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fishbaitslime · 2 months

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pony drawing dump (tm)

1. son of quibble and trouble shoes! he is a critique of poetry by day and club bartender by night, one of the founders of studded stallion

2. diamond tiara…bitchg holy fuck

3. cloudy skies, emo eldest of fleetfoot and spitfire! she’s an overworked storyboard artist and another founder of studded stallion!

4. golden harvest🫶 my beloved

#mlp #mlp art #mlp artist #mlp next gen #sunshineverse #jo scribbles

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number-onekidqueen · 2 months

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝

Part Two Part One

Luke Castellan x Apollo!fem!reader

Comforting angst

warnings: character death, depression, lots of crying.

Days passed, days since your ki- hang out with Luke.

Hang out? Who were you kidding? It was clear it wasn’t him.

But you’d laid yourself bare to him, been about to confess all your feelings and he had just shut you down and run away.

Of course you didn’t wanna talk about it in the morning.

The tragedy was he did.

And just when you were feeling better, and your conversations weren’t so awkward, fate tossed you to the ground again, as it often did. You still didn’t really believe it.

Cecilia, your cabin counsellor, your beloved older sister had died on the road to college. It seemed impossible.

Of course, they’d had a brief ceremony, a burning of a golden yellow shroud weaved with her own fingers. And then they’d appointed you as cabin counsellor, announced a bunch of new kids had arrived and everyone forgot.

It made you sick to think people would forget Cecilia. That the three Apollo kids your cabin had greeted would grow up without her and never know of her presence.

Obviously, your cabin was upset, but they didn’t make it so as Aphrodite always did. The sun keeps shining, and Apollo kids kept going, laughing, training, even if muffled sobs could be heard the first few nights. They never talked of her, and after the first week, she was a sad little scar that had scabbed.

It still hurt a little, but the memory was what hurt the most.

Except for you. She was still a mortal, lethal wound for you. And it was getting harder and harder to keep your composure and pretend everything was okay.

Shortly, it all cracked and spilled out from you. It hadn’t been anyone’s fault really. Chiron was just trying to be supportive to little Will, but when he praised enthusiastically that he was the best archer he’d scene for 300 years, tears seemed to burst from you.

Because that had been Cecilia’s title. She had been the best archer, training all the little ones supportively and making people gasp with the precision of her shots.

It seemed Chiron had already forgotten. Everyone had.

It was like losing her all over again.

No one saw the little sun cracking on the archery field. They just noticed you disappearing behind some clouds.

You didn’t pay attention to the stares and whiplash glances of some, as you ran back to your cabin with tears streaming, and your heart in your throat.

Didn’t notice as a tall brunette boy on the sword plains spotted you, dropped his sword immediately and with a shouted apology behind him began to sprint after you.

Your bed was warm and comforting, the covers swaddled around your shoulders in a safe cocoon as you sobbed your heart and soul onto your pillow.

Cecelia was dead. Dead. This is what you would deal with every day for the rest of your life, she was dead and she would be replaced and forgotten and no one would even know her and-

The door creaked open and immediately you stilled, pretending to be asleep.

“Y/N?” It was Luke.

Not the timing, you thought to yourself miserably.

“Y-yeah,” you tried for a sleepy yawn, but it came out cracked and pained. Ugh.

“You ok?” He asked quietly, and you heard his footsteps approach.

“Yeah, yeah. Just woke up.” But your voice was hollow and very much awake.

He sat softly at the edge of your bed, and for a while you were both still. Only your breath was audible. Then, tentatively and slowly, you began to feel his warm fingers slide through your hair. It was so comforting and lovely that you had to swallow down the wave of tears that surfaced.

“It’s okay, you know,” he murmured, your hair in glorious tangles around his knuckles, “to cry. You don’t have to pretend. Especially for me.”

“Yeah, I know,” you whispered back, “it’s just-“ you hesitated.

I love you.

I don’t want to burden you with all my stupid problems.

“You probably don’t want to talk about this to anyone, right? Me included.” He guessed, and he began to retract his fingers and you felt like screaming at how utterly wrong he was. “I’m sorry, I should give you space.”

“No, you don’t have to. You can stay here.” You tried not to beg, but you were inches from clinging onto him to stop his departure. He understood.

“Would you like me to stay?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Then here I’m staying. In your bed.” He reassured comfortingly, “I mean, on.”

His flustered stuttering made you smile weakly and turn to face him.

His whole face softened, lost all his fluster and stress when your eyes met, but you were too busy setting your head into his lap so you faced up at him to notice.

He traced your tear tracks, brushing any remaining ones away with his thumbs.

“I know the pain feels awful,” he said suddenly, “but if you ever feel bad, like you can’t breathe or you’re about to burst, don’t keep it in y/n, come find me. I’m always here for you, always.”

“Thank you.” You said near inaudibly.

“I hate seeing you cry,” he confessed, his forehead crinkling, “or being sad. It just hurts me. But I love making you feel better, I’d do anything in the world to make you happy, I promise.”

“Thank you.” You said louder this time, your cheeks beginning to heat up.

It was a peaceful few seconds you gazed at each other, smiling. Then you closed your eyes, comforted.

You felt warm hands lift your body, and your eyes fluttered open. But it was just Luke lying down beside you and repositioning yourself on his chest.

“Sorry,” he murmured, “just figured we might be here for a while.”

His arms encircled you, and even in your drunken state of misery, your heart rate sped up. You turned your head slightly, so you could hide your bashful grin in the orange folds of his shirt. His chest was warm, comforting, and you could feel every deep breath he took.

“Sorry,” you murmured, facing up once more, “your shirt’s probably going to be all soggy after this.”

“I don’t mind a soggy shirt if it makes you happy.” He breathed, and your heart was bursting from the love that statement invoked when you saw his eyes flicker. Your eyes. Your mouth.

Could he really-

Surely not-

Eyes. Mouth.

The air was electric, as if Zeus himself was in the cabin. The space was getting tighter and smaller and everything was so close and dizzy and what in the gods before you knew it you were nose to nose and you could feel his warm breath and he was leaning down to kiss you against the pillow.

It might’ve been the best kiss you ever had. With salt on your tongue, and sweetness from his lips, the tastes of all your emotions were combined, giving way to the most passionate and fantastic kiss you’d ever had. Your head was pressed to the pillow, and he was moving above you, warm, soft and pouring his heart out to you, the gateway his lips. It seemed every single ‘I love you’ either of you had ever been too afraid to say was expressed strongly now, each drop of attraction and love and feeling was encapsulated between the movement of your lips.

“I’m sorry I didn’t stay,” he breathed, against your lips, when you finally pulled apart, both of you panting, “I didn’t want to do anything while you were drunk. But of course I wanted to. I wanted you. I have for so long.”

“It’s okay. I have too,” and you laughed, all those emotions and secrets finally free. You were so giddy with joy! But Luke remained tense, nervous for a reason you couldn’t determine. You calmed down, scared it was all about to come crashing down.

“It’s- it’s not just that, y/n,” he paused, sitting up further away, eyes still looking profoundly into yours, “I love you. I love you, all of you, and you should know that to me you’ve never been a burden, only a miracle to have been with.”

Your breath was caught in your throat, blown away by his confession. You were expecting he might’ve been crushing on you? But loving you? You’d never dared to consider that as an option. And you were beyond thrilled.

“Now would be a great time to say anything,” he laughed nervously, fingers brushing over your shoulders restlessly. You immediately felt awful for keeping him waiting.

“I love you too.” You blurted, letting silence ensue. “You make me so happy every time you make a joke or take care of the new unclaimed kids. I’m just in shock.”

And then the pair of you were laughing together, foreheads pressed together before you were tangled in an embrace, that led to another heated kiss on your bed.

You knew soon other campers would arrive to see two head counselors kissing, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to care. In fact, while Luke’s like we’re on yours, you couldn’t seem to form any coherent thoughts at all.

In the back of your mind, you were still sobbing over Cecilia. Deeply, you knew you always would. Your heart would always be chipped in that way, the missing fragment forever in her fist as she wandered Elysium.

But you also knew how happy she would be to see you thriving, dating and loving Luke, a boy she had always suggested and approved of. She imagined her now, giggling in delight and grinning at what had transpired. And slowly, the pain began to lift.

Maybe a scar would be okay, as long as you loved and remembered it.

Most of all, you knew that for as long as you required a shoulder to make soggy, Luke would always be there to be your comfort person.

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kutpot · 2 years

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I'm celebrating Feral Matt's birthday this month.

Based on this amazing work. @sunshineverse

#daredevil #matt murdock #daredevil fic #daredevil au #feralmatt #freak Matt #sunshine verse #sunshine

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stripedscribe · 7 months

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director's cut for the zombies fics! how'd you go about deciding plot?

oooh. I am an awful person for plot, and to be honest, the story did wander a bit from the original idea - i knew i wanted Matt to be turned, and to have to deal with that (Sunshineverse continues to have a hold on my brain). Having Lee's support and suddenly fleshing out a whole OC to help them was a surprise, and to be honest, the avocados had a fair influence on the plot when i was waffling (and a few dice rolls when i was stumped) The idea of having a 'good' ending and then the real one came along about halfway through the first fic, I knew i wanted a sequel to fix the cliffhanger, but equally knew a lot of people aren't fans of the bad endings...

#stripeyspeaks #fic #Goodbye To A World #daredevil

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half-feral · 5 years

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Signal boost!

Many of the Daredevil Fanfic community will know the wonderful fanfic Sunshine by MomentumDeferred. Sadly, she and her family are now in need of financial support.

Due to a number of sucky circumstances, mental health struggles, a death in the family, and suspension of previous governmental financial support, Ash, Steve and their severely autistic son could use some financial support. Steve’s dad, Robert, has started a GoFundMe campaign, and it would be lovely if the Daredevil community band together and do nice things for one of our members.

Every dollar will be appreciated, and if you can’t assist financially, then sharing this would also help.

Thanks, guys, and much love!

#sunshineverse #daredevil #fanfic #fan fiction #help needed #crowdfunding #support #signal boost

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zeankyuuun · 6 years

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Based on this work of god fanfic by @sunshineverse REAAAAL late to the party but I’m only reading this now and clearly I got so invested that I just had fanart :’D I didn’t really go back to the fic and illustrate the scenes word-for-word so forgive me if anything seems off >____<

#sunshineverse #feralmatt #mattfoggy #I draw things

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cerententia · 7 years

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Some things Matt knows, and many more he doesn’t. But it’s alright because he can learn, now that he has them to teach him.

But sometimes, what he’s taught conflicts with what he knows.

Foggy (Foggy, Foggy, Foggy) is his. Good.

Karen is not his.

Not his (his) not his, Karen say.

And Matt knows. It makes him sad, a constant pressing edge of loneliness, thin and bleak, but Foggy is his and that is good and Karen stays.

But Matt knows, soft and quiet and secret and steady. Karen his (mine, mine).

Matt knows not to say, won’t say because Karen hurts and hurts and hurts (always hurt, more hurt, always) and Matt will never hurt.

Not hurt, not hurt mine, Karen.

Matt never says, but Foggy knows. Foggy knows everything. And sometimes, when Karen won’t see, Foggy gives him a look he can feel (but he doesn’t know what, what is?), and pats his shoulder. And sometimes when Karen won’t hear, Foggy says, “I know, buddy.”

(I know buddy, I know.) Matt loves those words, loves all of Foggy’s words, loves his voice and his hands and his feel-looks and his hair and Foggy.

Karen gives feel-looks too, sometimes, and Matt loves Karen too but her sometimes feel-looks make him feel small and weak and sad.

Not good. Not weak. Strong, protect mine—

(not his)

—But Karen stay. Need, yes, no. Yesno. Maybe.

Karen stays, and maybe she knows, too, what Foggy knows and what Matt knows but Matt doesn’t say and Karen doesn’t say, only looks and stays because she needs them (and Matt needs her, Matt knows, knows, knows).

There are many things Matt doesn’t know, needs to be taught, but some things Matt knows.

(Mine, mine.)

#Sunshine #Sunshineverse #Momentumdeferred #Daredevil #Feral!Matt #Karen and feralMatt kill me in every way possible

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hypodermicfroggy · 7 years

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(Get well soon, Ash!)

@sunshineverse A certain blind feral heard you weren’t feeling too great. So he made you this sign with his best piece of cardboard (once he wrested it away from an alien, anyway).

Hope your recovery is going well, Ash!

~<3 Froggy (and Matty too, of course!)

#sunshineverse #Matt Murdock #Daredevil #froggy draws #fanart #gift art

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fishbaitslime · 2 months

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sunshineverse character dump!!!

#mlp #mlp next gen #mlp art #my little pony next gen #art #artist #jo scribbles #sunshineverse

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sunshine-sparkle · 1 year

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My brand new Rarijack next gen from the talented GanashiAshaka on Deviantart!

They are ninbinary, and probably the second born, but no name yet.

The grid is still open, and available here: https://www.deviantart.com/ganashiashaka/art/Grid-Adopt-2023-OPEN-948328824

GanashiAsaka’s gallery is here: https://www.deviantart.com/ganashiashaka

And original posting is here: https://www.deviantart.com/ganashiashaka/art/Grid-Adopt-Applejack-x-Rarity-953649600

(Go check out her galley for real, her next gen is just lovely).

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pomegranate-belle · 5 years

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I’ve got “AU: Zombies” on my second DD bingo card but like. What kind of zombie AU could I write that would ever live up to the Sunshineverse???

That’s the problem with coming late to a well-stocked fandom I guess lmao

#you know i did a whole course on zombie lit in college??#and i’ve still got nothing #writing is hard

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kutpot · 3 years

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Happy birthday feral Matt! We miss you guys 🥲

( inspired by @sunshineverse )

#daredevil #daredevil au #daredevil fic #feralmatt #matt murdock #foggy nelson #karen page #sunshine verse #family

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stripedscribe · 5 years

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Ask!

Tagged by the brilliant @beaarthurpendragon Thank you!

Rules: tag 5 people you want to get to know better

Relationship Status: Happily single

Favorite Colour: Right now, grey for some reason

Lipstick or Chapstick: Chapstick

Last Song I Listened To: Ophelia by the Lumineers

Last Movie I Watched: Incredibles 2

Top Three Bands: Changes wayyy too often. Right now, Mumford and Sons, Panic! at the Disco, Artic Monkeys

Top Three Shows: I hardly ever watch TV.... Daredevil, The Defenders......ummmmm…. Imma leave it at two because I’ve watched nothing recently.

Three Characters: Matt Murdock of course, Tony Stark, Clint Barton (definitely a theme there.....)

Book I’m Currently Reading: Simon vs the Homosapiens Agenda

Tagging 4, anyone else join in if you want!: @soulfireinc, @rayshippouuchiha, @deniigi, @sunshineverse,

#askgame

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occasionallygiveadamn · 6 years

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Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better. Tagged by @zoe19blink

Appearance

(Leaving out height and weight because I've never been good at actually keeping track of either.) Pale and fairly skinny. Brunette hair, hazel-green eyes. Have an overbite, which I hate.

Personality

I'm fluent in sarcasm and snark. 😏

Real talk though, I am insecure about the way people perceive me (in part because of the CP and in part because someone I used to know left me with some lasting abandonment issues.)

My close friendships mean the world to me, but I tend to worry about annoying people.

I swear a fuckton. It's an outlet.

Ability

Oh, man. I don't know. Uh... I was always great at reading comprehension type stuff. I can debate over fiction pretty well, for hours if you'll let me.

I like to think I'm pretty good at empathizing and connecting with people.

Hobbies

Reading (both fanfiction and published books), an unhealthy addiction to Sims 4, bingeing Netflix, headcanoning with fic authors on Tumblr. (I'd happily spend all day doing this, though I do worry about being too overeenthusiastic and putting you guys off.)

Experiences

Well, I'm an only child, so I was pretty lonely growing up. I was fairly happy in school up until my freshman year of HS. (Switching over from middle school was pretty trying. The teachers didn't really no what to do with someone as physically involved as I am, and there were some pretty humiliating experiences at the beginning of that year.) I ended up transferring to an online school, and I graduated in December of '16.

My Life

Currently just kinda taking some time while I figure out the next step in my life. I'd like to work in voice acting, but I'm not entirely ready to move on to that yet.

Random

I've always been terrible with open-ended questions. Uh... I really relate to Jessica Jones? I don't fuckin' know, dude.

Tagging: @lauralot89 @perplexedhedgehog @princess-snickers @bad-faery @hellenhighwater @thnks-fr-th-fndms @sunshineverse @half-feral @fangirlingicizing

#post meme #i think #also I've just realized I don't have a personal tag so #Rach gets personal #zoe19blink

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half-feral · 5 years

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