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late valentines amalgamation!

+ these doodles :P

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Some OCs: Sunpaw of ThunderClan, m, golden; Lostpaw of ShadowClan, f, black with grey paws and muzzle; their father, Fangstar of ThunderClan, m, a large golden, spiky tabby; Sunpaw’s mother, Sweetsong of ThunderClan, f, cream-colored; and Lostpaw’s mother, Smokestrike of ShadowClan, f, grey and black stripped tabby.

Sunpaw- A kind and confident tom. Sunpaw knows that as the son of Fangstar, he’s got a lot of cats watching him, which means he always puts his all into everything to make sure any cat that doubts his father cannot say the same for Sunpaw. He is confident and a natural leader, and his mentor is very impressed with how his training is coming along, Sunpaw works extremely hard so he can master all that he is taught. Sunpaw treats all cats with kindness and respect, some cats think he’s putting on a show to improve his image but he’s just always been kind, he thanks his mother for that, 14/10

Lostpaw- Am introverted and thoughtful she-cat. Lostpaw often feels very insecure, and like her clan is judging her every move. She prefers to keep to herself and get on with her training, she doesn’t like attention, she doesn’t want to give others an excuse to pick on her. She will sometimes let her mind wander during training, and wonder what life might be like if she wasn’t born into the circumstances she was, 15/10

Fangstar- An extroverted and courageous tom. Fangstar will very often speak his mind regardless of what other cats think, he excels in the company of others and attractive cats will never fail to catch his eye, and he will always try and at least strike up a conversation, no matter what clan they are from. He was a great warrior, and the elders tell stories about his battles due to the bold and courageous risks he took for ThunderClan during his time as a warrior, 14/10

Sweetsong - A gentle and intelligent she-cat. Sweetsong is highly respected within her clan, she always shows kindness and gives gentle encouragement to cats that need it. Sweetsong loves Sunpaw dearly and very proud of him, and she will readily defend him if needed. She is highly intelligent and is a great problem solver, and many cats will turn to her in a crisis, 15/10

Smokestrike- A determined and skilled she-cat. Smokestrike holds her head up high and doesn’t let other cats get to her, she is completely dedicated to ShadowClan and she is determined to prove that to her clanmates. She is an excellent hunter, she will often go out on extra patrols to help out as best she can, often not resting until she has brought back a substantial amount of prey, 15/10

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recent pages from my new sketchbook !!! mostly one piece ..

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there is love that doesn't have a place to rest

but it would have buried you if it had settled on your shoulders

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"and if I cannot be in your life,

then at least let me live in your heart.”

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i like this tt trend ... . ... .. giggles

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"Rules are Rules"

— SmokeStrike oneshot (oc x canon)

Once a year, a special winter island becomes a safe haven for all to celebrate the holidays, even pirates and Marines. The people worked hard to maintain the balance so that everyone can enjoy Christmas in harmony without causing any trouble. Well, that is if they comply.

The Blackout Pirates docked at the island, intending to stay in the chilly area for a while. Most of the crew wanted to get the Gale ready for a celebration, but their ever bold captain had other plans.

Valor had spotted a familiar ship on the other side, and he had a hunch he knew who it belonged to. He liked Christmas, but liked it even more when there was something interesting going on, particularly by his hand. Today he had a special target in mind.

With a little bit of sleuthing and charm, he found out Captain Smoker was stationed to oversee law enforcement for a few days. Valor couldn't resist. He strolled through the busy streets of markets and bright lights, messing with the inside of his pocket.

Finally, he found himself in the colorful town square where a festival was being held. Lo and behold, the Marine was walking nearby, his cigars puffing as his stern gaze scanned the area. However, he didn't seem to notice as Valor creeped up behind him, eyes gleaming with mischievous intent.

“Smokey!” Valor called out with a grin, making him stop in his tracks.

He turned, a scowl already forming at the familiar voice… “Valor. What the hell are you doing here?”

“I'm just taking a walk,” he replied defensively, “It's Christmas after all, have to see all the sights.”

Smoker eyed him, “If you're trying to cause trouble…”

“Trouble? Me? Never.” With every word Valor stepped a little closer, “Maybe I'm just making sure you're celebrating properly. Not just wandering around like a loner on Christmas Eve.”

“I'm fine,” Smoker’s eyes narrowing even further.

“Really? Because I think you might've missed something…” The pirate pointed up with his other hand, “Riiight above your head.”

Smoker's gaze flickered upwards, his expression immediately hardening as he saw the mistletoe hanging right above them, held by Valor.

“No.” His response was practically a low growl, but Valor only chuckled.

“Yes,” Valor’s grin widened, borderlining on smug. “It's tradition,” He gestured towards the small plant again, “You know what has to be done under a mistletoe, right?”

A red hue was almost visible on the Marines face, “I'm not kissing you, pirate.”

“I didn't say anything about kissing,” he shrugged innocently, though his smirk gave him away. “But I mean, rules are rules.”

Muttering something under his breath, Smoker took a step back, and turned to walk away from the hopeless pirate. But of course, Valor wasn't one to give up so easily.

“Leaving so soon?” He followed behind him closely, still holding up the mistletoe. “You can't be so cold-hearted on a holiday like this!”

“I’ll throw your ass into the sea if you don't stop.”

“If you're gentle about it I might let you.”

Smoker growled but found himself halting. He steadily looked around, realizing the festive cheers seemed farther away than before. No one was watching, everyone was far too preoccupied with their own celebrations.

He turned to face Valor, who was already staring right at him. “You think I'm going to fall for this stupid trick, huh?” The annoyance dripped from his tone.

“Well,” Valor said with a wink, “You're not exactly running away from it.”

Before he could get another word in, Smoker stepped forward in one swift motion, grabbing onto Valors shirt and pulling him in. In a split second, he removed the cigars hanging from his mouth, and he pressed a quick but firm kiss to Valor's cheek.

“There. Happy now?” Smoker put the cigars back in and gritted his teeth, clearly flustered but determined not to show it.

Valor stood frozen, his face flushed slightly from the unexpected move. It was the last thing he’d expected Smoker to do, and for a split second, he was at a loss for words. Hell, he didn't know if that actually happened. But he was pretty sure he smelled the faint scent of smoke, so it must have.

“...Wow Smokey. I didn't know you had it in you.” His voice returned to its usual teasing manner, though with a certain warmth to it. “I guess you can play along.”

“That's enough from you tonight.” Smoker exhaled, trying to regain composure. “And put that stupid thing down.”

Valor realized he was still holding up the mistletoe… He laughed it off and put it back into his pocket, for remembrance.

Smoker wordlessly turned to walk away again, his shoulders still tense and a subtle flush coloring his face. But like always, the pirate seemed to come running, catching up to walk beside him.

“You know, my crew's throwing a feast to celebrate the occasion. You're welcome to join us,” Valor said with a smile, Smoker could tell he was genuine.

“Who would want to cause trouble on a day like this anyway?”

“You tell me.”

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more smokestrike 💔💔 just a sprinkle of domestic

+ keychain i made today !! :33 socute