#yoshidda

[theyoshiddaarchive]

@fashnxmuses

Mod//

Decided to dub it.

[badlydrawnmanic]

Were-scourge is something i didn't know my soul needed, Manic please give him head pats for me. (Because I feel llike he'd bite off my arm if I tried).

oh yeah, sure! it’s kinda hard to tell, but i think he likes it?

[welcome-to-chao-hub]

@yoshidda​ sent: Warden - With his nose to the ground and sniffing while crawling on all fours, the mind broken mutt was searching for a spare bone he had buried. In the midst of it all he had caught the scent of someone nearby, it was very familiar... deciding to take a detour for now he began to investigate. He picked up the pace as his target was seemingly on the move, but he was gaining on them. Who's scent was this, he had to know who this is if it was ringing so many bells in his head. Once he was able to pin point this person's location he lifted his head and dashed towards it, doing his best to not ram into anything. The mutt came to a screeching halt and ducked behind a tree, peeking out at who this was. He fixated his black & white eyes on this mobian, deducing they were a lion. "....."

“Ok...” Smithy muttered. He managed to get the right parts that he needed to try and recreate a wispon, but the problem was....how was he going to even get a wisp? He figured he could explore the outskirts of Windmill Village, see if he could find at least one wisp. Even if it wasn’t a pink one for his wispon, he could at least have an idea on what wispon to create next.

He slipped his mask down, watching the screen boot up and sighed. “Now where can I find a wisp out here?” he murmured. Before he could figure out the best spot to start, he froze. He could feel someone staring at his back, slipping the mask off and turning around. Out of all the times to not have his wispon on him...

[the-worlds-the-limit]

It was a quiet afternoon in Apatos, the sun was setting, the sky was a red-ish orange, and some of the street lights were activated in preparation of the night fall. Alone walked a fluffy stached sky blue hedgehog, who was taking some time off away from his lab. The aroma of food coming from a hot dog stand made the hedgehog's mouth water at bit and his stomach growled. He liked hotdogs, but this was on another level. Making his way over, he leaned against the stand. "2 Hotdogs please."

Delta was yawning. He'd spent the whole day mucking about in a ruin and only found more medals rather than anything he could use... it wasn't putting him off but he could use another clue right now. It'd been months!! He could probably make it home before he changed- oh that smelt nice. The wolf was starving. He queued up behind the old guy, and after a moment, called ahead. "U-uh, make that three? I'll pay for him." His ears went a little limp. "If, if that's okay with you sir?"

[peppy-pilot]

🔊

Questions For Muns Who Draw

🔊 - Do you listen to music while you’re drawing?

//All the time! In fact, music helps me concentrate and feel the mood of the character or setpiece I'm drawing. If I'm drawing a character, the music is usually something I consider a fitting theme or motif, while setpieces typically get mood music of some sort. For instance, when I'm drawing something spooky or horrific, I'd put on Silent Hill or Resident Evil Remake.

I used to have a bajillion playlists saved on my phone, but unfortunately, Apple stopped supporting it and the app could no longer be redownloaded when I briefly had to reset my phone to factory settings. Weehh.

[theyoshiddaarchive]

"Hmph, Everyone thinks they got me pegged as some weight junkie, as if they're any better. Most of these chumps are just thieves."

"I made an entire squad of Zone Cops go mad with my roar alone! And yeah, sure, I got caught, but the chaos I caused was amazing! Rahaha!"

[theyoshiddaarchive]

Yo, I need all your attentions please.

My friend Hiro, literally only has a MONTH for him move out of his house due to the court pulling a bunch of bullshit. If he cannot find a place HE WILL BE HOMELESS. This CANNOT HAPPEN.

I have a link to his Ko-Fi and Twitch, PLEASE HELP IN ANY WAY YOU CAN.

Buy HiroWithSpice a Coffee. ko-fi.com/hirowithspice

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He even does 3D models. If you want one, just shoot him a DM. You can even message him here on tumblr @hirowithspice

[theyoshiddaarchive]

“you can’t save him. he is mine.”

(Continuing this from your answer)

"Ch-...Cheater?" His eyes widened at that statement.. He was cheating, what was he talking about? That was when he remembered what he was told. About how Zielo considered this "a game", there was no compromising, there was no surrendering. There was only winners and losers.

Vent, who was on his knees at this point, looked up at the cruel diety in horror. His throat tightened and with his shock now gone, only now did his tears begin to fall down his face. Every word he spoke, every demeaning taunt cut through Vent like a guillotine. It was like his own negativity was being vocalized through Zeilo. During the fall of his silent tears he finally managed to get up on his feet.

"Wh-Why...?"

His gaze turned towards the coyote once more, in one last attempt, he rushed over to him and grabbed his arm, he began to plead with him to leave with him and his brothers, only to be met with an icy cold stare that was immediately followed with a slash from the corrupt demi-god's blade.

"AAAAUGH!!!!"

The force of the swing was enough to send him on his back. He placed his hand over one of his eyes and winced, he looked down at his hand to see alot of blood, though the pain only seemd to come from his eyelid, even so he couldn't open his eye, this was bound to leave a scar. As he sat there on the floor, he began to hyperventilate and whimper. It was there that reality began to settle in for the turquoise mink, he was gone, and he couldn't do anything.

He took a look at his brothers, then one last look at Zielo with pure fear in his eyes. He gripped the diamond shaped amulet near his chest and ironically heeded the word of the hollow god. He, abandoning his brothers turned tail and ran away leaving them behind. He couldn't help but take one last look as he rushed out of the throne room, despite his sorrow, he managed to reclaim another piece of his memory. This piece only confirming a singular truth...

"I'm... a failure."

He uttered as he turned back around and continued to run.