#melons ocs

[notsomeloncholy]

Who would u do yoga with

[somelondramatic]

Not Going Anywhere

A little bit of dialogue practice that I ended up really liking!

Sith AU: A conversation on wants

"I hate that I like talking to you so much. We came here to-to-"

"Fuck?"

"Yes! And I've just been TALKING about ME why am I doing this? And why do you listen?!"

"Well, it's not as if I don't /like/ listening to you. I like knowing that you feel comfortable with me, it makes this feel more...real. Like...like it's more."

"More what?"

"Just, more. Like maybe, you desire me for more than fucking stress relief. I know that I do-I don't know when it happened but, here we are. And I don't want to put words in your mouth, Cu, but I think you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel similiarly."

"Oh, is that /so/."

"Yeah. Tell me again what it is that you hate about this so much that the idea of me wanting you is so horrible?"

"That you'll get HURT okay? You don't need any of this," They spit the next words out, "Information. It's nothing! I'M nothing. But if anyone knew YOU knew, I-I dont even know!"

"Cucumi...I'm not going to get hurt over a few conversations-"

"You already HAVE BEEN. I hurt you." Their eyes burn as they stare at his missing lekku, the injury healed but still fresh.

Tefir balks, "That wasn't on purpose, was it? It was during a fight, that bullet could have killed either of us, it had nothing to do with /this/. And it doesn't matter, you ended up saving me anyway!"

"I had to save you because of. My. Own. Mistake."

"So it /was/ a mistake? Say that again, I really want to be able to hear you admit it."

"What, you like knowing I fucked up?! Sure, yeah, I fucked up BAD-"

He takes their hands then, firm but gentle to quell their shaking and moves to cup their face.

Quietly, "No. I like knowing that we both know you wouldn't hurt me on purpose."

They tremble, jaw clenching.

"So you just like being special to some fucking sith?"

"If that sith is you, yes."

A blink.

"..oh."

They relax minutely into his hold, eyes closing hesitantly.

"I. I'm sorry. 'M just so scared."

He nods, pressing his lips to their forehead and resting there.

"I know. But I'm here, and you're going to have to try harder than the tooka kit claws to get rid of me."

They giggle at this, melting further into his embrace with a shaky sigh.

"Thank you.."

[daily-dragon-drawing]

Have you tried making a honeydew dragon? Perhaps a cantaloupe one to pair it with?

#84 & #85 - 蜜瓜 (mì guā / honeydew) & 哈密瓜 (hāmìguā / cantaloupe) - The melon brothers! 🍈💚🧡

[samipekoe]

who da hell is that

[lavendersartistry]

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline

POV: The extra fruity captain goes to Imbeko and meets the buff panther lady that's apparently the princess of the planet

Onyx said DogDay a bi disaster so I did a funny-

[indorak]

Hihi!!! Been away cuz got my hand injured :'3

still recovering!! but!! me and @nikodart been cooking!! Here's a collab adopt we made together! He did the art and I came up with the idea

U can bid for em on the comments!!! Boosting helps a lot cuz funds will go to paying for doctors for my hand 🤧❤️✨

IF THEY GET AB I will do a fullbod of em as soon as I recover!!

[necroticvessel]

Lucky obtains the legendary square melon

[kaumaxine]

Are you ready?!?

Jason Mendal (NewGen) and my oc Renée @kaumalade

[yoshikunes]

Harmony Melons 😭❤️❤️❤️

OC belongs to @xenogiri

[heartfullofleeches]

A quick intro for my maid bots since it's been a minute since I mentioned them. Linked post will be the oldest fic mentioning them. More posts can be found in their tags below.

Cherry [He/they] - The original maidbot and while all of them have a fruit theme - named after his shiny red coat and cheerful nature. A bubbly and kind not with a slight glitch in his programming that tends to sour his mood and cause him to make little.. errors when interacting with humans that are not his master. Prone to hostile outbursts when met with their master's friends/guests which ranges from dish soap in their drinks to rat posion in their sandwiches.

Clementine [she/it] - A decommissioned military android repurposed into a servant and shipped to reader's house as trail. Extremely cold and untrusting - refusing to allow her master to eat anything without inspection of their meal or cross the street without holding her hand

Lemon [they/them] & Lime [he/them] - A maidbot and cat hybrid companion given to a lonely house spouse reader kept prisoner by their Yan spouse. Both were given to them as ways to nullify their loneliness - Reader's spouse completely unaware of the feelings the bots would develop for Reader.

Lemon is a wolf in sheep's clothing - quiet and polite, but as soon as Reader's spouse is out the door they attempt to woo Reader in ways that start at harmless compliments to boost their self image and slowly work up to suggestive to full on flirting. Lime is in a similar boat where they are sweet when others are around and only slightly clingy towards Reader, but when they're alone with their master Lime is all over them and even more forward than their companion. Can read Reader's stress/mood levels and cuddles up to them whenever they teeter slightly in a way Lime doesn't like. (Contrary to what past anons have thought - Lime is humanoid with some cat features)

Melon [they/she/he] - A maid bot with functions that cater specifically on sexual needs. Damaged in transport which has led to some memory issues she's still working to correct. Ditzy and forgetful, but remembers a lot more than they let on. Not much on him currently since they've only had one post, but I had to add her.

[spookberry]

support group for my ocs who keep finding themselves stuck in timeloop adjacent horror stories

[notsomeloncholy]

Finally hatched my shiny baby and then got this glitch...my hand was forced

[somelondramatic]

Child of the Temple

Originally wrote this last year but got too shy posting canon character interactions; NO LONGER

Sith AU: How Cu escapes

Features some mild gore and togruta headcanons

(Yes, this au hinges on Vader also being togruta)

The First Child twists their head to glare at Vader, baring blood stained teeth.

"You-" They spit furiously, "You had the privilege of feeling real love, of having a family, and you fucked it up." 

A heaving breath against the phantom grip around their neck.

"But I. Won't make the same mistake."

The leather of his glove creaks, whining against the sharp movement of his fist curling tighter.

"And how do you suppose you will manage that?"

Growled between the respirator's artificial breaths, his question hangs between them. They both know the answer; beings like them do not, and should not, feel. Their mistakes were already made.

The First Child’s body twitches against his hold, and struggling for oxygen, manages a strained laugh, cruel and unbelieving.

"I sent him away. I don't know..." Their chin trembles and stiffens, "Where he plans to go. Where he'll be. And when I die?" 

They glance at Vader's clenched fist.

"Without me, you won't find him either. He's safe from us both."

He drops them suddenly, the vocoder crackling as they gasp, "So end it already!" Their head drops to the floor, unshed tears blurring their vision, "You'll find nothing within me, and I won't live like this again."

Vader prowls around them, barking out what they suspect would have been a laugh, before everything. They don’t recognize him; what little was left of the man who destroyed their home and rebuilt it into a mockery of its predecessor, is now gone. Briefly, they wonder if he had ever cared for them, or if the ghoul standing over them had always been lurking under the surface, waiting for them to outgrow their usefulness.

Nothing but a replacement for his once apprentice.

"I will find the traitor, and I will teach you what love brings to those who so foolishly believe it is theirs to possess." He snarls, hands flexing towards them, "And child, I know you have answers."

With a flinch, The First Child backs away to flatten themself against a wall, hissing at him. The kyber shards they'd ripped from their helmet dig into their palm, and they shudder as they weigh their options. If they go forward with what is rapidly becoming their only choice, their connection to the force could be near permanently severed.

But..

Do they truly mind that? After what they’ve been made to do? Who they’ve hurt?

Vader steps closer, fist slowly opening and extending in an almost pleading gesture.

"This is your final opportunity."

Silence.

"You were mine, once. Did I not save you? Raise you?"

Guilt coils tightly in their chest for a moment, their eyes flickering between his hand, familiar in its punishment masquerading as mercy, and the mask, lenses tilted slightly. If they let themself look for too long, they know they’ll find his eyes locked onto theirs, always startlingly vulnerable in their intensity. The First Child instead ducks their head in their final cowardly act.

"Save me?" They cackle bitterly, "Save me!"

Their hand grasps the kyber shards viciously, the pieces shrieking in painreliefworryhope, and their head pounds as the kyber begins to splinter into smaller and smaller slivers.

"All you did was make me into a fucking monster."

A near imperceptible twitch of his hand and they feel the balls of their feet begin to rock forward anxiously.

With a terrified fling of their arm, their fist opens, pelting his front with hundreds of kyber particles. Immediately, the force around them mutes to a dull roar, vibrating through their skull and ringing their montrals painfully. Vader staggers back, the kyber coming to a halt under his command a moment too late, tearing through wire and nerve, the life support system giving a horrible screech.

The First Child whimpers into the silence that follows, tears spilling down their cheeks and leaving stinging trails, "Why would you make me do this?"

He doesn't answer them, slowly lowering himself to a knee. The respirator groans, sparks gathering and melting embers through his suit. They don’t wait to hear what the vocoder can still produce, instead catching their breath and focusing on the kyber they can still sense within the space. Grabbing at it desperately, they feel the surviving shards fly from the confines of flesh and durasteel, melding into a singular form hardly the size of a marble in their hand. 

"Look for me? Look for him? I’ll kill you, whatever it takes." They force between gritted teeth, trembling as they step around Vader.

They pause in the doorway to glance down at him, pity and guilt coursing through their blood as he stares back, his hand still stretched toward them. His montrals, burned and decorated beyond recognition, produce a sickening roar in their own, agonized, unintelligible wails. Clutching the kyber to their heart, they allow themself to mourn their mentor only once, whispering, "I'm sorry."  

And then they turn away, disappearing into the Fortress's halls.

[esfiart]

so me and @artmattgeddon participated in a 3 day game jam! I did all the visuals, and quite proud of cranking it all out ✨ check it out on itchio ✌️

[samipekoe]

big cat

[yamsgarden]

It was such a wonderful year artwise and in my personnal life... Maybe even the best ever

Let's see what chaos 2024 holds for humanity