#strangeacorn

[caligatinsole]

I have this gif for a while and I’ve completely forgotten I wanted to show this one, Peste in a hurry 🦇 💨

Someone call P! Peste has escaped again!

[naivesilver]

HEYO what would you think about Mokku, telling a story about how he met Aliens, to Picco 👀

I think that you're very lucky I can't resist the urge to dive into this AU lmaooooo 💕💕💕 lemme just-

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"That's bullshit," Mokku blurts out of the blue.

"Grandfather said you shouldn't use that word anymore," Picco replies automatically, then turns around to frown quizzically at his brother, now standing behind the couch and propping himself up against the backrest. "What d'you mean?"

Mokku makes a vague gesture at the TV screen, looking unimpressed. "Aliens. They don't look like that at all."

Picco resists the need to get mad about the comment, even though it's really hard. Screentime is one of the perks of this world, and he likes this show besides - there are robots and monsters and turtles that are ninjas, and yes, also aliens that look like brains with tentacles. "It's not supposed to be real. It's a cartoon. And how would you know that, anyway?"

"I met some of those. For one, they had clothes and hair, and they didn't want to kill everyone, either."

"You're lying."

"I'm not." Mokku clambers over the couch and plops himself down next to his younger brother, pointing at his nose. "See this? I was for real. They were a real pain in the ass, especially the one in Africa."

Fascinated despite himself, Picco glances away from the TV again and inches closer, eager to hear more. "Where's Africa?"

"It's a place down south. In this world, too. It's very warm and there are camels and bedouins and deserts."

"And why was there an alien in Africa?"

"Well, his parents were living in a pyramid, but they came down on a spaceship. He wanted to get out of there, so we played for a while. He looked like a peanut."

That sounds funnier than it ought to be; Picco has to suffocate a giggle with his hands before he can continue. "So that's the other aliens you saw? His parents?"

"No, there were more. Once they came to my town because they'd ran out of fuel for their ship. They gave me a- a potion that made things bigger, but I dropped it so all I got was a giant apple."

"Like the one in that book?"

"That was a giant peach, you dumbass."

"I'm not a dumbass!"

"Yes you are. You can't even remember the things you read, and you watch aliens that are wrong!"

"Shut up!"

The subsequent scuffle (friendly, quite harmless, not like the ones Mokku gets into at school just for the sake of it) could probably last forever, if it weren't for the voice coming in from the workshop that goes Do you boys want to bring the house down on my head? and that makes them quiet down instantly, turning their eyes back to the cartoon as though they'd been doing nothing wrong at all.

"What did you do with the giant apple?" Picco wonders aloud eventually, as they watch one of the turtle ninjas climb into a window.

Mokku shrugs, clearly disinterested. "We ate through it and lived in it for a while. Was bigger than our house anywhere."

"Oh." A pause. "Do you think August would let us live in a giant apple?"

"If he doesn't, we'll just find our own and not invite him." His brother seems to ponder on it a while, then says, with that mischievous glint in his eyes that he only gets when he's about to start some trouble: "Wanna go see if we can get some more aliens to come to this stupid places? I bet I can find the ones I helped again. Can't be too hard to contact them, right?"

It's a bad idea. It's a really, really bad idea. But by this point Picco is way too curious to find out what these actual aliens look like to think about what could possibly go wrong, and instead sits up enthusiastically, feeling a burst of excitement. "Yeah!"

The fake alien brains can wait. At worst, he'll catch a rerun.

[princessmisery]

Pinocchio/Le Petit Prince comm for @strangeacorn

[wysteriaisapenguin]

Some more Artfight Attacks! So many cool OCs to draw~

For the users in order: @wynn-ing @toon-topaz @horiizonsstuff and @strangeacorn

[badecebal]

hi mokku/pinocchio oomfs!! letting yall know that @/naivesilver,@/strangeacorn and @/misery follow eachother and acorn with misery draw explicit pinocchio child corn!!

proof can be found here!!! https://x.com/foszor589524603/status/1689224454373560320

[arts-of-gjb]

Atack!!! featuring (left to right) Pinóquio (my oc), Tin, Pinocchio, Berezko and Mario. Check out all the artist's profiles!

It is the uno night of the wooden craved people!!!

@icanunot, @@strangeacorn, @mokkuoakku, @pupaphobic

[naivesilver]

@strangeacorn

I thought it would be funny to draw a medieval style inspired fox and so I did it! I added other animals just for fun (and of course one of them had to be a marten, because you all know my weaknesses).

[caligatinsole]

Sketch time ✨

Just an excuse to draw Peste 🦇

(I don’t speak Italian so I hope the small dialogues are correct)

*inhales* DUDE. THIS IS SO SWEET AND LOVELY I'M- OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭🙏

I love your drawings so much, receiving these sketches in my inbox was such a surprise, I really don't have the words to describe how I'm feeling 🥹 AHHH THANK YOU, THANK YOU!! Peste would definitely enjoy all the attention she's getting here. 👀

And don't worry about the possible language mistakes! You did great actually!

[caligatinsole]

A very cool mutu of mine focused me on this image of Peste cute face and, however, this is how I imagined the scene (don’t worry she’ll be fine)

P might need to hand-feed her for a while.

[naivesilver]

@strangeacorn

Brunch

[naivesilver]

shout out to @strangeacorn who simply wanted to have a casual conversation about ocs and instead made me realize just how book-compliant our dear archie actually is

[princessmisery]

art fight for @strangeacorn

[naivesilver]

@mossmx tagged me days ago but obviously I forgor and now I feel guilty bc rewatch night got cancelled thanks to me so here I am djhakjfakhksjafh sorry 💖

tag game rules: make a poll with five of your all-time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favorite!

I'm tagging uuuuuuh @solar-nightengale @freenklin-labby @lizardthelizard @samanthacblack18 @strangeacorn

[naivesilver]

Talking to @strangeacorn always give me angst ideas about the stray puppets sorry 🤭💖

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Not for the first time, August thinks he might be starting to understand Jiminy's point of view. 

Since the kids have taken residence in his house, he's come to realize just how frustrating it is to try to reason with a stubborn boy that's as pliable as a brick wall, and that realization always comes with the thought that he should probably get his old conscience a present for all the stuff August put him through. It might be some sort of karmic justice, even - Picco, bless him, couldn't be less obtrusive if he tried, but Mokku is everything August heard himself be called and more, as though the boy was out on a personal vendetta. 

And the worst part is, he has a right to it. All that anger, all that lashing out - it's justified by all the nasty stuff that's happened to him, and there's very little August can do to soothe it, right now. “Kid, I know you're upset, but your brother hasn't done anything to you. You can't get mad at him for that.”

“But it's not fair!” Mokku snaps back at him, furious like a rabid dog. “Why does he get to be whole, and I don't? We're pretty much the same guy! What'd he do better than me?”

He's right. Of course he is. He stands there with that missing arm and those fragile legs, living proof of what he's raging about - August's father thought about replacing the damaged limbs, but apparently they can't, or they'll stop working altogether. It has to do with the magic of the tree the boy was carved from, which is the cruelest irony of all, really. “Nothing. And you didn't do anything wrong, either. You're right, it's unfair, and I am sorry for that- you know if there was a way to change things, I would have already done it.”

The boy all but sneers in contempt. “Yeah, but you can't. You're useless. You're always useless- I can't believe I'm still listening to you.”

He makes to stomp away, anger in every fiber of his wooden body, but his legs betray him just as he's reaching for the door - Mokku stumbles, losing his balance, and almost keels over within seconds, enough that August instinctively reaches to steady him before he collapses. 

He shouldn't have done that. He's registered it as soon as it happens, but by then it's already too late - the boy regains his footing and bats his hand away, seething despite the tears pooling defiantly in his eyes. “Don't touch me! Leave me alone!”

August complies, raising his hands in surrender, but still he watches Mokku hobble away to his room, as close to storming off as he can get with those weak joints, and in the meantime the conversation replays indefinitely in the man's head, and he hates it. He hates that he can't fix this, that he has been cast in this wise adult role while he can't do anything to help the little ones. He hates that he understands Mokku far too well. 

And most of all, he hates that sometimes he can almost hear the boy's voice overlap with his own from his memories, shrill with fear and childish outrage, wondering why no adult would help him out.