Oh very much alive but I haven’t seen much in the way of Sakana smut to post. I’m always looking for submissions though,
sighs wistfully theyre in love
It’s summer vacation again which means I’m open for commissions again. Full colors are based on complexity of the commission and all prices are for a single character on a solid background.
Additional characters: +50%
Please message me for details. I can also be reached by EMAIL
(Also, I had to make up examples for the first few things because I have a tendency to only focus on full color pictures in my spare time. Examples can be found here: [LINK])
(shameless self boost)
Admin here. Sorry to combo-break the wonderful world of TaiDai smut, but I’m in a bit of a bind. It’s summer and well, I don’t have work. I’ve been dipping into savings to get by and I’ve been trying really hard to get a few commissions. I need to get some practice in so if anyone desires some Sakana smut, I’m opening naughty commissions in addition to normal ones. Not-smut art is priced as above. Smut art will be an additional +$5-10 depending on complexity.
i dont want to tag this because im embarrassed but
i want to practice drawing kisses. I guess. yeah.
((also because me and scad talked About Things today and i got emotional.))
A Hat In Time
On a fuzzy and dark morning, Taisei sat in the bag. It was Valentine’s Day and he was all alone. His buttock ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Yuudai to love someone with a luminous butt?
Roughly, he began to recite a poem he…
Stop the presses. We got ourselves a Tai/Dai winner.
Admin here. Just reassuring all Sakanars that the I’m alive but I haven’t been able to find any fresh material for the blog. Hope everyone is well and enjoying what I have managed to find.
Haha. My pleasure, good Anon. I hope you enjoy the blog.
“what are you doing?”
“not sure yet.”
If i had the strength to finish this i would
Let’s see how fast I can make Mad unfollow me again
JOKES ON YOU ANGELA, I’M REBLOGGING THIS FOR EVERYONE TO SEE
My work here is done…
BECAUSE I MADE A STORE JUST FOR YOU~
Only the two books are up for sale now, but depending on how well they sell online I’ll see if I can add some other merch or maybe even upgrade to put a LOT more stuff in it. As you probably already…
We interrupt your Sakana smut to inform you of Mad’s car related plight and the fact that Christmas IS only 2 months away. Buy up some Sakana lit or spread the word ^_^
(I wanted to try a slightly different angle on the ‘usual’ Taidai dynamic??????????)
(I’m gonna stop writing forever now because how do smut)
Things were going pretty well. In fact, they were going better than Yuudai would ever have dared hope. He’d forgotten what it felt like to have someone want you like this.
It felt good.
Maybe that was what made him get so carried away. It was a strange thought, him getting carried away, but all Yuudai knew was that one moment he was sitting in Taisei’s lap, kissing him fiercely and gripping his bare waist with both hands, and the next Taisei was suddenly pulling away, a small protesting squeak escaping his lips.
Yuudai paused, one hand on Taisei’s zipper. The air was hot and still, the sweat on Yuudai’s bare back slippery under Taisei’s hands. He swallowed, and scrutinised Taisei closely. “You okay?”
“Yeah! Yeah, I – ” Taisei’s arms tightened around Yuudai, pulling him close once more. “C’mere.”
(Just gonna leave this here…)
(OTL I’m sorry i just wanted to try something that wasn’t taidai this was silly of me)
She’d told him she was a flower stylist. He wasn’t sure what to expect from that, but he supposed it should have been this. Taro stared around the hallway as he slipped his shoes off, reeling slightly from the pungent atmosphere. Plants adorned every surface, from tiny little succulents to huge overflowing pots of orchids. Attached to one wall was a wire basket from which spilled some kind of coarse creeper, while a sturdy looking money tree skulked in the corner, surrounded by a pool of its own leaves. Moriko stood in the midst of it all like a prickly shrub, arms folded and brows lowered.
“You’ve – um – you’ve got a lot of plants,” he said awkwardly, pushing his glasses up his nose.
“Don’t touch anything,” she snarled. “If you knock something over you’re paying for it.” And she stalked away before Taro had the chance to return her glare.
Reluctantly, he screwed up his pride and followed her through into the lounge. At the back of his mind he constantly reminded himself that this was for Jiro, this was all for Jiro…His brother had been so happy lately and Taro would never forgive himself if he ruined things by clashing with Chie’s sister.
Not that Moriko was making things easy for him. As he stared around the apartment, she shot him a venomous look in which he saw reflected his own distrust. Yep, even through the fuzzy haze of several beers she was still aggravating. So what was he even doing here?