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deecotan · 2 years

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Do you have a list of favorite zosan fics? Sorry if someone's asked this before x.x

Hooo boy, this is going to be challenging because there's simply a lot of fics that I like and it's kind of all over the place depending on my mood, but I'm going to make a general list of some of my favorites and a short summary of why I like them.

This is going to be a little long so I'm going to put them under read more!

Sketches of Life (and Love) by Fledgling — An exploration of a headcanon where Sanji likes to draw in his free time. This fic always leaves me with a warm feeling every time I read it because how endearingly sweet it is. It's basically a domestic fluff story about both ZoSan and the Strawhats crew in general.

green with envy blues by adietxt — A cute fic about Zoro being jealous. Jealous!Zoro has been one of those tropes that make me screech like a feral animal every time I come across it and this fic does exactly that. It's pretty short and simple but it captures the characters very well. It's set during pre-timeskip which makes it even better to me because pre-TS Zoro possesses that boyish quality that post-TS Zoro doesn’t necessarily have anymore.

Old Men Blues by postmoderne — Quoting directly from the fic's summary, “Sanji and Zoro: two ancient fucks (in love).” because this is exactly that, a story about old men ZoSan. Old Zoro and old Sanji are both still as stubborn as ever and it's endearing.

Meet me under the orange tree by candelina — A canon divergence AU where Zoro and Sanji met as kids, as Zeff opened up Baratie in Zoro's hometown. It's an adorable and heartwarming story of little Zoro and little Sanji's friendship. There's also a part two which is also worth reading.

Other fics from candelina: The whole world will know, another fic about old men ZoSan, this one involves Zoro deliberately showing himself to the Marines for god knows what. It's sweet, it's beautiful, and it shows that Zoro is as reckless and idiotic as he is a loving, devoted husband.

Zoro's Boyfriend, Who Lives In Canada by donutsandcoffee — Modern AU, where Zoro's friends try to stop him from believing that his imaginary, totally made-up boyfriend actually exists. Of course Zoro's boyfriend doesn't actually exist, because with the way Zoro describes him he's way too perfect to exist and how can anyone so perfect actually exist? A hilarious story of misunderstandings.

Other fics from donutsandcoffee: My other favorite stories would be Prison Blues and it’s a long way forward, which serve as both a ZoSan story and a great Sanji character study.

The Three of Swords by 8ball — A medieval AU with knight Zoro and prince Sanji, a concept that starts to really grow on me after I begin to read this fic. In this story, Zoro is a cursed knight appointed to serve Sanji, a deeply kind-hearted prince whom Zoro eventually pines over. It's a beautiful take of prince and knight AU; devoted knight Zoro is something that I didn't know I need. It also has a sequel.

Steady, As She Goes by auspizien — I've always loved auspizien's fics and this is the one fic that made me fall in love with their writing. This is a modern AU story where Zoro is an ex-agent with PTSD who meets and befriends Sanji, a paramedic. It's a multi-chapter fic filled with humor, angst, pining, action, and good ol’ slow-burn.

The Tribulations of Tempation by SweetyGreeny — Zoro accidentally sees Ace and Sanji doing... the do, and then spends days after that feeling shocked, confused, angry, and disappointed. A simply delicious story of pining and jealous Zoro. There's a slight AceSan in the beginning but the endgame is still ZoSan.

Other fics from SweetyGreeny: A Siren's Sinking Song, a canon-divergent AU where Sanji is a siren who one day meets a peculiar swordsman from a wandering ship; this story is beautiful and I love the idea of siren!Sanji, but please note the major character death TW. The Burden of Blondes, Sanji finds out that Zoro has a thing for blondes, and for some reason he feels uneasy. A fun story with some good smut.

(I Want) Someone to Love Me by three_days_late — Sanji is about to turn 17, so he hopes that he can get his first kiss before that. A cute high school AU that involves everyone wanting to kiss Sanji (honestly, who doesn't) but only one person gets to actually do it.

Other fics from three_days_late: Blood Red - this might be a little biased because this fic is inspired by my comic, but that's also a perfectly good reason why I must add it here; this fic is able to capture the spirit of the comic perfectly. If you want to read a short exposition of Zoro showing his protective side, then this fic is worth the read. The Christmas Swap, a modern AU in which Sanji and Reiju switch partners during Christmas so they can attend their family gathering without having to come out as queer. It’s a wonderful story about family, relationships, and what it feels like to be closeted. The Only Way Out (Is Through), a beautiful Prince Sanji and Knight Zoro story, where circumstances forced them to be unable to be together - and it also has a side Nami/Vivi.

Curly Angel by APTX (translated to English by NMTD) — In this alternative canon universe, everyone has a guardian angel, and Zoro's just happened to be Sanji. Hilarity ensues. I have to admit that I absolutely love all of APTX's ZoSan fics, but since most of them are in Chinese, if you're like me and doesn't mind reading some really botchy translations of said fics, then you can try using Google Translate to read them.

Let me be your Inspiration by TheWanderers — College AU where Sanji is an artist/painter - another fic that explores Sanji as someone with an artistic streak, but also so much more. It's a beautiful story that starts out with Zoro having to model for Sanji's painting but ends up falling in love with him. I love the way the author adapts the characters' canon backstory into this universe.

Thy Fearful Symmetry by Harubo — A modern AU where Sanji is a tourist visiting a tiger reserve during a family vacation and Zoro is a detective investigating a poaching ring. All of Harubo's fics are godsend but I particularly love this one because the setting reads like a perfect rom-com drama movie about a stressed, overworked chef meeting a handsome detective. There's also a nice tidbit where the Vinsmoke siblings are trying to get along with each other.

Retrogade by Hazel_Athena — Sanji got badly injured after a fight, and ends up losing a big chunk of memories - he doesn't find it too bothersome until he notices how weird Zoro starts to act around him. It's a really good temporary amnesia fic with some really delicious pining!Zoro material.

Done Dirt Cheap by Balderdashfromafool — Basically a Western ZoSan AU, where Zoro is an outlaw and Sanji is a small town chef. This one is fun and lovely, and as someone who doesn’t read a lot of Western-themed stories, I love the way the author describes the Western setting in this fic.

Each A Love Song by Shadowcatxxx — Sanji is frustrated because Zoro's surprisingly popular with women when he doesn't even like them back. A story of a confused Sanji trying to find love and being the World’s Most Oblivious Man.

And that's all for now! It got way longer than I initially thought....there are some fics that I exclude, mostly the more explicit, PWP-type of fics, as well as Omegaverse fics, because my taste on them tend to be more specific and self-indulgent as ever. I might need to make a separate post for that, and also like feel free to ask me about them anytime.

I really hope I've done these fics justice with my summaries. I can't overstate how talented these authors are, so please shower them with love, kudos, comments, attention, etc etc if you have time.

#zosan fic #zosan fic rec #deeco's fic rec

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liviavanrouge · 2 months

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Wrath's Kids

Angel Foe: What's a little kid like you gonna do?

Davino(9): *Pulls out his sketch book*

Sitri: Get back!!

Paimon: Give his highness room!

Davino: *Sketches in his book, the angel getting trapped in ice and then slammed into the ground ice impaled in the angels chest and stomach*

Belial: *Gives Davino a thumbs up*

Davino: *Nods to him, smiling*

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Davina(9): *Dodges Gabriel then does a cartwheel backwards, kicking him twice in the face*

Gabriel: The dead woman's offspring is quite strong...

Davina: Huh!?

Gabriel: Your wretched mother....it's good she died

Davina: *Scowls, her eyes glowing* You got my Mama fucked up!

Davina: *Snags Gabriel's arm with his own shadow then snags the other*

Gabriel: What.

Davina: *Lifts him up and rapidly slams him into the ground multiple times*

~~~

Davino: *Dodges an attack, sketching in his sketch book*

Raphael: Just accept your fate, you're nine

Davino: *Grins, his expression remaining stoic* Fuck you, you're about to get beaten by a nine year old.

Raphael: Rea-

Davino: *Tosses his book down, a giant hand shooting from the paper, slamming Raphael into the wall*

Davinp: *Drops down, quickly drawing around the hand, a swarm of bees and wasps flying from the sheet attacking Raphael*

Mammon: .....he's Satan's son alright...

Lucifer: Impressive.

Mammon: We went from "protect the twins" to "let them handle these guys", I feel kinda bad but proud

~~~

Davina: *Gasps as Michael lunged at her his sword aiming for her chest*

Michael: Say hello to your mother for me.

Davina: *Grows her shadow behind her, making a large barrier as her shadow mixes with Michael's*

Michael: *Freezes in place unable to move, his eyes darting around* What.

Davina: Fuck you!

Beelzebub: Language, Princess~~

Leviathan: Seems like she didn't need us...that's one of Satan's kids for you

Davina: *Moves around Michael and grabs his hands, bounding his wrists together with a rusty metal chain and some rope then grabs his head slamming him face first into the ground*

Beelzebub: Yep, that's his kid alright!

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Satan: Why the hell are my kids here!?

Sitri: They came out of nowhere your majesty, but...they walloped Gabriel, Michael and Raphael

Satan: Walloped?

Sitri: ...perhaps a more appropriate word is disrespected and demolished

Mammon: *Chuckles* Your kids are just like you Satan, little devils on the battle field with no mercy

Satan: *Stares at them then grins proudly* Where's my brats?

Sitri: *Nods to one of the tents* Resting

Satan: *Grins walking away, pride radiating from him*

Mammon: *Chuckles* Never seen him this happy

#whb #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #whb satan #whb belial #whb lucifer #whb michael #whb raphael #whb sitri #prettybusy #what in hell is bad #prettybusy what in “hell” is bad?#what in “hell” is bad?#what in hell is bad satan

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greatsylveon2007 · 4 months

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"Kids with passion to play make-believe;

Will become young adults with the will to achieve"

Alright, so I figured I wanted to make this eventually. I finally finished my part for the Guaraná MAP a few months ago after like, almost two years of having it lmao, and those two years were wild and included a bunch of different versions of the part which would never see the light of day outside of the map server, so I figured I should put them all here :)

Here is the finished part which I am very happy with honestly, love some Hollyleaf angst

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So now let me tell you about how the part used to be IWKFOLSPS

To get the part I actually had to fist fight a friend because it was one of the few really simple interesting parts and we both wanted it pretty badly

When I eventually got the part I made two storyboards for it, and my idea was for it to be very limited animation with mostly tweening, as, in my head, it would make my life easier

The first storyboard I was not happy with so I threw it out the window and made another soon after

This one I was way happier with and is the storyboard I used for most of these two years, here you can see a little light/shadow behind Hollyleaf that, while I liked, was really out of place so I didn't keep it in the end :(

What followed was multiple months of me chipping away at this part and telling myself every time that it would be easy to do because it was pmv, I got pretty far with this, making the assets for all of the cats and only needing to shade Hollyleaf, finish the backgrounds and guaraná plants and edit

At that point however, despite being almost done, I really couldn't bring myself to work on this part anymore, I'm not sure what exactly it was, but messing around with all the assets and tweening and all that just wasn't fun for me at that point and I just began stalling to avoid having to open the file again

Eventually in February a light shone upon me, if I wasn't having fun with PMV then screw it AMV was my new best friend

In a few hours I made a new sketch, skipped the rought animation stage and finished Holly's entire animation (don't do this ever, don't be like me)

I had also started on Lion but I was struggling on what to do with him because of how I animated Holly lol

I don't remember the exact plan but originally the character acting was:

Holly and Lion are looking up, Jay is a little frustrated. Holly talks to him to cheer him up and he looks at her, feeling a bit more encouraged. Then she would look at Lion, he would reassure her, and they'd all end up happy

Somehow though, while animating Holly, I ditched the plan and made her be surprised by Lion and look at him, so I struggled a bit trying to figure out what Lionpaw could do to get her attention, and spent a good while trying to figure out the solution to a problem that I created in a few hours of not following a simple plan ISMOCKSKKDS If you plan something, preferably follow it, don't be like me²

I could have just remade her animation so that would have been solved but I liked her animation I didn't want to redo it :(

Anyway, eventually I figured he could say something stupid to help cheer up Jay or something and I like his and Jay's new movements so it all worked out :)

After making the first shot, I caved in to something I wanted to do for a while which was a transition between the shots, instead of having it cut to the second shot or move the characters around a little bit.

I didn't know if I wanted to do a transition with stars or with the fire scene, until eventually I figured that the fire scene and Ashfur's... thing was what really affected the siblings, especially Hollyleaf. The part also follows a sequence of Hollyleaf feeling guilty for what she did so in general I thought that Ashfur would transition well

You may also notice that I hadn't splattered blood all across Holly's face in the second shot and that was because I forgot she was supposed to have blood on her until I read the script again for some reason and realized I forgot ISNKCKAKDLSL

So, what did we learn? PMV sucks, animate it all at 24 fps in one sitting instead/JOKE

This is all I have about the Guaraná part, it was pretty fun to work on and I loved joining a map about my country, this map lives in a little part of my brain rent free <3

Might do this for other parts that have a bunch of wips or something I'll think about that, it's kind of fun to just lay out your process like this, would recommend 10/10

#map part #sylv rambles #warrior cats #hollyleaf #lionblaze #jayfeather #ashfur #animation #Youtube #sylv animation

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years

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The Interrogation

Summary: Andy just wants to get to know his company a little better. Andy Barber x Black Reader, BiBi Barber, RoRo Barber

Warnings: Girl!Dad Andy, Fluff, Annoyed Reader, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: This drabble is a part of my Growing Pains Series. Likes, comments, and Reblogs make my day! Thanks for reading!

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"Tell me about yourself, Ian." Andy clears his throat. "You got a record?"

The older man and his opponent sit at the table, sizing each other up.

"I don't think so. But I saw a picture of one somewhere."

Hm. How evasive of you.

"Interesting answer. I take it that you've never had any run-ins with the law?"

"Um, I met a cop once." Ian coughs into his sleeve. "I asked if he ate a lot of donuts. He said no."

So, you're not above bribing law enforcement, huh? Clearly a delinquent in the making.

"What an astute observation. Now, tell me about your interests."

Other than my daughter. He lets the unspoken words hang in the air, enjoying how his foe squirms in his seat.

"Uh, interests?" The young man responds, looking as confused as he sounds.

Andy can barely keep himself from rolling his eyes. "I'm referring to your likes and your hobbies, son." He takes a long sip of his coffee, peering at him over the rim of his mug. "What do you do for fun?"

The young man looks down at his folded hands. "Uhh, I like to draw. I'm pretty good too."

"Hm. So, would you consider yourself an artist then?" Andy hooks an ankle over his knee. "Do you have any idea how much an artist typically makes in a year, son? And I don't mean gross pay, I'm talking take home."

"Erm, no. I guess a lot. Maybe?"

Wow. This one's a real scholar. Top of his class.

"No. It's not a lot. In fact, it's next to nothing. Which means you bring home nothing. And therefore, you will be able to afford nothing. Except for a life filled with abject misery. In that, you will have an embarrassment of riches. Understand?"

I really can't be more clear here, pal.

"Umm...ok."

"Do you enjoy eating, young man? You like food?"

Ian nods his head vigorously. "I love pepperoni pizza with stuffed crust. It's my favorite!"

"Heh." The elder Barber scoffs. "Well, I'm afraid you can kiss that goodbye. Hope you're prepared to starve, kid."

My baby girl has expensive taste. We believe in ordering double pepperoni in this house.

"But...but...I don't wanna starve!" His opponent looks a little scared.

Good.

Andy simply offers a less than sympathetic shrug. "Shoulda' made better life choices." He lets a beat go by before continuing the conversation.

"Since you seem to love pictures so much, I'd like to take the liberty of drawing you a detailed sketch of a jail cell." He pulls a pen from his pocket before grabbing a nearby notepad. "Now, I'm going to start by outlining the bars. Yep, go on and lean in, son - there we go."

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A few minutes later you walk into the kitchen in search of your husband.

"Andy!" You call out, lightly bouncing baby RoRo on your hip. "Andy, have you seen, Ian? Bianca said he went to the bathroom and never came back, which is odd because - oh, no."

You stop dead in your tracks when you see your spouse and your daughter's little playmate huddled at the table, their heads practically touching.

"Ian, honey, what are you doing?" Closing your eyes, you send up a prayer to the Lord above asking for patience.

"Um, Mr. Barber is drawing me a picture of a prison." Oh, Jesus Christ, no. "He says there's lots of barbed wire and stuff. Oh, and a mean guy named Bubba who didn't get alotta hugs when he was little."

"Huh." Your head tilts to the side as it threatens to spin off your shoulders. "Is that right?"

Andy stares back at you with unrepentant eyes. "What? The kid said he was an artist. I was just giving him some pointers by helping him use his imagination..."

"Sweetheart." You grit out. "Please go play. BiBi's waiting for you in the den."

"Okay, but um, Mrs. Barber, why does your one eye keep blinking a whole bunch like that?"

Because there's about to be a murder.

"Ope. No reason, kiddo." You reach out a hand to ruffle his mop of sandy-blonde hair as he brushes by. "I'll be in with some snacks in a minute."

Ian scampers off to go find his friend.

"Andrew..." You growl as you grip the counter top in an effort to keep yourself from strangling the man you had vowed to spend the rest of your life with. "Just - just why? Tell me why." While you wait for him to talk you decide to focus on your deep breathing.

"Because it's my right as a father not to like any man who walks through that front door - unless they're my son." He's quick to amend when he sees your nostrils flare.

"Andrew Stephen Barber." You hiss, enjoying his flinch at the use of his full name. "He is a child here for a play date."

Andy huffs out a laugh and then shrugs as if to say "so what?".

"Y/N, my love, we are all somebody's child." Your smug buttface of a husband informs you before leaning back in his chair.

"Yeah, well, the child that I am referring to just turned seven-years-old at the end of last month." Andy clears his throat, suddenly fascinated by the light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. "He also likes Transformers, dino nuggets, and still has a thing for Peppa Pig."

You kiss your infant daughter's chubby hand as she playfully smacks at your face, clearly tired of being ignored.

"So? I didn't even do anything that bad." Your husband responds, crossing his arms over his brawny chest before serving you his best pout. "I was just vetting him a little."

"No, you were attempting to intimidate a baby in our home. Without his parents present." Or me, you handsome Dingus.

"So what? He'll grow."

"Ugh. I do not approve of these illegal interrogation tactics, Mr. Barber." You wag your finger at him as you do your best to look menacing. "Now, take your daughter and go play." Nodding, your Big Man plucks a wiggly RoRo from your grasp before trotting towards the den.

"Nope!" Grabbing him by the shoulders you physically turn him around and nudge him in the opposite direction. "Find a different room, sweetheart. You can't be trusted on your own."

"Hmph. Fine." Andy grunts, spinning on his heel. "But I'd like to say that, on behalf of all the loving fathers in the world, we are completely and totally misunderstood."

"Of course you are." You go up on your tiptoes to peck his lips. "And underappreciated."

"Yes!" His striking blue eyes light up.

"Oh, well. Life's tough, get a helmet." You flick him in the ear, which makes your baby giggle. "Now go play."

END

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sunnydaleherald · 1 month

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Friday, March 15th

XANDER: Arrr! Careful, me mateys! These be fireflies spat from a volcano off the coast of Katmandu. Arr! LITTLE BOY: You're not a real pirate! Real pirates live on boats and don't look stupid! XANDER: (fake laugh) Oh, a salty swabbie! Maybe you be fishin' for the taste ... of me hook! He shakes his hook-hand in the boy's face. The boy is unimpressed. GILES: (calls) Uh, hello, Ahab, a little help please?

~~All The Way~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

take me back into your corner by The_Eclectic_Bookworm (Giles/Jenny, M)

I wish I knew you when I was a kid by Madonnalal (Tara & Spike, G)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion, Chapter 416 by madimpossibledreamer (Ensemble, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure crossover, T)

The Vampire's Daughter, Chapter 19 by PuellaPulchra (Spike/OC, T)

Straight to the Heart, Chapter 9 by QuillBard (Buffy/Faith, M)

A weapon of victory, Chapter 8 by FPBarbieri (Buffy, Tolkien crossover, T)

No Going Back, Chapter 17 by Tru2urheart (Willow/Tara, M)

Keep You Ghosted, Chapter 3 by hydranjenna (Buffy/Spike, M)

A Slayer of Nightmares, Chapter 2 by LJMouse (Buffy/Spike, InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale crossover, not rated)

A Different Path, Chapter 5 by Anaxilea (Buffy/Faith, M)

Horrorshow, Chapter 4 by vampbrat (Fanged Four, AtS Ensemble, E)

Slayer No More, Chapters 1-3 by jsaint34 (Buffy/Pike, T)

Goodbye to Everything That I Knew, Chapter 25 by fortes775 (Buffy/Spike, R)

Afterburn, Chapter 24 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Forwarding Blue, Chapter 5 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG)

All Choseny's Lost Drabbles, Chapters 1-7 by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, PG)

What the Drabble? Chapter 98 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, R)

Glimpses of the Cellar Dwellers, Chapter 15 by Maldorana (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

X.X, Chapter 15 by Rea (Buffy/Spike, R)

30 Ways to Say I Love You, Chapter 15 by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

The Dreaded Lurgi, Chapter 15 by SomeKindOfADeviant (Buffy/Spike, PG)

Forever and Always? Chapter 15 by scratchmeout (Buffy/Spike, R)

The Dawnster Drabbles, Chapter 15 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, PG)

We’re Having a Baby! Chapter 15 by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Slowly At First, Chapter 10 by Gabby (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Bang, Chapters 1-14 by scratchmeout (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Enemies to Ghost Hunters, Chapter 15 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

The Balance, Chapter 15 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Triangles, Chapter 15 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

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how male characters are handled in shows like Veronica Mars and Buffy by raisedbythetv89

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Spike and the first continued by multiple posters

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xxl1zardb3ansxx · 5 months

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Here you go sillies! More WOF fanfic because I forgor to post some recently!

New day, New Life

Classes started today. Each student got a schedule that was written on a yellowish piece of paper. Star found that she had Biology first. The teacher was a Leafwing that had stayed in Prryiah.

“Good morning, I am your Biology teacher. Call me Mrs.S if you must. Today we’re starting with photosynthesis basics.” The Leafwing said.

The classroom was wide and made of complete stone. There were several windows allowing golden rays to pass through into the classroom. Vines hung down from the ceiling, nearly touching the desks. Star could reach up and grasp one of the delicate white and pink flowers. She decided not too, because this teacher sounded like she would get mad if she did. Now normally Star would like Biology. But this teacher made it less fun. She would always yell at other students, she always sounded mad, and never helped any other students.

Next, Star had math. Only basic math so far because many dragons who were poor didn’t know very much about math yet. Although, they played a lot of ice-breaker games instead of math. The teacher was a Sandwing that was very kind. She said her name was Sunny. She was a weird golden color compared to the normal dusty yellow or tan-ish white. Her whole demeanor was just so happy and kind. She was like a little beam of sunshine that escaped from the sun, and was down here instead. There was one dragon in particular though, that kept interrupting her. It was Vermillion. He kept pointing out what was wrong with her appearance.

“Why are you so shiny?” “Why don’t you have a tail barb? Why are your eyes green?”

Eventually, the teacher decided that everyone would benefit from a hunting break outside, thus leaving us outside, where some…unconventional things could happen. Star had caught a mountain lion, and was sitting on a ledge, eating it.

“Hey hybrid!” It was Vermillion’s annoying voice. Star groaned and looked up.

“What?” Star grumbled, staring at his stupid face.

“I can’t come sit with my very best fwend?” Vermillion said, teasingly.

“Sure, after you stop being the most annoying Skywing in history.” Star said, going back to her food.

“Awwwww, thanks.” Vermillion said, plopping in front of Star. Star groaned. “So, what’s with the little earring you wear? Are you trying to look dumb?”

“At least I look better than you do.” Star said, feeling her earring.

“Yeah, right. Anyway, why do you have it?” Vermillion siad, poking a claw at her.

“Reasons.” She said, flicking the little thing back and forth.

“Oh, sOoOo convincing. What’s the rea; reason? Hybrid?” Vermillion persisted.

“You don’t need to know.” Star said.

“Tell me, or I will personally hurt you.” Vermillion said, trying to be threatening.

“Try,” Star said, brandishing her poisonous barb.

“Oh I’ll-”

“Go away, Vermillion.” Said Blizzard’s familiar voice.

“Ugh, not you again.” Vermillion siad..

“Go away,” Blizzard repeated.

“Fine.” Vermillion said, sighing and flying off.

“Hey.” Blizzard said, smiling at Star.

“Hi.” Star said, feeling her face get warm with blush.

“I know this is a little bit of a weird ask but could we share that mountain lion? I haven’t been able to catch anything here.” Blizzard said,

“Yeah of course!” Star responded. Blizzard floated down and sat next to her, and they shared the lion happily.

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The rest of Star’s day wasn’t very interesting. She had English, science, Art, Creative Writing, and then a rest period before lights out. Star was sitting and sketching on her ledge, minding her business, when of course, Vermillion had to come in.

“Oh hey, hybrid.” Vermillion's voice said. But it was…more unhappy than usual. Star tried to ignore him, and continued sketching Blizzard. (again) Vermillion climbed up to his bed and proceeded to sigh dramatically every few minutes. Finally, after realizing that it doesn;t work on literally anyone, he spoke up. “Do you know why I hate you, hybrid?”

“Don’t care.” Star said.

“Because,” Vermillion continued. “YOU got me in trouble today, and I have a 5 hour detention tomorrow.”

“Good for you.” Star said, sarcastically.

“You don;t care at all about me do you?” Vermillion said, obviously trying to get Star to be sorry.

“Nope.” Star said, finishing her sketch.

“Ugh, you’re so mean!” Vermillion said, flopping down on his bed again.

“I’m so sure,” Star responded, slamming her sketchbook shut.

“Hey guys,” Blizzard said, entering the room. She had little splatters of paint on her talons, decorating her claws with colors.

“Oh, hi Blizzard.” Star said, smiling. Blizzard climbed onto her ledge and smiled back.

“So what are your guys' schedules?” Blizzard asked.

“Biology, Math, English, Science, Art, and Creative writing.” Star said, counting the classes on her talons.

“I’ve got Biology, Math, Science, English, Art, and then competitive flying.” Vermillion said.

“I have English, Math, Art, Science, and sculpting.” Blizzard said.

“Cool. To be honest, I don’t really like Ms. S. She’s mean.” Star chimed in.

“Yeah. She never helps anyone with assignments or anything. Or at least from what I saw today. She gave us so much homework. Speaking of which I should do.” Blizzard said, reaching into her bag and pulling out some papers. Star did the same, and got out her favorite pencil. It was purple with little stars painted on it. The homework was mostly about how plants make sugars for food and stuff and was relatively easy for Star. She couldn’t say the same for Vermillion though. He was chewing his pencil and staring at the page, clearly confused.Just then, Ant walked in, panting. Star looked up at him.

“Hey. You good? You’re panting.” Star said.

“Th-There’s a f-fight. You gotta come see it.” Ant gasped in between breaths. Star and Blizzard looked at each other, and nodded. They both hopped down from their ledges and followed Ant to the prey center. An orange Skywing and a teal Seawing were wrestling on the ground, throwing punches and clawing at each other. The Skywing had a fresh scar across his snout, and the Seawing had one on his underbelly. They were yelling at each other, insults and all. Several other dragons were chanting, ‘Fight! Fight! Fight!’ and pumping their fists. No teachers were here yet, but Star assumed there would be soon.

“You’re just a wetnose! You can’t even breathe fire!” The Skywing shouted, throwing the Seawing off him and getting up.

“Well you’re just a stupid pebble brain! You couldn't even answer one problem in Math class!” The Seawing returned, pointing his claw at the Skywing. The Skywing blasted fire at the Seawing in response, but he ducked and rolled just in time. The crowd behind him backed up and woahed. The Seawing ran around the Skywing in wapped him with his powerful tail. It was enough to bring the Skywing down. The crowd cheered at every strike they made at each other, encouraging the two dragons' rage. Star watched but didn’t say anything. Other dragon’s minds were roaring with thoughts. ‘I hope the Seawing wins!’ ‘Go Silo!’ ‘Beat his A$$!’ Star tried to quiet them, but their thoughts were too loud. The raindrop trick only muffled them a bit. The Skywing sent another blast of fire and got the Seawing’s leg this time. He howled in pain and toppled over. A person in the crowd shrieked and ran into view. It was a dark blue Seawing and she had several necklaces adorning her neck. She crouched down next to the Seawing and helped him up.

“Are you okay? Can you hear me? Wave? Wave!” The other Seawing said, growing more and more panicked. Wave didn’t respond, and only groaned in pain. Just then the Math teacher, Sunny burst through the doors and ran up to Wave.

“What happened?!” She asked, also sounding panicked.

“He got in a fight with Silo, the Skywing over there. He’s burned! He needs to get to the nurses office!” The dark blue Seawing explained. Sunny took Wave’s other arm and they carried him out of the room. A few minutes later, another dark blue Seawing entered the room. That was the Vice principal, Tsunami. She did not look happy. Silo the Skywing was laughing with his friends about kicking the Wave’s A$$ when Tsunami placed her talon on his shoulder.

“Excuse me, are you Silo?” Tsunami asked, sounding cold.

“Heh, yeah….” He trailed off when he saw Tsunami’s disapproving face.

“Then you should know what happens next.” Tsunami said, grabbing his ear and leading him into the hallway. All the dragons in there were silent as they heard Silo’s yelling in pain from Tsunami’s tight grip. Their heads were silent. Everyone was silent. They all glanced at each other for a moment before slowly and awkwardly returning to what they were doing before. Star and Blizzard looked at each other and Blizzard started laughing. Star started laughing too, replaying Silo’s distressed expression when he saw Tsunami. They both walked over to the little river that gurgled next to the wall. Star and Blizzard laid in front of the little river, and Star dipped her tail in the cool water. The two of them laughed about many things for the rest of the rest period. Eventually they went off to bed and dreamed of what adventures could come next in their new lives.

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Seven Days ~ Chapter Eleven

Seven Days - Modern Tolkien AU

Firefighter Frerin Durin died in a fire set deliberately. But after he helps his brother, Thorin find happiness, Frerin is offered a second chance. He has to prove himself worthy by righting the one major wrong in his life. Otherwise, history will repeat and he will die for good this time. The catch? He has seven days in which to do this and isn’t even certain what his major wrong is.

At least, he doesn’t know for long.

Syd Prescott has known Frerin since high school. She spent one night with him and then he vanished from her life. Now, he claims he wants to make it up to her, to right was he realizes was his major wrong. But can she trust him? And can he prove to her that she can before it’s too late?

A/N - This story is the sequel to Miss Fortune, but is a stand alone story.

Summary: Syd has comes face to face with Lisa…

Pairing: Modern!Frerin x OFC Syd Prescott

Characters: Frerin, Syd, Lisa Miller

Warnings: None

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,574

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Darcy’s wasn't quite as crowded at it had been the other night, and Frerin smiled at the bank of empty pool tables. “What do you want to drink?”

“A soda is fine.”

“You sure? It’s five o’clock somewhere.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Okay. Coke it is.” He leaned over and brushed her lips with his, then said, “Go claim a table and I’ll be right back.”

He watched her cross the taproom to the alcove where to pool tables were. He couldn’t help it. She wore her jeans and a Cranford Falls Fire Department hoodie of his and he couldn't take his eyes off her. She was hot as fuck and he was not blind. Then, he went up to the bar and order a Coke for her, a Sam Adams Winter Lager for himself and then joined her back at the tables. She’d already racked the balls and smiled as she handed him a cue.

“Feeling confident, are you?”

She chuckled. “Not at all. But I fake it real well.”

“You’re not a half-bad player, Syd. You just try to force it. You can’t. Like I told you the last time, use physics. Science is your friend.” He set his beer on the high top table and handed her the soda. “You want to break?”

“Not especially.”

He grinned, reaching over to slip his arm about her waist. He couldn’t help himself. If she could reach her, he wanted to touch her. It was that simple. “Syd…”

“Okay, okay,” she sighed, bringing the glass to her lips for a sip. “You win. I’ll break.”

“Good.” He winked and stepped back to reach for his beer while she took her cue, chalked it, and then studied the table for a minute. Then, she bent, brought the cue back, and took her shot.

Clack! The cue hit the cue ball full on and the balls split into all different directions. Two solids—the two and the seven—rolled into opposite corners pockets and he bit back a grin as Syd looked up and said, “Solids, I guess?”

“Go for it.”

This time, it was her turn to wink and as she did, heat swept through him. Christ, everything about her turned him on. It didn't matter that they’d only gotten out of bed a little over an hour earlier. It didn't matter how many times they were together, it only made him want her more.

She moved to take aim at the one ball, then paused to shove up the sleeves of the navy blue hoodie he’d loaned her. It was, of course, far too big on her and the cuffs were probably too stretched out from behind pushed over his own forearms on a regular basis. Still, he didn't care if she ever gave it back, as long as she promised to keep wearing it.

The one hit the bumper, then rolled back to clack softly against the ten ball. He reached for the chalk cube. “You’re hitting with more confidence.”

“I’m more comfortable now,” she told him, coming around to where he stood. “I was a little nervous the last time we were here.”

“Why?”

“You.”

“Me? I made you nervous?”

“A little, yeah.”

He chuckled. “Honey, you’re perfectly safe with me.”

“Frerin, no woman is safe with you.”

“Sure they are.” He looked over the table to see which shot he could probably make. “Why did I make you nervous?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I’m serious. I mean, were you nervous in the I’m afraid he’ll jump on me the moment we’re alone way or the oh my God, this Adonis makes me so weak in the knees I’m afraid I’ll do something crazy like agree to run away with him way?”

“Frerin!”

He laughed as she rolled her eyes. “Or am I way off?”

“You couldn't be more off if you tried.”

He honed in on the ten ball. “Then what was it?”

“I don’t know, you just made me nervous.”

He stretched for the shot, drew the cue back, and knocked the ten ball in the middle pocket. “Ah, but the important this is, do I make you nervous now?”

“No. Not anymore.”

“Good.” He winked, and with his cue, gestured at the fifteen ball. “Corner pocket.”

“Go for it.”

He took the shot, knocked the ball into the pocket, and the moved around to her side. “Twelve, side pocket.”

As he bent, her hand came down to curve against his ass and he chuckled. “That’s cheating, honey. Distracting me like that isn’t allowed.”

“I can’t help it,” she told him pertly, giving his cheek a squeeze. “You have a nice ass.”

A sigh bubbled to his lips as she squeezed him again and his blood warmed and threatened to change direction. “Easy, honey, we’re in public.”

He straightened up and turned toward her, smiling down as she said, “I know, but I didn't think you’d mind all that much.”

“You touching me? Never. In fact I th—”

“Well, look who’s here.”

Frerin’s gut kinked at the soft, very familiar purring voice coming up behind him and he bit back a swear as Lisa came into the alcove. She smiled, tossing her hair over one shoulder. “I thought you only came out at night, Frerin?”

“Why? I’m not a vampire,” he replied evenly, reaching for his beer for a much-needed sip.

“Oh, hello there,” Lisa directed this at Syd, as if she’d just noticed her standing there with him. “Who’re you?”

Frerin draped his arm about Syd’s shoulders. “Syd, this is Lisa Miller. Lisa, Syd Prescott.”

Lisa’s eyes widened, then offered up a half-smile and a syrupy-sweet, “It’s nice to meet you… Syd…”

Syd returned the smile. “It’s nice to meet you, too.”

“So,” Lisa looked from her to him, “are you two like, on a date?”

“Yeah, she’s getting ready to kick my ass in pool,” he replied, his fingers tightening on Syd’s shoulder.

“Well, I won’t keep you. Have fun.” She started to walk away, but then stopped and his gut kinked at the glint in her eye as she added, “By the way, Frer, do you still have that bag with my lingerie in it? I’ve looked everywhere for it and I think I might have left it in your closet.”

“No, I don’t have it. I’m pretty sure I gave you back everything that was yours.”

“That’s so weird, because I just can’t find it anywhere.” Lisa smiled as she looked right at Syd and Frerin felt sick as she added, “I’ve never seen a man go so crazy for a garter belt, thigh highs and nothing else. So, if you want to keep him happy…”

Syd’s jaw tightened but her smile remained firmly in place. “I’ll take that under advisement, but, really, I think I’ve got it.”

“Good. Oh, and watch out for the bunker bunnies. You never know when one will—”

“I think we’re done here,” Frerin growled, irritation flaring in his gut. “So, if you don’t mind, I think I’d rather just—”

“I’m just looking out for her, Frerin, that’s all.” She looked from him to Syd once more. “She’s not stupid. She knows women are drawn to firemen and I’d hate to see her walk in on something she isn’t expecting.”

“That’s not going to be a problem,” he replied, his jaw aching from how tightly he clenched it. “Since I don’t cheat on my girlfriends. And I think you know that. It wasn't me who cheated with the prick from Engine Seven, was it?”

A hint of color swept across her cheekbones and her smug smile faded. “Well, anyway, nice to meet you, Syd. I hope you and Frerin are very happy together.”

“I’m sure we will be,” Syd replied tersely.

For a moment, Lisa pursed her lips as if about to say something else, but she must have thought better of it for she said, “Excuse me, then,” and turned to make a beeline for the bar.

He sighed softly as he glanced down at Syd. “I’m sorry, Syd… I don’t really even know what to say.”

“There’s nothing you need to say,” she told him, turned back to the table to set her cue across it. “But, if it’s all the same, I don’t really feel like shooting pool any more.”

“Yeah, we can go if you want.”

She nodded. “I do, yes.”

“Okay. Sure.” He took both cues to hang on their rack on the wall, and as he turned and caught sight of Lisa on a barstool, she looked over and her smug-ass smile was enough to make him want to vomit. She knew exactly what she was doing and she knew there was damn little he could do about it, either.

He bit back his irritation as he held Syd’s coat for her, then shrugged into his own jacket, and as they made their way out into the cold, she remained silent. He reached out to slip his arm about her shoulders, and waited for her to pull away. But, instead, to his relief, she sighed softly and eased her arm about his waist and leaned her head against him.

“I’m sorry about that,” he said, leaning slightly to press a kiss into the top of her head.

“You did nothing to apologize for, Frerin,” she told him as they reached his Jeep. The wind picked up, blowing her hair about her face as she pulled away to turn toward him. Running her fingers through it to draw it away from her, she said, “And she’s kind of a bitch, so there’s that.”

“Yeah. I know, but still…” He stepped closer, and as the wind blew her hair across her face once more, this time he drew it away. “And you really don’t have to worry about any bunker bunnies. They never were my thing.”

“I don’t even know what that is.”

“It’s what we call the women who haunt firehouses in the hopes of screwing a firefighter. They’re like badge bunnies, who chase cops. Ask Thorin about them.”

“Wonderful.”

“You don’t have anything to worry about. I promise you, you don’t.”

She sighed softly, leaning up against the passenger door as she looked back at Darcy’s. He tucked the lock of auburn he’d swept back from her face behind her ear and then lightly traced the tip of his index finger along her cheek. “Syd?”

“Yeah?”

She looked up at him again and as her eyes met his, for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. He just gazed down at her, and then with a slight hesitation, as if doing it for the first time, bent and pressed his lips to hers.

She laid a hand along his cheek, then slid it over his jaw, along his neck, her fingers sweeping lightly along the back of it to make him shiver against her. She pulled back just enough to whisper, “Ticklish, are you?”

“Just a little, right there,” he whispered back.

The wind kicked up, slicing through him, making her suck in a sharp breath, and he chuckled as he whispered, “We should get in the car before we both freeze.”

“Mmm….” She tugged him back to her and this time, he let his hand come to rest on the curve of her waist, beneath her coat. Heat sank into his palm from her body, traveled up his arm to swirl through his entire body. Without thinking, he leaned into her, came flush against her, and as his hips made contact with her, he tensed, grinning when she pulled back abruptly. “Frerin!”

“What?”

“Here?”

“No, not here.” He brushed her lips with a light, playful kiss. “But when we get back home? Definitely.”

The room was dark, casting long shadows on the walls from the lone nightlight in the hallway bathroom.

“What’s on your mind?” Frerin murmured, cradling her against his chest, his fingers moving lightly along her hair.

“Not much.” She let her eyes close as his fingers skimmed down her shoulder and along her arm now. The last twenty-four hours had been better than anything she could have ever dreamed and she hated to see the time going by so quickly. The only thing that dimmed everything was Lisa.

Which was silly, really. She and Frerin were no longer a couple and Syd certainly wasn’t naive enough to be shocked to come face to face with the woman who came before her. It was just that… well… she hadn’t expected Lisa to be so absolutely perfect.

And that was equally stupid. Frerin was a gorgeous man—handsome face, amazing body, he was charming and funny and had a way of making a girl feel like the center of his universe. Of course his ex would be stunning. Stunning and blonde and all legs and tiny waist and huge boobs and—

In short, everything she, Syd, was not.

Ugh. Why did she do this to herself?

While she knew Frerin had of course had other lovers before her, it was something altogether different to actually come face to face with one. After seeing Lisa for herself, Syd couldn't help but wonder how he would be the least bit attracted to her. It was like going from a Ferrari to a sensible four-door sedan with child locks and LATCH anchors.

And yet… there he was, tugging her flush against him as they snuggled beneath the warm blankets while snow swirled once more past the window. He was there with her. So, why had running into Lisa rattled her so badly?

“Syd?”

“I’m just sleepy, is all.”

He trailed his fingers along her arm, over her hand, linked his with hers and gave a gentle squeeze. “Syd.”

“What?”

“What’s bothering you?”

“Nothing. I’m very comfortable right now.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

She carefully eased onto her back to gaze up at him in the soft light from that nightlight. His eyes were pale, heavy-lidded, his dark hair mussed from her frenzied fingers not too long ago.

He propped his head on his fist. “You’re staring at me.”

“You’re cute.”

“I’m cute?”

“Yeah, there’s a reason bunker bunnies are a thing, you know. Firemen are cute.”

“It’s the uniform.”

“You’re not wearing one now.”

“Okay, I am cute.”

“You really are.” Her smile faded as his expression grew serious. “What’s the matter, Frerin? You look like someone just walked over your grave, as my gram would say.”

He shook his head. “It’s nothing, honey. Just… I feel like…”

His voice trailed off and she waited for him to continue, but he just shook his head. “It’s stupid.”

“Frerin.”

“It is and I don’t want to ruin my image by going all soft right now.”

“Soft is okay right now,” she told him. “No one else is here. No one else but me will ever know. And I promise I won’t ever tell.”

“Syd,” he drew in a deep breath, “I’m happy. For the first time in a very long time. And like I said earlier, I don’t want to see any other women. I just—I think we—I hope you don’t want to see any other guys, either.”

“Frerin.”

“Yeah?”

She smiled, easing her arm about his neck to pull him to her. “I don’t want to see any other guys.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

A devilish grin played at his lips. “I’ll make it worth your while, baby. I promise.”

#Gerard Butler #Frerin Durin #Richard Armitage #The Hobbit #Thorin Oakenshield #Hobbit Fic #Hobbit Fanfic #Fan fiction #The Hobbit fan fiction #Frerin x OC #AU #Frerin Fic #Is it hot in here?#Romance #Modern AU

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my 2023 summary of art!

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still not consistently posting anywhere, but I like doing these. they're fun there's a lot of things i would've liked to include but had to exclude, due to not being shareable on this account. maybe i'll have more stuff next year!

this is long, so details under the cut

JANUARY silly lizard oc i generally dont do much single line hatching, so it was nice to fiddle with it this time

FEBRUARY the wittle scrunkly lizard last time i drew this one, they were an lps shitpost, so its nice to like draw them normally lol

MARCH herman is running out of time glasses axolotl but make him neon idk

APRIL fancy calico i honestly dont know whats up with the clothes, i just kinda drew whatever tbh

MAY yippie!! toontown oc! was playing ttcc w/shard and co, this is the character i ended up making i also got covid around april-march iirc so i was feeling horrid for a while (and the remaining symptoms didnt clear up till like june)

JUNE an oc i got years ago but didnt have the confidence to draw for a while lmao anyways i like her colors and shape, she's fun

JULY mandatory artfight posting this was one of the last ones i did! ocs belong to pookapooka and they were so fun to paint

idk if ill be doing artfight again tbh. ive been doing it consistently since sun vs moon but its honestly felt less fun ever since the tiktok invasion`and how ppls behavior has changed, and especially since the whole ownership thing that happened mid fight this year. (not interested in any of the alternatives ive seen either bc they have the same issues, notably worse issues, or are not furry friendly) but tbh that might just be me being disenchanted with online art spaces due to the intensifying shittification of basically everything, fucking rip

AUGUST ring but hes going to jail (again but for real this time) the staxie monthly prompt was barbie mugshots but i . . . i did this with ring and lumos and promptly forgor to do this with cakes and ale like i was planning to lmfao im actually gonna watch the barbie movie tonight, renting it so i can watch it on the big tv (didnt watch in theaters bc expensive (movie tickets are generally 15-25 bucks in my area (compared to the 5-10 in my aunt's area (renting is cheaper per person)), and they changed the chairs to these weird uncomfy pleather recliners that make my skin crawl to "justify the price raise" + i hate sitting for more than an hour i need water, bathroom, stretch, and snack breaks))

SEPTEMBER ganache went over the hedge was very busy w/projects so i did little casual art this was inspired by me comparing the over the hedge version of supermarket by ben folds (upbeat & high energy) vs the one by the clash (melancholy + commercial-induced agony) ever since then i cant stop thinking abt how much the lemon demon guy's voice sounds like the fucking clash guy sdjkhfkjsd also over the hedge was one of my favorite movies as a kid and i watched it at least 10 times before we had to return the dvd to netflix. i also regularly played the flash games on the site until i forgot about it after finding out about miniclip + notdoppler from other kids and decided to use those for flash games instead bc more options lol

OCTOBER dta img for a new oc i got, funny long neck budgie thingy busy w/projects again so little casual art had to use old mini tablet bc previous tablet was completely unusable fucking rip

NOVEMBER ganache + cactus pony, they want to know if you have any bubblegum. do you? busy w/projects again so little casual art doodle i made in heavypaint (one of the old layerless versions, i bought a lisence for it a while ago.) i got a new tablet on black friday since the mini tablet was horrible + my broken tablet was making me work very slow

DECEMBER ring in the void (this is lore accurate) or as nic put it, "fucked up twilight sparkle" lol busy w/projects + gifts so little casual art i actually sketched this w/the mini tablet, but didnt finish it up till getting the new tablet

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for reading this far, you get to see amogus.

i would've put amogus whisper on the chart but decided against it since im not done with that one yet lmao

#summary of art #2023 summary of art #my art #oc art #no organization tags bc that would be hell

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artistheworld · 24 days

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@centuryberry

CHAPTER 12

Don’t cry you idiot, you’re going to smudge your makeup

#queen of the mountain #rea moots #rea’s little sketches #THE WEDDING HANFUS #TOOK #SO MUCH PLANNING #AND SO MUCH TIME #AND IT’S SO WORTH IT #anddd tumblr keeps eating my quality #BUT NEVER MIND THAT #THE WEDDINGGGGG #Chapter 12 #shadowpeach #lmk wukong #lmk macaque #six eared macaque #sun wukong

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lmnevolicigarealivolimsarmu · 5 months

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I have very bad news regarding Kole...

In the past few days, I noticed that he was getting very weak, and that he wouldn't eat or drink any water.

We thought that it wasn't too dangerous, so we just covered his cage and continued with our lives.

He wasn't getting any better, so I told my mother yesterday that we should take him to the vet.

Mom said no and that it's probably not necesary.

Mind you, this is how he looks the entire time:

Today, I come back from school, and go chill in my room (because it's something I do 24/7)

Kole's cage is in my room, while Rea's cage is in another room.

I check up on him, he isn't moving, but he's breathing.

I carefully take him out of the cage and hold him against my chest, and he's content.

I decided to ask the lovely people on r/hedgehog for medical advice, and they told me to go to a vet as soon as possible.

I also searched on google what could be wrong, and it most likely was dehydration among other things.

I called my mom and asked her if she could leave work early, so we could take him to the vet.

She said she would, so all that was needed was waiting for her to come home.

I start scrolling through pinterest, and at one point I leave the room to eat lunch.

I come back and continue what I was doing.

At one point, I think I had to go to the toilet, so i took Kole off of me, and he was not moving or breathing for that matter.

I started panicking internally, and i checked if he's alive.

Feel/see heartbeat?

nothing

Can I touch his back without him moving?

yes

Can I move his body parts (head, feet, paws) without a reaction?

yes

I was devastated.

I gently picked him up, and rolled him into his blankets and put him back into his cage, hoping that he was alive, and that I was wrong while checking him earlier.

I turned off all lights, left the room and closed the door.

My mom came home, and we buried him in the backyard.

I think that I should remember the day he died, and make a little celebration, of sorts in his name.

I think he'd like that.

(Also if anyone might be interested, I would like to commision a sketch of him for a profile pic, hopefully for free...)

#Kole #Коле #hedgehog #R.I.P. Kole

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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ About Red ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Heya! I'm Red (Rea if you know me personally) and I've been running the blog on and off for a good couple of years!

I tend to speak a lot in the tags!

Also send me an ask! I'm happy to answer :D

Pronouns - They/He

What Do I Post?

Fandom fanart

Sketches/Doodles

Original Characters

Occasional text posts formed in the abyss of my brain

(eventually will be rolling out some music stuff :3)

What Do I Reblog?

art I enjoy

fandom fanart

shit posts

awareness posts

etc.

Fandoms I'm active in (Subject to change)

Little Nightmares

BABITIM

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meeblo · 7 months

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TBWF Reread Ch0

Here it is, the start of my reread of the The Boy Who Fell, with analysis and an accompanying drawing or sketch each chapter. I'm doing this as a combination of a few things I want to do, namely reread TBWF and get better at art.

Not sure how I want to order this in the future, for now I'll do art first and then analysis.

Chapter 0 is fairly short so I don't have much to say. The striking solid red cover does a great job establishing the tone and prevents readers from getting the wrong impression from the majority of chapter 0 before Ren is pulled off the roof. Even while the basic school plot is happening, the reader wonders what that chapter cover was about and what the deal is with the ominous past tense narration.

It's interesting seeing Yuu's characterization here. You don't learn a ton about him in this one short chapter, but he's definitely different to how his characterization is later solidified in Springtime of Yuuth. Visually different as well, not just in art style which obviously shifted over time but in terms of body language and posing as well.

Ren's characterization is very nicely introduced here. Throughout the chapter, the narration in Ren's voice is going back through the events that transpired and trying to think over what he could have done differently. The nervous self-doubt is mixed with self deprecation, as Ren states that he is "simply bad luck". Ren stating that "Yuu had nothing to do with it" and that it was just his own bad luck shows him solely blaming himself for negative occurrences that are—though not entirely out of his control—decidedly influenced by other factors; this stays true of his character up to late in the series, where he finally starts to accept that the things he was pushed to do are proof that he is a victim too, not that he has committed unforgiveable acts. This isn't to say that Yuu is at fault here; the roof edge was precarious, but an eldritch tendril from hell pulling Ren off is the problem, Ren would not have fallen otherwise. This is just an early indication of a larger part of his character. Ren is also shown to be someone with little to no social connections and a pushover when it comes to someone with more self confidence than him, other aspects of his character that are relevant early on though not as long lived as his self-deprecating blame.

My favorite panel of the chapter is the last one on page twelve. The composition is very striking, with the directly top down view as Ren is being pulled off the roof and is now parallel to the ground facing up at the sky. This wonderfully recontextualizes the very first page, the only color page of the chapter, which is devoted to a full view of the sky. Though not the exact view Ren would see when falling, page two (as the copyright notice is technically page one) definitely conveys a different tone with the context of how the chapter ends. Page twelve is also the best view of Ren in the chapter, providing a full body depiction. This is the moment when you see Ren in the most detail in chapter 0: right as everything goes to hell.

My Art

I was definitely overambitious here for my first time ever drawing a scene in a digital art program. The perspective proved to just be too tricky, so Ren and Yuu's sizes don't quite match up; Ren in particular has a massively wide chest, strange proportions I was not intending. I wanted to try and shade things with screentone to replicate somewhat the look of the comic earlier on, but I didn't actually reference and see how star tended to use screentone so it's not quite the same. Overall though, I think I had a good concept for the piece and that the composition is fine even if the anatomy and proportions are all out of wack. There are things I decided to not go back and fix because I don't want to strive for perfection on every piece; I feel like I'm more likely to improve faster if I keep making new pieces rather than tweaking one until I'm absolutely satisfied with it. Real missed opportunity though to just make the sun the sun, I realized afterwards it would have been really cool to have made it the Hell Kitchen logo.

I gained a lot more familiarity with shortcuts and navigating layers, so it's nice to already have noticeable improvement even just from when I started this drawing to when I finished.

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robbiejohnsonyr3ax3021 · 2 years

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AX3021 - University - Major Project (Summer) - Creating the Poster and Presentation

After finishing my final piece of concept art for my three major project ideas, it was time to create the poster and power point presentation. The purpose of these two pieces of work is to explain and demonstrate my ideas as well as demonstrating what I have learned over the summer period. In this post I will be explaining the development process for each of the pieces of work.

The Power Point

Whilst creating the power point I felt it was important that each idea should feature five slides, these slides include the following:

1.) Introduction slide – the title of the idea and an image/ piece of concept to hint towards what the idea is.

2.) Synopsis – A break down of the world that each idea takes place in, explaining the plot of each story and ending with a question to help viewer engagement for each idea (E.g., Will they make it in time?).

3.) Inspirations – A page of images of a variety of films, TV shows, videogames, characters, etc that may have help inspire an aspect for an idea.

4.) Character Concepts – A page showing off the characters within each project, ranging from sketches split into four quarters of a page with info and expressions and solid single images of characters who are coloured in.

5.) Environments/ Location – A peek into the world and stories for the characters from different locations to glimpses into scenes playing out through a single image.

Putting the power point together was not overall too bad, but it did come with some challenges. In terms of gathering concepts and detailing each idea was not too bad, as I had these characters and worlds printed inside of my head over most of the summer. The most challenging part of this project was when it came to finding inspirations, as my method for coming up with each idea was from thoughts and questions, I had over the summer break. So, trying to relate inspirations with ideas you have come up with yourself with nothing that inspired you prior towards each idea proved hard for me to make connections with (In terms of comparing my idea with something pre-existing). I guess the best way to describe it is it felt like I was doing the process backwards, instead of working on ideas based/ inspired by already existing media, I had to try and find already existing work to try and link it to my projects somehow.

In the end I was able overcome this confusing hurdle and was able to finish my power point. Overall, I feel happy with the structure I have given myself as, I feel that each slide covers each of key topics that need to be discussed for each idea.

The Poster

Where the power point presentation was based on me presenting my work, the posters purpose was to explain my work, this proved to be quite a challenge. The main issues I had was making sure how I was trying to explain my thought process and my methods of teaching myself were making sense and did not sound too much like gibberish (whilst remaining within the (clarified) 500-to-1000-word count). I had some help form some support staff and friends checking through any areas of my descriptions I was unsure about being too confusing, some people thought it made sense, other asked for a little more explanation. Overall, the information on the poster was changed a total of 4 times before becoming the final poster, which explains my goals for over the summer break, how it continues into my third-year work and my methods I came up with to help teach myself.

After having everything typed out within a word document, I was able to get the word count to 1005 words being just over the required amount and I also realised I forgot to include the title. The following day whilst trying to narrow down these last few words, my tutor explained to me that it did not matter if I was a tiny bit over the word count, he said it would be bad if it was “over 1500 words long” but I should be ok being touch over. So, in the end after adding information into the figure image descriptions, my final word count was 1053 words.

I won’t really know for certain how well the poster has done until someone reads the newest version of it (most likely my tutor), but if there is any major takeaways form this, it is I hope it made sense for the methods of self-teaching I did and that the images I have added to my poster help back up my points.

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