out there, a bit avant-garde and might make quite the splash in the reef (pun intended), but he holds all of this very secretively and close to his chest under the assumption that no one is going to understand. In all fairness, the techno trolls really only do party in one way, so it’s a reasonable thing to assume his way of self-expression might be a bit divisive, but he never puts any of those ideas out there to begin with! Part of it is a bit of insecurity about his brother, too, who he thinks has too many of Trollex’s qualities to really warrant himself as part of the conversation when it comes to the reef’s future leadership, so again, he really doesn’t share his inventive ideas. Again, though, this is all in his head, which is Treble’s fatal flaw. He has a great head on his shoulders, but ultimately he spends a lot of time stuck in it and never focusing on reality.

Despite being very fundamentally different in personality, the brothers are very close—the entire family is! Solo and Trollex instilled into them from a very young age just how valuable love is and the two swiftly took after their fathers when it came to cultivating a loving environment. The pair balance each other out in a lot of ways, Treble pulling Bass down to earth and Bass coaxing Treble out of his head. Their differing personalities means that as they age, though, they both drifted to the opposite crowds when it came to their social lives. Despite being in very different cliques as teens, though, they always make time for each other and are ultimately one another’s best friend.

More art of these two to come, ideally with their dads too! I had fun designing them and ultimately decided to have them take after one parent in actual body structure and then take after the other in colors. So Bass, anatomically, shares a lot of traits with Solo—the dorsal fin, lobe shaped tail fins, and his gradient/dotty patterns—while taking after Trollex with his colors. And in the case of Treble, he physically takes after Trollex more—same patterns with pixels/arm bands, blocky tail fins, etc—and has colors more inherited from Solo. They were fun to design and took on a lot of different forms before the pair landed somewhere I’m happy with, hope you like them too! :)

[ika-archieves]

what happened?

short ver: my twitter art acc fucked up mental health so nuked it, i am rebranding and it will be 18+ but i'm unsure about this acc's future (either soft block minors or move to a new acc). new vibes will drop when i feel better. also new fursonas yipee yay

long ver under the cut

idk if anyone noticed that my twitter is...basically gone now. like gone gone and i'd feel bad about not telling why it's deactivated.

basically it's been a mental burden to me lately. even though i'm not happy with the yarasa2k alias, the twitter account just hit me like a dodgeball of depression every time i logged in, it was especially bad there. and i had this bad habit of feeling like a content creator instead of an artist because i'd notice my post would flop hard if i took breaks and my sweet time, which is BAD for the mindset let's say considering i only managed to get 1300 followers across almost 6 years wow, that's a lot of people for sure but what's the point if i feel like only 10-15 people are seeing it. i want to take my sweet time, draw something i'd actually get inspired by, look at the drawing and go "whoa i want to make this a poster" i want to give y'all a juicy piece which leads me to another point.

i...don't want to appeal to children. i know my style is on the cuter side with bright colors and squishy faces but i am an adult and i want to talk about mature shit god damn it. that doesn't mean i'm gonna be a pron artist or whatever but i don't want to limit myself, i want to throw a hot woman or two occasionally idfk, i swear a lot so that should say smth LMAO. i want to not nuke this acc for archiving reasons (twitter sucks at that so i didn't mind nuking that one) and i can make this acc either retired or soft block every minor oomfie i have idk yet, would love some suggestions.

i am going through rebranding where i made brand new fursonas without any "fusing the past 2 fursonas" bs, two to be specific. so far i love drawing them considering i now take my time in pieces i can't wait to introduce yall but i am still on the mental break where i just take a breather and draw whatever i want. once i feel better i will come back with a brand new twitter acc. i won't change usernames til that account is born so you won't know :P my other ocs will stay for now theyre neat. maybe i'll do the projects i've been slacking on since they take a while to make (like a 3d model or an animation). i post them in friend discord servers rn :3

when will i come back? i dunno, when i feel better and ready i suppose. for now im on a hiatus on every site but i will be lurking bc i love looking at art raaaaaaaaagh. and my comfort lads. cya later skaters

[miscellaneoussmp]

I've been writing for eleven days straight, yipee!! Anyway, here's three girls and three means of escape:

The blue bird knows she's lucky. She knows that they treat her like something precious. Maybe it's because she's a 'success'. In what? She'll never understand. She likes it when she meets the people who are new. The ones whose mask just slip a little and laugh at her jokes and little games. She reads and writes and is allowed to wander white halls all by herself! Sometimes, they ask her if she wants anything, and she always has the same answer. She wants to go outside. She wants to see the sun and feel the wind. They always have the same answer, no. The books she reads always talk about how nice the sun is. The blue bird always wanted to be free, even if her cage was nice to her.

It was impluse really, not exactly a plan. The blue bird had noticed how there weren't many of them around. She ran down pristine white hallways until she got to the end. A door. A portal to another world. The sun is warm, just like her books said. It is bright and warm, the words on pages didn't lie to her. The wind smelt like salt and felt amazing against her feathers. There was so much to see and feel. This was better. In her race with the world, the blue bird found a train station with a train! She remembers reading about how people would go from one place to another on a train. With the speed of running and her little wings flapping behind her, she just managed to just stand on the back of the train, leaving the station. The wind in her wings, the sun on her skin, the world felt nice.

The duckling had already left the white walls a long time ago. She hid behind trees and under the earth. She made books out of scrap and twine to document her experience. For her sake more than anyone else. The duckling did her exploring in early dawn or dusky evening. She never called out to them, even if whatever traces they left on her very being demanded it. Her soft yellow feathers, only just past being down, were starting to grow in again. She explored. She learned. She planned for an escape. It's what she did best, teetering on the edge of success and failure.

This plan was set into motion. A plane tended to land on the flattest peice of land on the island (they're on an island, she discovered). This land was out in the open, but the plane landed land in the evening and left at dawn. It was a cycle, for supplies the duckling guessed. She just had to wait a little longer. For everyone to move away from the plane, her escape, for just long enough so she could run on board. She would fly, but her wings are still sparse. She wishes she could fly, like the plane, like her escape. She was never taught. Maybe she could learn once she was gone, away from here. Now! Here's her chance! She dashed across the open field, yellow hidden among the similarly colored flowers. The pilots must have not heard her as she made her way on board without much grace. She ducks herself behind a seat, holding one of her books of scrap and twine. The duckling will finally be able to fly.

The cat was born feral and not made for fake perfection. She was born with flesh in her mouth and a scent of fear clinging to her. She's tried to hide all that behind redemption and a tree house. It's a past she can't really remember. She has everything she could need here. The cat wasn't made for being still. Frenzied eyes and the scent of iron cling to her memory. The rest of his face remains hidden in her mind. She'll die here. The shadow that sometimes hides in her periphery and laughs at her doesn't help things. It does the exact opposite, actually. She's going to die. She needs to leave.

The cat overhears a conversation while hiding in the tree she calls home. There will be a boat, leaving this island. That's her ticket out of here. It hurts her softened heart to leave her animal companion. She leaves notes, documentation of her existence, hoping to be remembered and found. The cat hopes that whoever finds her notes, her evidence that she even existed, takes good care of her orange furred companion. The boat is docked, beached more like, awkwardly as boxes and people are moved on and off it. The cat is grateful for her shift movements as she bolts up the ramp onto the ship. She doesn't think anyone saw her. If they did, they're not making much of a fuss. Her hiding spot ends up being against a wall behind a large shipping container.

Jaiden inspects her look in the mirror. When did her hair become brown? She thought it was blue. Maybe it's just her imagination or those strange dreams she's been having lately. Her mom calls her down for dinner. They're going to the park after. Jaiden runs down the stairs as fast as her little legs can take her.

Baghera wakes up, and her wings hurt. Her papa says it's just her real feathers growing in, but her wings are sparce. Maybe it's how she's sleeping. She's never slept well. She always has nightmares. Now's not the time to think about it. She has to pack for the airport; they're going on vacation.

Bagi cleans her apartment, and she's suddenly overcome with the sense that she misplaced something. Did she forget something of hers the last time she left the apartment? When was that again? Maybe she's just getting a sense of deja vu from her dreams again. She continues cleaning, wondering why she can't get this red stain off her carpet.

[crescentfool]

5, 9 and 16 for that artist ask meme!

5. favorite little detail in a drawing you did

this one was kind of hard to answer because i lean so much more to simplification over 1:1 detail... that said, i really loved these ones!

the bag from the top photo is from here, minato nui on left is from some con-related draws, the ballpoint splatling on right is from a vintage draws compilation!

i just really enjoy drawing little objects and props, and as much as i'm allergic to backgrounds, i hope to overcome that next year because my friends know i love getting obsessed over random objects for a few days...

9. any new art mediums youve tried (or overall styles if you havent tried new mediums)

i haven't gotten to do much mediums outside of digital art unfortunately.... but i would say this year was the year of chibification! i turned so many characters into little guys this year (shoutout to the nui tree!). which is really ironic because i also realized this year i find full illustrations more satisfying to work on throughout the process, despite the "simplicity" of chibis.

i did some limited color styles too! (blue, purple, and red + b/w). hopefully i can do more deliberate color palette stuffs though. i think it'd be a great exercise.

stylistically wise i think i could've tried more, but. its ok! thats what 2024 is for. yipee!

16. favorite piece of art from someone else (if you have one)

it feels like a cop out answer to say this but any gift art i got of my splatoon character... LOL... i didn't expect to get so attached to him (i changed my name in game to minatoast a JOKE!!!!). um. drops this gallery link here and scuttles away. im so very grateful. you're telling me people actually took time out of their day to draw my little guy? incredible!

ocs aside, i'd like to take the time to highlight some art from people on twitter (kitaro havers rise up!), since i do consider the things i reblog to be art i'm very fond of...

this art from tin of ryomina with flowers is so. oh my god. i was SO BEWILDERED AND HAPPY!!! i was minding my own business and then saw this rt'd on one of my friend's pages... i forget who lol but i was like "WAIT TIN Kick_TheeCan DREW RYOMINA??? I LOVE THEIR ART OF THE P3 PROTAG WHAT." i feel like i got pushed down a staircase in tartarus (positive)

and this art from chris (str3wberryy), my god, the composition fucks severely. i want to eat it. he also has an alt account on twitter (@/makotoyukilover) if you want to see more of their p3 protag arts :D

i also enjoyed seeing p3 arts from yamad_125, BSZZOWL, and elulit2. im so serious if you like ryominaigis you'll probably like taking a gander at these artist's media tabs! i find my way to see the twitter arts one way or another, nothing can stop me 👁👄👁

[pawbeanies]

tagged by: @emo-mmy !!! hi!!! running around in circles around you thank you for the taggg

im. putting this under a readmore because i realized i like talk so much and then i got embarrassed because this is so long and silly and i go on a billion tangents. tagging games fun though !!!

last song:

covering my face with my sleeve paws i may be silly. lately i am getting into vkei bc beloved people in my life are like "you would like it!!!" and i DO !!! this specific song is actually a cover of the op of the 80s rose of versailles anime which like is in itself a whole other fun thing to talk about because of its like influence but like OK its a good somg. its a good cover. lareine is no longer together but like the members have gone on to do other stuff !!!!

favorite color: pink and blue !! i am indecisive and it swaps... but i like those the most

currently watching: sara z's video on dear evan hansen!! for some reason. my yt algorithm is like all musical theatre videos. or episodes of kitchen nightmares. i don't even think i'm all that into theatre but i like listening to people who know more tear into it

last movie: i was like in agony trying to remember what the last movie i watched was and then i remembered. its twilight. it was twilight. im on a vampire kick right now it seems (but also it was like at a friends house and i was only half watching because they brought their pet rabbit out to hang out with us and i was playing with it the whole time and it was BITING ME !!!!) (but also i was like locked in for the baseball scene. the best scene in all of cinema.)

sweet/spicy/savory: cruel i cannot choose one... trapped between sweet and savory because while i love spicy things i cannot handle them ...... i feel like i like sweet things sliiightly more but. hmhm. like when you eat too many sweet things you end up wanting something savory yknow .....

relationship status: single ........... there is an obvious reason why i think you can tell from my posting (its that im annoying and do not shut the fuck up .........)

current obsession: unfortunately the vampire book series i have been like talking about so much, silver under nightfall and its sequel court of wanderers !! i am thinking of what i wouldve done differently in the sequel fkskfksf (also coming to the horrid realization that they were like setting up pegging but i dont think my guys ever got pegged. whats the point. truly. heres my editors notes. why didnt the main character get pegged? like theres so many things that were set up and mentioned and that didnt come to fruition and thats not my only critique its not JUST about pegging. but the lack of pegging is like representative of many of the issues i have with the book. why didnt he get pegged. they bring it up MULTIPLE times and yet we never saw the strap. they describe it in universe as being "shafted" and YEAH i certainly feel shafted !!! i need answers!!!!!!!! im OPENING my googledocs and writing the fic where he gets pegged !!!!!) this will like pass in a couple days im sure. i think. i hope

um also my fun game blorbos i think. yah

last thing i googled: "pin feathers" like the kind that birds have !! i dont remember the context anymore but they're like. developing feathers on a bird and sometimes they have BLOOD in them and then they are called blood feathers isnt that cool... i wish i was a bird

tagging: not tagging anyone in particular because i'm nervous about tagging people fksjkf BUT if you see this and you wanna do it please pretend like i am !!! tagging you !!! do these !!!!!!!! im tagging you in spirit if you want to do these. tagging you with. my mind. yipee

[sora-the-air-wubbox]

Give sona

uhm sure? wait what do you mean by sona? My sprunk-sona? or my kirby-sona??? I'll ill just give you my uhm, sprunk-sona.

jdskhfdjsk-

TIME TO TYPE IN ALL CAPS AGAIN YIPE.

[LAVEDER]

[LAVENDER COLORED SPRUNKI (obviously)]

[Actually, i give up on typing in caps]

ACTUALY I HAVE A PIC OF HIM IN MAH FILES HERE

HES WEARING A ONESIE. Hes wearing a onesie,,,

uhm heres his palette i hav

uhm

bye

wait why.

[leffee]

okay this is probably a selfish question (just a little bit,,), and i’m already a bit nervous to ask. but i’m curious. you mentioned scout kerry being your 2nd fave after scarletta, and that made me wonder.

do you have a ranked list? if so, i would like to ask for any other faves you might have among my designs. cause like, design is subjective, and different people will have different favs and stuff. so i wanna hear about yours, explanations and all. I guess a top 5 or so will do?

okthasallbyeandsorryifyoudontwannaanswerthat’sfinetoo-

Why, of course I will do it, happily so. I will do top 5 first:

Scarletta Redd, of course. What is there not to like about her design? To me, it's pretty much perfect. I just love that she has those three main colors going on that are all in all not often seen together I think. Plus it's not that it's 90% red and 5% black and white (beige more like? Idk) but all of those colors are in pretty equal amount, it's not something that you often see with character design. Also her hair, oh her hair! I love this hairstyle plus I love that her hair is two-colored, that's also not something many other characters have. Plus her clothes, my goodness. I genuinely don't care about most clothes, I have absolutely 0 knowledge about the names of clothes aside from the very basic ones and I think fashion is the most boring thing ever, but man! Her outfit, everything about it is just so good. I love high boots like her (It's all Ishimaru Kiyotaka's fault btw, google him if you want to/need to, I used to be obsessed with the boy and he has those kinds of boots). Her two-colored stocking look so good too, and her kinda ripped skirt mm yes! And her uhhh top? Yeah, idk this is basically just a bunch of saying that X is cool xD but I genuinely think so. And her sleeves! Well, actually I'm not sure if those are supposed to be sleeves or just really long gloves, but yes, I love gloves like that. In fact, fingerless gloves of any kind are probably one of my favourite possible pieces of clothing, there's a reason why my Vinnie has them. My reason for liking her design this much is basically just a combination of the colors, clothes, and her hair :).

Yeah, Scout Kerry - A lot of my liking of her human design comes from her slit eyes, I am so serious about liking those sort of eyes. My anthro Vinnie has them :). Anyway, aside from that, cause while that is a big part I also love everything about this design, her eye color is veeeery pretty and its intensity contrasts nicely with the rest of her colors that are much lighter. I think this trench coat is so good and pretty, and of course of course, she has gloves! Yipee! Not to mention that I absolutely love how her hair is shaped to look like cat's ears for well, obvious reasons. I guess this doesn't really count towards your human design of her because that is just her canon self, but I love how stoic yet curious she looks, like she already knows she's gonna kill you, just wondering which way would be the most exciting.

Shivers - me when short, ginger-haired boy: Yipee! Okay, okay, but to say more, yeah, I love ginger hair on characters, so what? And his eye color is very similar to Scout's and you already know I like hers. He has bandaids!!! I love those on characters in general, but my absolute favourite are the bandaids on his arms ohohoh boy. I would say here the same logic applies as for gloves, because those bandaids basically just look like gloves, don't they? On top of this he wears silly T-shirts and I love those kinds of T-shirts! Like half of my T-shirts are silly T-shirts. I just never liked one-colored T-shirts no matter how fancy or objectively pretty they were, I could not wear something like that, so I love his T-shirt. He also has eyebags and as I repeated multiple times, I do genuinely find eyebags so attractive.

Sugar Sprinkles - her canon design is my favourite amongst all the pets so no wonder her human design is also one of my favourites. I mean girl has sprinkles in her hair!!! That would pretty much be enough to beat almost anyone. I just really like the hair style you gave her plus this pink hue blends so good with the lower white. Also, guess what? Yup, she has fingerless gloves so of course she automatically gets bonus points from me. However, my favourite part of her design is her sweater, I love sweaters and hers just looks so cozy and so candy-colored if that even makes sense. What I mean is that she in general looks comfortable and cozy and I love that about her.

My boy! Hurray, he's here! So Vinnie - I mostly just really really love his hair. In this one post where I judged everyone's hair I said that Vinnie's canon hair is too slick for me to like it that much, but I also said that his hair but literally just ruffled, like during Hanging by a Thread, is so good. And many people who humanized him draw him with his normal slick hair, which you know, I personally wasn't the biggest fan of, but yours? Oh, yours is exactly what I like, it's his pompadour yet ruffled and I think it looks so good 🤤. Not counting his hair I love the band-aid you added for his redesign, of course, I think it looks so cute on him sepcifically, I'm so serious about this. plus of course the freckles, I love freckles and they just fit him so much I just can't. Sure, I'm definitely probably biased ohhh but it that so wrong? It's Vinnie and he looks cute, of course I like it.

Those are detailed explanations for the top 5 but aside from them my other faves are:

Russell - love his hair and his fang

Zoe - Zoe

Digby - love his tall, athletic with bearded persona going on

Minka - like her aroace bracelets and especially the ribbons that imitate a tail (or at least I assume so)

Grown up Biskit twins - I really like their golden accesiories and honestly just everything else, they look so good

Vinnie Miku - it's Vinnie and Hatsune Miku in one what what else do I need to say?? SEEEEEEKAI WOOOOO

[magmacannon]

9, 14, 17, 20, 29, 34 🫵 Roman

yipee!!!!

9. favorite food? least favorite? are they a picky eater? do they have any dietary restrictions?

Roman grew up Really Far North and his food preferences were shaped as such - though he loves a well-cooked or roasted green veggie, his favorite food is a red meat roast cooked in a stock+beer or ale for tenderness/flavor with alliums and tubers/carrots that are served with the meat and maybe a side of bread+butter (hearty stuff). Least favorite food that he's tried was a spiced tomato-heavy salad thing, least favorite food based on concept alone is the fermented bulette meat that his party member tried to make for them ala fermented shark meat.

Roman doesn't consider himself a picky eater - he'll try most things once or twice! - but he also is cursed with Weak Spice Tolerance that bars him from a good amount of food. Rolling a dice here for this last one but he's not allergic to anything BUT.... despite his love for milk, he's sitting as just above having lactose intolerance apparently.

14. are they any good with numbers?

Roman's solid at guessing distances and geometry through practice - you don't want to be a spellcaster, especially an evocation wizard, to have bad aim - and is pretty decent at keeping track of number patterns and budgeting income vs expenses. Higher level or theoretical math is hard for him to grasp but he tries his best!

17. how did they spend their summers/free time as a child?

As a YOUNG child Roman spent his free time either playing at an uncle's lumberyard/hobby farm outside of the walls of Tzeraz or would spend it traveling with his parents within the Northern Kingdom (mostly) while they performed. He has a few friends he'd invite to his house to play (super dramatic war games) besides that.

As he got older and began going to school for magic, his summers were taken up by classes while winter was the big break time where he'd be able to go home for a few months. When with his family and now less-close friends he'd show off what he was learning to anyone who would listen and watch him cast cantrips at snowmen (this annoyed his brother because he'd do it so often). He spent a lot more time daydreaming in his early teens than continuing running around.

20. if applicable, can they drive? if they have their own, what color is their vehicle? is the inside neat and tidy, or a mess?

IN Dorna, Roman's never seen a 'car' in person but he can decently manage to steer a carriage on a well-paved road if needed. He prefers to ride in the back and read/sleep though!

In a world where cars are common he has a minivan that's a little busted up but runs well. He's considering trying to get a Cool Wizard painted on the side. The inside smells decently clean if a little dusty and while the floor's clean, the dashboard compartment and the back have mild piles of stuff (papers/blankets and bags respectively). He travels with ice removal tools Constantly and maybe a portable air pump just in case.

29. are they associated with any particular element (air, earth, fire, water)?

This is ALWAYS a fun one to think of for Roman bc it's changed over time... he's been associated with light/fire for forever if I think about it, but initially I would have def said he was more of a Water Guy. His oldest 'custom' spell was earth-aligned and he casts spells in a very grounded way - I think he wants to be more 'earth' aligned than he actually is in-setting. I think he's probably most associated with fire through how he acts and the magic he casts out of those four options though he wants to be Anything Else atm.

34. how would your character describe themselves? it doesn’t have to line up with how they really are.

Roman would describe himself as a friendly, optimistic guy with a good bit of determination and practice seeing things through (sort of true, he's stubborn). He'd probably say he's 'pretty good' at his job, which is true in that he has a lot of technical skill BUT he lacks focus historically, meaning that he's just Okay at it in truth. He'd say he has a big heart with a lot of love in it, and that's entirely true <3 (he just also has a lot of opinions and some unforseen pettiness, too)