#commission time soon... 😳

[kittyandco]

i really need updated hux/kitty art 👉👈

both pieces i have were gifted to me prior to creating my current main s/i (which i created back in 2020), and i cherish those pieces very much, but a lot has changed since then:

my hair is several inches longer. from my shoulders to past mid-back, and usually my s/i's hairstyles follow mine

my sona is nowhere near a rebel fighter, she's a corrupt princess

her outfits are fanciful and extra and often revealing worth more than anyone could guess

everything about my sona's personality has done a 180, more or less

she comes from a jungle infested planet rather than a snowy one, so the vibes, generally, are much different

i simply love him more than i ever have 😌

[accirax]

combining some of @sapphireroses282's asks into one post! (what they said is indented)

2nd greet from the same person but I guess with a slightly more positive ending/reply. (Almost feels like a take two haha. 😅) Also, oooh~ I wonder what they said to him at the end to get that response~? 😏😉

Alec, with Derek threatening him at gunpoint behind the camera: haha yeah i guess my life isn't totally over asker hahahaha

given that it's for the same person and Alec somewhat retcons what he said, i do wonder if it was genuinely a re-do of a greeting that someone wasn't happy with. either way, i wonder what happened for Alec to go from 7th most favorite to most favorite in the interrim.

makes sense that he used to be a librarian, though, given his title of The Librarian. that also means he was probably making a slightly above average salary for the UK, given some baseline research. though, if he's competing to be Riya's sugar daddy, he's still losing to Connor. (/j)

My two favourite Aiden greetings~ ^^ Viester's singing voice is ❤Godly❤ and Aiden was super cute in the 2nd one~! 😊

the Aiden singing greetings make me conceptually happy because i feel like Viester enjoys the chance to learn and perform new songs for everybody. you can hear the happiness in his voice... or he's just flexing his acting skills as well, lol.

and that staring contest cracked me up. i guess the asker really did only ask about Aiden's favorite color? funny, given how everyone else seems to be asking for like three answers minimum plus a song. speaking of alternate universes, though, Aiden has the same rationale behind his favorite color as an alternate universe version of Winnie the Pooh. not the canonical one, though.

That lucky little... H-huh!? 😳 Jealous?? Who's jealous? Not me-! Who- Who said I was jealous!?!? Ok jokes aside, I'm kinda confused on why his fav dish is grilled asparagus now when he said it was spaghetti bolognese or smth in another greeting... Ah well, whatever.

i wonder how Alec's ex-wife would react to knowing that so many people are trying to rizz this dude up in her absence. then again, he's popular on the "we love pathetic men" website, so if she's not into failwives, maybe she just thinks everyone's insane.

as for the food thing, i'm guessing they might not have wanted to double up on the exact same content in greetings? like, especially if they were sent in at around the same time, i could see them not wanting the second person to feel like they were ripped off for getting the exact same info that someone else already happened to ask a little bit earlier. perhaps Alec's favorite meal is spaghetti bolognese with a side of grilled asparagus.

Yep. This is it. This is the best one. No question. It's stuff like this that truly makes me thankful for the DC fandom! 😭❤ Why did that last meow sound so suave/flirty too?!?! 😂🙈 (I'd be surprised if Raitix didn't have to do multiple takes of this because he kept bursting out laughing during it. Sounded like he was close to it tho) I'd say it was definitely worth the $80~! 😁

y'know, if they were going to go this far, they should've added cat ears as a costume as well. (/j)

Oh hey, I've just seen some art you've done for DC and stuff, do you take (free) requests?

i've been looking at setting up a ko-fi recently, so hopefully i'll have an option for paid commissions open soon!

[shima-draws]

Realizes I’m probably way too late to make a pinned post but oops we’re doing it now 😳

Anyway hi! I’m Shima. I like creating art of my favorite characters, crying over my ships, making too many OCs with overly complex backstories, and succumbing to new AU brainrot at least once a week. I’m also very fond of rambling in my tags so you will definitely find an essay’s worth of tags on a lot of my posts. ADHD brain makes it so that I can’t focus on anything for too long so I fandom hop a lot—just be prepared for that :’)

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You are more than welcome to ask about these or any others! Lord knows I have a hard time keeping track of them all.

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[coeluvr]

I understand you, anon. Every day I stare at his portrait and call him baby 100 times. A daily ritual if you wanna call it that.

I thought I was the only one 😳

I commissioned them so I must stare at them all day, they're my babies!

My wallpaper is Male Hunter right now (soon to be changed to Female Hunter when she comes) and I literally just stare at them like wow... like they're so pretty and needs to stop looking at me with those eyes like damn how can I not like you??? Me and MC who has a childhood crush on them are one and the same actually.

[sikudastoner]

favorite & stillness for Mabel + texture & bling for Rilian?

Thank you for the ask!

Mabel

stillness: How does your OC act while still? Are they fidgety? Do they have any common gestures or tics? Does their clothing affect how they hold themselves while at rest?

Mabel, to me, is quite expressive. When she was younger, she was quite active and hyper but Larys taught her how to be a still, proper lady to not embarrass herself. When she’s nervous, she fidgets with her seven pointed star necklace. She hums while she’s working, sewing, baking, etc. She cannot hide her thoughts when reading a book or hearing juicy gossip.

Mabel reading any book: 🤔🤭😳🤯🥹😖😭

favorite: Does your OC have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? What is it? What's the meaning behind it? Do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

Obviously, she has a collection of seven pointed star necklaces that she wears daily. She wears it to show devotion, to ward off sinful urges, to feel closer with the gods everywhere she goes. It’s almost like a badge to her. “You can’t call me sinful for being born a bastard, I’ve devoted my life to serving the seven 😠.” That’s not how it works sweetie.

Rilian

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

I don’t think textures bother Rilian too much. I can’t imagine them in silk or satin. Will wear a potato sack if it fits.

bling: What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

I think Rilian probably wears stud earrings so it won’t get caught on anything or ripped out. Necklaces on fancy occasions. There’s the runic crown that they wear during their fifteenth name day (definitely want to get an art commission for that soon.) And of course, the Runestone ring. Let’s pretend it’s bronze instead of silver so it doesn’t clash with their clothes.

[cyliph]

Commissions open soon...? 😳

Hi! My name’s Cyliph! I’ve been drawing and painting characters for over twelve years now! My digital footprint might not be up to date, but I have around 100 orders under my belt and hundreds more personal pieces. My speciality lies in fast turn arounds, painterly styles, and portrait styles.

I’m still a bit stiff, so expect at least a week before reopen. It’s been what, three years, since I’ve drawn seriously? 😬 I’m unemployed now though, and I think instead of sitting and rotting away reading fanfiction while I wait for a call back I should offer up my time for money that will buy me groceries.

Here is my (antiquated) ping list if you’d like to stay up to date. Everything’s due for a massive overhaul, so please hang tight!

[hugs-and-stabbies]

oh no... askdjfh happy about hitting 7k soon!! but also i really wanna do that art giveaway and im still very much neck deep in commissions 😳 so it might come a bit late but it'll definitely come!! i cant remember the last time i did one so im super excitedd :D

[lonelyhooves]

A Quick PSA

Hey guys!

2022 was a hectic year, and 2023 is looking to be stressful in a whole different way. We're doing our best to get the ball rolling again (we love this story!) but it's difficult when we both keep having to take commission work just to keep the lights on.

While we can't really ask for money to support Lonely Hooves specifically, I'm pretty sure we can get away with panhandling other ways, so if you're interested in supporting us (and able - you need to eat too), here's what we've got going on elsewhere:

Kazzie runs character adopts! She does ponies a lot, but has started dabbling with anthros. You can keep up with her present offerings on her ych.art site (there's a couple running right now! They're very cute!)

Meanwhile, Sera (me! hi!) is running an 18+ Patreon where you can get access to a lot of goodies for a couple bucks a month. There's a couple sporadically updated comic things here, but it's mostly pin-ups at the moment, with the exception of my first proper foray into non-comics writing in... quite a long time! If you like the storytelling of Lonely Hooves and don't mind an original setting where things get pretty spicy on a regular basis, the first couple chapters of Witches' Thralls are already live over there, and I'd love to hear what folks think! There's also Hare Moon, an 18+ MLP smutfic comic where Angel turns into some sort of raging werebunny and needs certain needs addressed. Some of that's public, but half of it isn't, and you can find that over here too! And just, like, so many boobies. (Seriously! Over 18 only!!)

I also take commissions but am pretty bogged down at this exact moment. Kaz can do pony ref sheets and all sorts of things though, and her turn-around makes me jealous as hell. your best bet to get in touch with us about that kind of thing is probably the community Discord, but even if you're not there to throw money at the screen we'd love to have you! We don't bite, usually! Unless... you're into that?? 😳

Okay! That's enough of that for now!

The next page is already sketched, and I'm very excited to finally be sharing this next scene with you all! I hope you all enjoy Muse becoming a bit less of an enigma!

See you soon!

Z (Sera)

[danafeelingsick]

ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 2022

@monthofsick

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ᴅᴀʏ 26: Multiple sickies

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 4,3k~

hi, id like to request prompt 26 (multiple characters sick) with Itto, Kuki, Heizou sick and Sara as caretaker? a stomach flu/food poisoning situation would be nice

ᴀ/ɴ i've waited the whole month for this one 😳🤓

TW EMETO

         Kujou Sara was dozing off in her office when a strange sound came from down the hallway, snapping her awake. At first, she thought someone had dumped water on the floor by accident, but listening closely to it, she noticed the faint string of coughs following the splash.

         It was far past working hours in the Tenryou commission, no one was supposed to be around anymore, not even her. But some matters still demanded the general's attention. It didn't help that she had skipped several minutes with a blink, but the scare successfully drove away all the exhaustion from her body, at least for the time being.

         Still listening to whoever it was hacking up a lung in the distance, Sara pushed out of her chair, carelessly tossing documents onto her desk in a hurry. She was already down the hallway when the near choking broke into another heavier splatter, it sounded like someone had emptied a bucket now.

         “F-Fuck…”, she heard that same person groan and cuss.

         Closer now, she could recognize the voice and sighed in frustration when she remembered the cause of her extra hours. A bothersome crimson Oni she had to keep watch, the reason why he had been apprehended since buried under the piles of documents in her office.

         “Arataki Itto!”, she called loud enough to be heard from the other side of the police station, hoping the anger in her voice would be enough to stop whatever that stupid Oni was plotting. “What was that noise?”

         He went silent for a short moment, only the sound of her wooden heels on the cold tiles and the jingle of keys on her hips could be heard. Soon the coughing resumed, more violent than before as if holding it had taken a bigger toll on his health.

         “K-Kujou Tengu, is that you?” His voice came from behind a few corners and she knew right away something was up from how disoriented he sounded.  “Ugh, d-don't come here. I just... threw up all over the floor.”

         She walked even faster, a scowl already twisting her face.

         “I swear if this is some elaborate plan for you to escape I’ll -”, she turned a corner, the pungent smell of fresh sickness immediately assaulting her nostrils.

         She found the Oni inside his holding cell like usual, but she didn’t expect to find him hunched over a puddle of steaming vomit. Her stomach flipped over when she immediately recognized the dish they had served earlier in the mess hall, now odd–colored by stomach acids and glistening with bile. The Oni acknowledged her glossy-eyed, sniffling like a scolded child when her expression darkened.

         “Plan? What are you, urp, talking about?” Itto rasped, briefly closing his mouth under the threat of another gag.

         “Y-You, ugh! Why did you have to make a mess?”, her expression twisted into anger, and she realized she had raised her voice when the Oni seemed to flinch at her. She didn’t back down. “Didn't you have a bucket or something?”

         “S-Sorry… Been asking for one”, Itto responded, his voice coming from deeper within his throat sounding like he was holding back tears. “E-Everyone just dismissed…”

         Sara is taken aback by his words, only momentarily because her disgusted expression never leaves, every time she thinks of feeling pity the smell reminds her of how disgusting that Oni can be. With an annoyed sigh she makes sure he heard, she unlocks the door to his cell and steps inside.

         “You better not try anything”, the tengu says coldly, standing over him and staring him down as silence lingers between his shuddering pants. “What are you feeling? Are you going to vomit again?”

         “Hmm… hard to tell”, he mutters, running the back of his hand under his mouth, but keeping it there when his chest hitches slightly, only a small hiccup coming through. “It feels like it, but… I haven’t eaten much.”

         “Stand up, I’ll take you to the restroom”, Kujou Sara doesn’t ask but does lean over him as she takes one of his arms and throws it over her shoulder. “Don’t forget you’re still under custody.”

         “Yeah, yeah…”, the Oni mumbles, clenching his eyes shut when the sudden motion has his stomach flipping uncomfortably. Each step to the door of his cell threatens to send him to the floor, but the tengu is surprisingly resilient as she guides him, nearly supporting all of his weight on one side. “O-Oh, man…”

         “And if you vomit on me!”, she threatens sincerely, but continues walking.

         “Can’t really guarantee that…”

         Arataki Itto manages to make it to the small station restroom when the nausea rolls back again, leaving him gagging emptily over Kujou Sara’s shoulders as she doesn’t even bother to close the door behind them. The general all but drops him in front of one of the squatting toilets, grabbing the large Oni by the sleeves of his coat when he looks like he’ll just tip forward.

         “I’m gonna puke”, he announces, just in case the green color his face takes wasn’t enough of a tell. Sara wordlessly tightens her grip on him as the Oni lunges forward with a guttural retching throat. “EeuuURRrRrrgh!”

         Itto struggles with his mouth open, his stomach clenching painfully as it fights to get more of that lumpy mixture up his throat. Through gurgling retches, he chokes up a mouthful of barely digested stomach contents, and the remnants of his meal fall to the white porcelain with a heavy splatter. Clumps of chewed-up rice, mushy vegetables, and bits of white meat swim in a thick broth of miso soup and acidic bile. Itto isn’t sure what part of it is leaving the spoiled taste on his tongue, but it only takes a few loud heaves for him to get a second serving of it.

         “You have to breathe too, Arataki Itto. You’re going to choke like that”, the tengu says as she firmly pats his back, albeit begrudgingly. Itto tries to keep it in mind as more dense vomit spews out of his mouth, but all that it amounts to is the desperate noises stuck in his throat. It sounds like he’s drowning as the spell tapers into a watery surge, but doesn’t stop until he manages to cough it all up. “There you go, see?”

         “Ugh… fuck…”, the Oni spits out, wasting the split moment he had to catch his breath before his mouth fills with vomit again.

         ***

         Shikanoin Heizou wishes he could sleep it off over his desk, or rather, the communal office all the other doushin used for various purposes, but the awful churning in his gut simply will not allow it. To think emptying his stomach onto the floor would do him any good was stupid, but even after cleaning it as best as he could, he still can’t believe he let himself do that. Now that sour smell is stuck to his nose and his mouth.

         An even worse idea was to trust the mess hall’s food for once in his life. He was sure something in his now empty plate had gone bad, but it was hard to tell when everything they served there already tasted spoiled, undercooked, or sour. Sometimes all three. Heizou felt his throat tighten at the thought, his mouth flooding with saliva, and he tried to shove the all too detailed memories to the back of his achy mind.

         The sound of the door creaking open was the thing on the forefront, and he barely raised his head, staring at the visitor through his eyelashes. Kujou Sara was standing in the doorframe, her expression as sour as his mouth tasted, something akin to murderous intent in her golden eyes, but Heizou was too out of it to even register.

         “Heizou, what are you still doing here? Your shift ended hours ago!”, she said between her teeth but went to search around the office instead of waiting for his answer.

         “Madam Kujou? Sorry, I was just... going through some cases and must've lost track of time”, he responded, hurriedly straightening himself and managing to ignore what the sudden motion did to his already queasy stomach. “I-I'll be gone in a minute."

         "Have you seen any of the cleaning supplies?" she asked over her shoulder and thankfully didn’t notice when he went pale, already choking on an answer. “Arataki Itto vomited all over his cell, can you believe that? That useless Oni!”

         “They are right there”, Heizou mumbled and pointed to the side of the desk, where a large wet spot still hadn’t dried and said supplies were scattered around it. He would’ve made himself useful and grabbed them for her, but just thinking of his own vomit soaking into the tatami floor had him trying not to gag.

         “If you’re not in a hurry”, Sara caught him halfway through the open door, and the doushin turned stiffly, his throat tense as he held back the nausea. “Can you go check on him for me? That waste of space is in the restroom. And he’s still under custody, so don’t let him out of your sight.”

         Heizou agreed shakingly, that was where he was heading already. The tengu was so busy she didn’t even bat an eye when he turned on his heels and sprinted down the hallway.

         “E-Excuse me? I’m coming in”, Heizou knocked on the door and said, hearing a large someone shuffling behind the door.

         The sour stench of vomit was the first thing the detective noticed as he stepped into the restroom, then breathing through his mouth, he saw the tall man sitting on the grimy floor, his back against the stall. He would’ve looked like a fresh corpse if not for his exposed torso, heaving rapidly as short gurgles came from within his belly.

         “S-Sorry, dude… this one’s taken”, he said, and weakly waved with his head to the toilet, filled to the brim with bubbling puke. Heizou tried not to look at it directly, instead focusing on the long red horns sprouting from the middle of his messy white hair.

         “Kujou Sara… sent me here”, he stammered, watching as the man’s shoulders kept jumping, his toned abdomen clenching incessantly as nausea bit at him too. “She told me to keep an eye on you.”

         “Mmmrff, how nice of her. EuRgHh!” Itto commented with all the sarcasm he could spare, and retched emptily over the full bowl. Chuckling dejectedly when his stomach finally gave him a break. “You can tell her I'm alright, not that she cares at all.”

         Looking at the detective from over his shoulder he noticed him trembling slightly, his hand hovering close to his middle, the other on his mouth. They were almost at eye level, with him sitting on the floor, but it was nice to have to look up at someone for a change. “Are you okay, though? You're not squeamish, right?”

         “Y-Yeah… I’m fine. I'm n-not”, Heizou lied and tried to look away, but it was already too late. Breathing through his mouth was only making his stomach more restless, he could feel the acidic burn reaching for his tongue. In desperation, thought of making a break for the sink, but he doubted there would be enough time. “Actually, c-can I…? Do you mind sharing?”

         “Sharing?”, Itto tilted his head in confusion, but it quickly dawned on him when he saw the doushin's face turning a sickly green. “You're gonna barf, alright! Here, here. Aim for the toilet.”

         With all the gentleness of a giant, Itto pulled the young man to the floor by the wrist, forcing him to kneel to not lose his balance. Just in time, Heizou pitched forward and burped a stream of stomach contents onto the toilet, most of it spilling out the sides as Itto failed to hold him in time. 

         “Fuck, take it easy”, he exclaimed, both hands closing around Heizou's sides as he nearly fell forward. He trembled violently under his touch, and mercifully another steady stream of puke erupted out of him without much struggle. “Looks like you're sick too, little guy.”

         “Mess hall… food, eurgh”, he slurred in between bouts of vomiting, unable to catch a break. Itto cocked his head to the side, trying to decipher his words. 

         Heizou was sure his whole body was in free fall as he kept spewing, everything was spinning wildly before his eyes, and he couldn't tell which way was up. But as he started slumping forward, runny puke still pouring from his lips, the Oni lifted him slightly off the ground with a short huff, just enough to plop him back down seated in the space between his legs.

         “I've got you”, he reassured, resting a big hand on his back, feeling him wince under his wait.

         Heizou was kneeling on that grimy cold floor, groaning as nausea wrecked his body, his stomach still churning relentlessly. He leaned forward, grabbing the Oni's ankles with both hands as exhaustion finally won over him. The vomiting spell quickly drained all the energy he had, but it didn't seem to be over.

   ��     Itto slowly petted the doushin's back, trying not to look at the growing mess of the toilet because he knew it would be over for him as soon as he did. With a wet burp, Heizou produced another sizable gush of stomach contents over the rim of the toilet, coughing wetly as it tapered off into a trickle.

         The detective groaned, seemingly deflating under Oni's touch as he pulled back, bile and drool still clinging to his chin.

         “Wow, that was a lot for a guy your size”, Itto commented, still rubbing his back as the doushin grunted weakly, trying not to cough anymore. His throat was sore and achy after such a violent spell, but he still mustered a weak apology.

         “I… I'm pretty sure it was the mess hall's food”, Heizou slurred, after a moment of awkward silence.

         “It seems like it”, Itto added, peering into the full toilet and immediately looking away when the sight made him recoil. “Ugh… think you're okay to get out of here?”

         Heizou nodded weakly, not about to refuse the offer to leave that gross stall. He felt weak and sweaty like he had just run a marathon on an empty stomach, everything ached from head to toe.

         Itto got up first, grabbing onto the wall as he tried to flush the toilet, but all it did was make a deep gurgle, the layers upon layers of now cold vomit staying there, unmoving. The two just shared a tired knowing look as Itto helped the detective stand, firmly holding his shoulders when his knees seemed to nearly give out. 

         They were halfway to the door when it clicked open, none other than the Kujou Tengu stepped inside, her eyes widening as she saw the whole scene.

         “I think your guy here is sick”, Itto told her simply, pointing to the nearly unconscious Heizou he was holding under his arm.

         “By the love of… This can't be happening”, Sara blinked in surprise, pinching the bridge of her nose and letting out an exasperated sigh. “Just… Just take him to my office. Ms. Shinobu is there too.”

         “Oh, Shinobu's here? Didn't think she would come”, Itto sounded almost surprised, but just hearing a familiar name put him more at ease.

         “I'll bring some medicine for the two of you”, the tengu responded, looking at them up and down, noting how much Heizou was shaking and the sweaty mess he had become. “Some spare clothes too.”

         “Humpf, alright”, Itto huffed as he went past her, trying not to let his sudden anger show, but it was hard not to when she looked at him like he was some kind of animal.

         *** 

         “It's okay, just let it out”, Kujou Sara whispered softly, holding back moist strands of burgundy hair as Heizou dry heaved under her, struggling through the motions of unrelenting nausea.

         It took him a couple of harsh retches, but eventually, he managed to bring up a thin wave of runny vomit. Most of it was the water he had downed minutes before, slightly cloudy from the little time it spent inside him, but now littered with clumps of the food he still regretted eating.

         “I'm so sorry… urp, madam Kujou, but I told you I wouldn't be able to… guh, keep it – urGHH!”, Heizou tried, but soon he was diving back down, tears gathering in his eyes as he retched violently, bringing up yet more watery vomit onto the small bucket Sara was holding in front of him. “Ughh… guh— ...euRrrgh!”

         She didn't say a word, just kept shushing him as Heizou struggled to expel another watery surge of warm bile. Rubbing his back slowly, she could his musculature shivering, heat rolling off his skin, and rapidly drenching his spare shirt in more sweat. It broke her heart to see him like this, but not knowing from the start made her feel even more guilty.

         On the other side of the office, Kuki Shinobu had somehow managed to put the rowdy Oni to rest for a few minutes. His head was resting on her lap as she gently brushed his messy hair away from his face, his expression still pinched in disgust. An improvised container waited by her feet, thankfully empty as Itto couldn't vomit anymore than he already had.

         A soft sigh left the deputy leader's mouth, muffled by her grinning devil mask, the only barrier between her and the smell of vomit permeating the room. Admittedly she wouldn't mind if the situation had been any different, she was no stranger to caring for sick friends after all, but today her stomach was a bit unsettled being around so much sickness.

         Itto tossed in his sleep, and as noisily as his size demanded, he turned on his side and hugged his middle. His back now faced the tengu sitting across from them, doing her best to hold the sickly detective still shivering in her arms. She raised her eyes to Shinobu, giving her a sympathetic smile.

         “Is he asleep?”, Sara asked coyly, hoping for any sliver of good news.

         “Hum, I think so”, she answered after clearing her throat, dropping her gaze to look at the Oni. He certainly looked like he was sleeping, but his pained expression and the way his breath hitched slightly told her it wouldn't stay like that for long. “Did you serve anything he's allergic to?”

         “Of course not”, Sara scowled but regretted being so quick to anger at such a harmless question. “He only ate the food we serve here, and I made sure it was safe for him.”

         “I was just checking”, Shinobu responded, letting out another sigh as her stomach shuddered thinking of what could've possibly made them two so sick. She gulped a mouthful of saliva before she spoke again: “What are you planning to do now?”

         “If you think I'm just going to let him go because he's sick, then you're wrong” Kujou Sara jumped to the conclusion, her expression turning sharp the moment she looked from Shinobu to the Oni.

         His shoulders hitched slightly, almost unnoticeably, followed by a long wet gurgle coming from deep in his bruised belly. That had become normal at that point, Itto just curled further into himself, nuzzling into the comfort of Shinobu's hands. So far so good, he was managing to keep the water and medicine down, and even sleep a little on the hard tatami floor. 

         “Sara… All he's in for is a noise complaint”, the deputy leader shrugged, looking down at Itto when a weak sickly groan came from him.

         It was all the warning they got before there was a bubbling gurgle in the sleepy Oni's throat, bursting at the root of his tongue as he suddenly let out a surge of murky watery vomit. Shinobu froze in place, feeling the disgustingly hot surge cover her midriff and drip down to her thighs.

         “Boss! Boss!”, was the first thought in her mind as she heard him start to choke, but his eyes remained closed.

          Shinobu quickly rolled the Oni onto his back, frantically tapping his cheek as she tried to wake him up. He spat and gurgled, his eyes fluttering open only to go wide as he realized he couldn't breathe.

         Kujou Sara was by their side in seconds, motioning for Heizou to stay where he was as she helped push Itto into a half-sitting position. The Oni folded and broke into a violent fit of coughing, he couldn't even gag as a warning before he was covering his own lap in murky vomit. Sara was able to shove the bucket under his mouth in time to catch the next wave, holding it there as Itto emptied his stomach of what little he was able to hold. 

         Shinobu was still taken aback by the suddenness of the situation but quickly busied herself with pulling Itto's already soiled hair from the line of fire. He winced as her fingers brushed his neck, prompting her to shush him and rub slow circles on his back. It took all of her to hold back her own gagging and ignore the cold vomit now soaking into her clothes.

         “Boss, can you hear me?”, she called when he seemed to catch a break from puking, pulling a few sweat-soaked strands off his face as she peered over her shoulder. The sight of that soup-like mixture filling the bucket made her recoil. “A-Are you alright?”

         “Yeah… s-sorry about that…”, he mumbled and spat. “I thought I was empty.”

         “Hey, it's fine. Just don't scare us like that again”, Shinobu reassured, her voice trembling as her own nausea inched closer. “Try to stay awake from now on, okay?”

         “Until we're back. We'll go grab some… more spare clothes”, Kujou Sara added, raising to her feet. “Think you can be on your own?”

          “Sure, yeah. I'll be fine”, Itto reassured, giving his still-sensitive stomach a few gentle pats. And with sarcasm, he added: “You two have fun.”

         ***

         Shinobu was nearing her limit as she sat there in the dusty locker room while Sara searched for anything that could fit her. She was trembling and not because her vomit-soaked shorts were now atop a pile of dirty clothes, or the dry towel wrapped around her waist.

         Her stomach tossed uncomfortably, letting out short gurgling noises and small burps she was forced to swallow. Where she had gotten herself sick?, she had no idea. Both Itto and Heizou's sources were clear, and she was fairly sure no one had sneaked the infamous mess hall food onto her plate. If the slight suspicion she had was true, this wave of sickness had been brewing for a long time, as most of the Arataki Gang had already gone through it.

         Itto just had the bad luck of being arrested by the Tenryou commission, and poor Heizou must've gotten caught in the crossfire. As for her, bad luck and too much compassion applied.

         Shinobu hugged her middle tightly in hopes of muffling the noises coming from it, but didn't realize this only threatened to expose her condition even more. Leaning forward like that, she could already feel the bile crawling up her throat. 

         “Think you can wear this?” Sara turned with a fairly worn hakama, the same one the guards of the tenryou commission would use.

         She saw right through the worried look Shinobu responded with, her posture tense as she tried to keep herself from shivering. The tengu sighed as she up the pants aside and walked up to her. "What's wrong?”

         “Nothing's wrong”, Shinobu responded promptly, straightening her back as the woman stopped in front of her, towering over her. “I swear, I'm– ah!”

         Shinobu was sure she must've let out a yelp as Sara leaned forward and placed a hand on her forehead, evaluating the heat coming off her skin. Her expression was unreadable, but to her surprise, the tengu just shook her head, her gaze softening as she realized how tense she had gotten. 

         “You feel a little warm…”, she said softly, her hand grazing her cheek before she pulled away. “You should've told me.”

         “No, I… you needed my help”, Shinobu groaned, feeling her throat tightening. “Please, don't worry about me. I swear I can– mmm, guh.”

         Caught in her lie, Shinobu stopped talking and pressed her lips tightly, her stomach suddenly lurched, filling her mouth with bile. She tried to swallow it down, holding her mask firmly as if that could stop what was about to happen.

         Thankfully she didn't need it, because Kujou Sara gently guided her forward, holding a newfound towel under her mouth. Shinobu wanted to protest, but as she pulled away her mask she realized she was out of options.

         “It's okay”, Sara coaxed her, taking the mask off her hands and putting it aside, devoting her full attention to the sick shinobi in front of her.

         Kuki Shinobu parted her lips, trying not to make a huge mess as she burped a stream of thick vomit onto the white towel, staining it beyond repair. Her eyes were affixed on it, watching as the orangish-brown puke spread onto the fabric. It smelled horrible, but thankfully it cleared her head enough to pull back, running a hand under her mouth. 

         “I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…”, she said, fighting to swallow the following gags. Any more and she was sure Sara would bite her head off. 

         “Shh, I already said it's okay”, she whispered, and to Shinobu's surprise, none of her previous anger was in her expression. She looked tired, but still mustered a small reassuring smile. “It's going to be okay.”

         Shinobu wasn't sure if she believed it.

         ***

         True to his word, Arataki Itto kept awake until the two returned, keeping watch of Heizou as the detective tried to sleep for a bit. What he didn't expect was to see Kujou Sara, carrying a shivering Shinobu on her arms as she entered the office.

         The night couldn't get any longer.

[askeataiho]

Hi! For the writer ask: 20-41 😘

Wait is that 20 through 41? I thought it was just 20 and 41 at first.  Well, I have time and can’t concentrate on writing fic now so why not; I’ll answer 20 and 41 and the ones I’m feeling in between.

Thank you!!

20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

I wish I was better at identifying patterns in my fics because I’m sure I have far more than I have find.  I think joy is a common emotion, I think my fics have a general atmosphere of light even when something more serious or scary is happening.  For more technical things I think I fight my automatic habit of run on sentences so hard that I end up with shorter than average length sentences at some points while still having very long sentences at others.  I don’t have too much dialogue because that’s something that’s difficult for me to write.

21. Would you ever collaborate with another writer for a story?

Maybe?  I like the idea in theory of collaborating with someone whose fic I like.  But also: I suck at conversations, school group-project trauma, seems so time consuming.  Writing fics inspired by each other is great though!

22. Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

I am not ruling anything out! But of course, some things are more unlikely such as things that squick me out.

25. What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

Probably This is the Best Way to See America.  But it’s a long fic in a shrinking fandom that is incomplete and has no ships.  So by that metric I think it’s done okay.  Just the amount of response for the amount of time I’ve put into it (because it’s so long) is small.

26. Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Well, This is the Best Way to See America has to be it.  Because it’s long and weird, but it’s not what I’d normal label a wild ride.

27. What is your most and least favorite part of writing?

Answered

28. On average, how much writing do you get done in a day?

Not much! 😅 On days I actually write I probably average maybe 100-400 words.  But I don’t write at all many days.  It’s very rare for me to write more than maybe 800-1k words in a day (happened twice I think, not that I keep close track.)

29. What’s your revision or editing process like?

I edit as I go usually.  Then when I finish, I usually sleep on it then look it all over the next day and either post it or send it to my beta-reader depending on the fic.

33. Do you want to be published some day?

Not really, it sounds like far too much work and stress.

34. Five years from now, where do you see yourself as a writer?

Hopefully still having time and motivation to do so.  And maybe having written for some other fandoms and so longer fics too.

36. How do you write kissing scenes?

Ideally with a lot of time spent imagining it 😳

37. How do you choose where to end a chapter?

I don’t feel I’ve written the kind of stories this question is geared for.  I feel there are clear end points in all my multichapter fics.

38. Would you ever write commissions?

I don’t think so.  I’m stressed enough writing for myself and for attention.

39. Share a snippet from a WIP

Here is a bit from my Joker Out fic:

Despite Bojan’s tardiness this morning, it’s looking like they’ll make their flight from Amsterdam to Ljubljana.  Nace knows it’s too soon to count on everything going smoothly – Nace hasn’t been with this band that long but he’s been with them long enough to learn they have an air-travel-specific travel curse.  Usually it’s lost baggage, but Nace thought today it might have been a lost Bojan. However, Bojan had made it – just in time and with traces of green chalk powder in his hair hinting at where he may have spent last night.

And a bit from TITBWTSA (this chapter has been in progress for ages):

“Ooh, look at that bird,” Olli said suddenly, interrupting the flow of conversation between Joonas and Niko. Joel turned quickly towards Olli, then towards the direction he was pointing into and saw yet another bird.  This one was a little bigger than the brownish-blackish ones on the table, and it was bright orange and black.  It would have been quite pretty, if it wasn’t a bird and so close. It was perched on a trash can only a meter or two from the table they were seated at. “That one is pretty,” Niko said, “I wonder if I have anything in my pockets for it.”  He began digging through his pockets. “Please don’t feed the birds,” Joel said.  He didn’t want to encourage more to come. “There are a lot of birds here, someone must feed them,” Joonas said, “look at that red one over there.” Joel where Joonas was pointing to see a bright red bird perched on a branch of the nearest scraggly tree. “Some seagulls too,” Olli said, nodding towards the far end of the lot. Joel looked that way and saw a half dozen seagulls standing on the ground.  As Joel watched, he noted that they seemed to be shuffling gradually closer.

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

Oooh, I would be so excited!  It would depend on their style a lot actually.  The first thing that jumps to mind is Niko first discovering the glade and Olli in Chill.  For someone whose art is more focused on the characters rather than backgrounds, maybe the beginning bit of A Privilege of Olli and Aleksi on the bed or something with the daemons. Or just almost any part of the bear fic, if the artist can draw bears 🙂

41. Do you tend to reread fics or are you a one-and-done kind of person?

I have reread all my fics after posting, except the latest one and TITBWTSA.  I write for me!  For fics I didn’t write, I reread some of my favorite fics too.  Not as much as I have in the past because I’m reading in multiple active fandoms and at least looking at the tags/summary of everything in the tags for each, so I have so many new fics to try.  But there are many fics I have read over and over, including ones I’m not in the fandom at all for anymore (or never really was, e.g. treasured and much reread Star Trek fic vs. how little of the material I’ve actually watched and how little I’ve engaged the fandom.)

Fic Writer Asks

[ditzy-town]

I just found your art, and I gotta say, I'm in love with your style!! You do such great work!! Ahhh I love it!! Have you figured out if you're gonna do commissions? If so I would love to get something done by you!!! Sending all my love and appreciation to you!!

😳I wake up to this massive explosion of compliments I-😭

First of all WTF THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH !!!😩😩😭💕💛❤️❤️like that is srsly so sweet YOU are so sweet for saying this !! It makes me so incredibly happy that u love my style !!!!🥺 I really appreciate it thank u again !!!😭😩😩❤️💕💕💛✨

Trust me I 100% wanna do commissions soon !!! I just need to figure out how to do it properly 🥴gjfjjfjf !!!! But I will !! When the time comes I will do a post about it for anyone who is interested !!!

Sending all my love and support back to u !!!💛💕❤️

[petrichorium]

stop your sleeping in the garden fic is ✨ 🤌✨ i was wondering if a second part is anywhere near but tbh it would take me over 2 years to write a chapter as long as the first one😮‍💨 for now i'll read part one again

LMFAOOOO hmmm it’s definitely not near!!! I have a rlly big collab to post this Friday and then depending on how commissions go will probs be wrapped up in March too w either that or Ears for Dropping Eaves

And thennnn April will be when I write my mermay fic and then I’m gonna be working on smthn non-fic related over the summer 👉👈 SOOOOOO yeah not. Super soon.

Not to panhandle or anything but if you’ve got the money to burn and wanna push Sleeping, you can always sponsor the wip!!! It’ll remain on my wip page until it’s done so. 300 words at a time. U can force my hand 😳

[tomiokasensei]

hey hey hey marilyn!! here's your secret santa again! 🎅🎅🎅🎅 yess i'm very excited to exchange gifts, to see everyone's amazing edits, identities and their reactions, specially seeing yours marilyn!! 🥰🥰🥰 i really am so enthusiastic!!! aww marilyn you're so cute! thank you for being so lovely every time! i'm really happy you enjoy talking with me since i always think my conversations are boring 😅 i sure am resting and spending a great time with my family thank you ^^ i'm very excited to start working on all the goodies to eat on the christmas eve and day xDDD do you do it too with you family at home? if yes what do you like to do best? i love doing christmas cookies 🥰~ oh yeah definitely anime inspired me to create art ^^ not only anime but movies too, i remember when i was lil i would always do drawings of harry potter xD but there was a time in my childhood i was really inspired by CLAMP artwork, idk if you know about them? their mangas were full of details and the characters were always so pretty so i started on that time to draw more ^^ my speciallity on my art is more of childs illustrations, and lil chibis you know? I also draw normal characters but i don't have that skill you know? anatomy isn't always my forte so chibis are the best for me ^^ how about you marilyn? which style you like to do more? did you had an anime that inspired you too? 😄😄 ofc marilyn! i believe that you will have a brilliant career i saw your art page and girl you have amazing skills!! oof! really brilliant marilyn you sure have a beautiful style i can totally see the effort and love you give to them! i really love the doma one you did, god it's amazing!!! 😍😍😍 the giyuu halloween one is the cutest thing i ever seen!! so so pretty marilyn!! oh there's no need to commission me 👉👈 thank you really you're too kind!! 😳😳😳 i can always make you a chibi drawing for free no worries marilyn!! ^^ i totally agree with you, tumblr should do more events like this, not only on christmas time but doing event about characters or animes prompts in any time of the year! it would boost our motivation to create more, it's when we bring more joy and life to this website! yeah i had a lot of friends who went away from tumblr because of being so dead and people not appreciating that much as it used too... but who knows if tumblr will get better again ^^ i hope so too! 🙏🙏🙏 thank you too again for being such a precious gem every time marilyn!! love spending this lil time with you talking about everything and to discover more bits about you, it's a big win for me each time!🥰🥰🥰 omg you're so right we do have so much in common, i love it when i get to know more people with the same tastes! i'm so happy!! looking forward for christmas eve and to our future conversations marilyn! wish you a warm and great week! see you soon! 😘😘😘💕💕💕💕

hello, secret santa!! 😍😍 just a few more days!!!...🤗 the exchanges will be fun to see all around~💜 for my giftee, i went back and forth to see what would be the right character, what they would love the most based on what i found on their page i hope it was the right choice/ i am kinda nervous but i hope the giftee truly likes it...! ! ! their reaction is what i hope would bring me joy!💜

i don't think your conversations are boring, on the contrary, they are engaging!💕i am also going to spend the holidays with my family and just enjoy each others' company and warmth before i take off on my trip, all the busy planning and shopping and decorating has been completed and cooking is the last thing to work on, it's all been great fun and rewarding, and at home the food is... alright lol and similar to how people celebrate thanksgiving in america with having ham, mash potatoes, green bean casserole etc. etc. the christmas cookies are definitely the star in my home LMAOOOO😄

ooohhh!! i love harry potter!! aside from anime, it's nice that hp has also been of some inspiration in your art! i am also familiar to CLAMP~ i have enjoyed cardcaptor sakura and chobits very much💜i absolutely love chibi art! i tried to study that from other pics i have seen but it is quite difficult for me (somehow, when i make chibi art the adorable factor loses its way...) i think the style that inspires my art the most is the polar opposite of "cute"/ perhaps shounen is what may be the reason for that haha that halloween giyuu art was supposed to be more chibi-like but, yeah, kinda failed at that and just made him childlike lololol flattered you find it cute! i do look forward in seeing your art!💗i insist in commissioning because i love to bring support for artists!! especially with the rise of ai art~ which i am fully against

i thought about joining the anime creators blog but idk how often i would be able to contribute, while i appreciate making edits, i wonder if fanart is involved? would the community be interested in seeing that?🤔out of all my posts, my art has never really gained as much attention as my edits, so this time around i have been more focused on art as it is more of my passion...💜

regardless how dead tumblr is, i feel so blessed that i am able to interact with you, secret santa, it gives me encouragement to be more active on tumblr and i look forward to the future here!! wish you a very merry christmas and another wonderful week!!🎄

[dyke-fish]

recent cycle-not doodles (mostly AU related)

top left is Raz n Lili WoF AU

top right and bottom left is my cryoskate fishie AU (idk what else to call it lol, basically just luca/merfolk AU with Lizzie as a fishie and Gisu is a college student living on the coast)

bottom right is Lili in the animal AU (she, along with Bob and Truman are markhors)

[graff-aganda]

I know I started drawing hoa stuff in like November last year, so it’s only been a few months, but I like to think I’ve improved a bit in-between then and now :)

[starshine-selfships]

HATE when people finish commissions for me and then I get too shy to look at them shdhfkkddm