#cat scribbles 🌸

[robo-milky]

“People can sink or swim. All that matters is if I can stay afloat.”

{Unlocked Groovy Voice Lines}

[nina-scribbles]

"doomed yuri" this, "tragedy" that. Ok but what if they were happy?? What if they were in love and they were happy??? Horikoshi you coward answer my calls

[p-urest]

Where do you buy such adorable clothes? ♡🌸

most of my current closet is secondhand ! i love shopping on ebay, mercari, depop (sometimes), and poshmark mostly ♡ i also really like “smaller” shops tht i find on online like Truth or Dare, Pieces of Porcelain, HeavenSent, Cats n Scribbles, Kitteny, and Chou Chou Intimates (for cute undergarments) 🪽

the only time i really buy clothing that isn’t secondhand or from any of the “smaller” shops is when im buying stuff from work (hollister) or pacsun (i like the john galt section for good quality basics and pjs) , which isn’t too often ᓚᘏᗢ

[amischiefofmice]

Ask meme: 🧃 🍄🪐📚🦋 🌸

🧃- unposted lore..... hrrrrrrm. It's rough times for the vampire spawn down there, by the time they finally do a census of the poor suckers they'll be down to around 5k or less.

🍄- HC of a fav ship/paring. Gonna go for SH/LZ mwahah - SH never actually said I love you to Lae'zel or asked her to stay. She is regretting both now.

🪐- 3 good things in my life? ummm. steady job, healthy, lots of rats to kiss???

📚 - last thing written down in notes app. well i dont use the notes app. BUUUUT. i send myself shit on discord so lets see i'm gonna say that counts:

I dont want to be your pet vampire You woudlnt be my YES I WOULD BE. You would not make me it! I would make myself it! Just… just like iw as… was karlach’s pet vampire You wer enot I was. I was. I forced the loop of my leahs into her hand and wrapped her fingers aroun dit. Equal partner I though. HAH foolish… foolish… followed her around like ap uppy. I submitted myself… she tried to .. Ugh.

🦋- share something on your heart and mind lately - this would be the entire fanfic so go read it. lol

🌸- i have cats and rats here this is scribbles

she's my brainless baby

[sillygoofytoby]

📷 Touch tone telephone by lemon demon lyrics

🍫 both :-9

✨ Tobs, Tobías Wilson(tawog character), roach

🎵 Tirate un paso - Los wachiturros

✏️ Yeah, but i keep most to myself

😏 Yez

💛 Not allowed :-(

🐰 the way they act around you.

🍪 whipped cream cookie my beloved

🐶 both, i like cats a bit more though

🎧 headphones, earbuds make my ears hurt

🌼 carajo (Shit)

🙃 Mosquitoes prefer type O blood

🦉 night owl :-9

🧸 my bed ig

🏳️‍🌈 yep, pansexual innthe aroace spectrum and transmasc

🦋 Dumb, forgetful, sleepy

👖 sweatpants

🥤 never went to a starbucks

🧡 theyre all pretty

💎 the bracelet my friend made and gave me

☕TEA, WITH TONS OF SUGAR

🦖 saber-toothed tiger, i only know them bc of ice age

🌙 One year i think?

🌴 iron baseball bat, easy grip and light

🐸 Idk anymore, :-6

🔮 animator

💙 in love with my beautiful partner <3

🌿 maroon hoodie, black jeans and black scribbled sneakers

🎤 no, but i know most of the lyrics of creation of hatred :-9

🤎 really dark brown hair

💌 yeah, i do that a lot

💄 no, i don't really like it

🌸 I don't remember exactly what it was but my partner said it and it made me really happy at the time :3

💞 I'd @ them but i forgot how they're named here :-( + ur one of them

i forgot my mooties @ shoot... 💔

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

[joannaliangart]

Hello! this blog is an attempt to categorize all* the art I've ever done! (more details on that below the bullet points)

It's still a bit of a work in progress with uploading previous work; once I'm done with that I'll start linking this tumblr on my various other social media probably maybe lol

#Tagging system:

(all art is also tagged with their title+year of creation. you could use tumblr's archive view to sort by year, but at the start of this blog I was uploading a bunch of old art a lil out of order so that won't really work for most work made before 2024 lol)

Mediums

acrylic

animation

artist books

books (also see: zines / artist books)

comics

craft (ie kinda like more functional than conceptual, e.g. earrings or bowls)

digital

etching

gouache

illustration

ink

linocut

markers

mixed media

photography

plants (when I use. dried plants etc in my work)

poetry

print (ie printed matter)

printmaking (also see linocut / etching)

risograph

storyboarding

textiles (includes if I paint on fabric)

video

watercolour

zines

Categories/context

amv

apple (my cat lol)

commissions

doodle sheet

fanart

fursona

ib art (also see: uni)

irl (real life photos of events etc)

map part

me (also see: fursona / moss)

moss

oc (notably: bluebell littleears / candle light / caligo)

peppermint-moss (youtube videos/commission work will have this tag)

plein air

process (ie sharing thoughts on concept/creation process)

scribbles (ie doodles/quick work)

sketchbook

studies

uni

update later (a tag just for me; posts I want to write more on/add new photos onto later when i have the time)

wip (work in progress photos)

More blog context:

"but Joanna, you already have another art blog and an instagram and a portfolio website where you post art!" Yes I know I have also been agonizing over this lmao. I've been just kinda thinking that man I make art for SUCH different audiences sometimes and I've finally relented to the necessity of dividing that art up into different accounts and places in order to give my work more clarity to those different audiences. BUT for ME I'd love to have one place where I can kinda just see everything and talk about all my work existing together... So this is what that blog is! It's All* My Art. I do love archiving and organizing things haha

This blog will also be the place I share my thoughts and process about a piece! Really going into the more traditional idea of "blogging" with this one boys

(*all is not quite accurate because for work made before 2018/19ish I'm just choosing what I think was significant to me/interesting in my journey. also *all except for I'll probably only put digital art that i feel is significant on this blog. see my peppermint-moss blog for a comprehensive look at all my digital art/animation and wips)

OTHER ART ACCOUNTS:

@peppermint-moss (tumblr + youtube) 🌸 digital art, animation videos, fanart 🌸 also see: digital art commission website (which is attached to the peppermint-moss name!)

@ joannaliang.art (instagram) 🎨 zines, artist books, some comics..... 🎨 more "visual art world" kind of things because most people who follow me there are from my university/similar spaces. a more 'polished' surface level look at my practice. (the place where I'd say things like 'my artistic practice...' and 'conceptually speaking my intentions for the piece were...' and whatever else lol)

portfolio website 🌱 the thing I'd send for applications/fancy people asking to see more of my work

this blog 💐 an attempt at a holistic catalogue of all of those things! + sharing my process/thoughts on my art

[ventique18]

Twisted Wonderland (Malleus) Comics Masterlist

🌸 Links under the cut 🌸

Oxytocin

Drawing guessing relay game

Incubation

Never will there be a cold day with you

Love is driving me a bit insane

Couple goals

Envious dad

Finding Yuutsum

The realization of Yuu-kun

Masterpiece

Getting physical

Surprise kisses

Greetings

Fortune Cookie

Pants

Handfeeding (Father Crowley crack)

Jelly bean

Breed and butter

Possessive "husband"

Calisthenics

Cute (?) height difference

Nighttime activities

Holding hands while walking

Queen mothers and three generations of 🧎‍♂️

Sunbathing

Zoom interview

Lilia-shishou

Souvenir

Lemon cheesecake

Headturner

Homeless

Solving for x and y (u and i)

A walk through a father's life (Diasomnia)

Mystery box

If you could see me now

Seeing shrimp

Horniton

Dragon boyfriend

Drama king

Old dragon

Supportive dragon

Worms

Gargoyles and grandma

Too much...

Scribbles

Home

The devil

Hornton is a guy too!

Flirtatious prefect

Hornton meets mama

Priorities

Homescreen wallpaper

Sweet dreams

Soda

Love letter

Gingerbread family

Hotel rooms, retainers, and wigs

Fatal weakness

Terms and conditions

Virgin maiden

After school activities

Bus

My type

Infinite

Wing marks

Find you

Flower garden

Cute lil doggies

Size difference

Love square

Sparkling dress

Rent-a-waiter

Fighting your own demons

The cat isn't home

Meeting the grandparents

Long boy

Voice messages

Apple of my eye

Touch zone

With you

Reading over your shoulder

Better with you

[alanaartdream]

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While one of my cats is on a drip at the vets ended up drawing some pen sketches/ scribbles of Bluey and her family (it’s quite a cute funny and wholesome cartoon series) ✏️🌈🍄🌸🌼🇦🇺🍀🐾💕✨

[yedlihmad]

The previous scribbled-upon memo sheet is tucked into the inner cover of this journal, where more of Rafi’s handwriting fills out the pages.

1st U.M. - 2/10 - ♜

Orders for Valentione finished. Gift work next. Stopped work on earrings for F to write this. F — I like best her eyes — blue as 💎 — w/ her dark hair & red coat. Blood & sky! A beauty ! But I am shy to give these to her — maybe I will have R+R take privilige of gift-giving. They are bolder than me. 

Better sennight. Last night another dinner at Lo.’s LB. Long discuss. — Food amazing — good Company. Prob. best visit Ive had. If I know what is best for all — if I know goodness vs. cruelty (I am a man of 90 summ. — I should) — I wont go back.

Sat in trees w/ Le. & Pj.  — felt very grave & introsp. I ask too many questions. Watched Z almost 🗡 FS but a pretty new girl (?? did not get name) stopped it. Then FS threw SR in pond. They laughed !! Their laughs — I am sorry but I want to make them into diamonds. 

Funny to think I first went on Lilys advice — ‘you want 🍃 for Hrudr? Theres a good place!’ — & now? Not about 🍃+food. Faram forgive me but I go because I am lonely. Suns w/o R&R hollow me. What is left? Look now into the core of me — I am getting poetic — but I feel old loneliness stretch out very wide very far like a white sheet of snow you can smooth over with your hand. This feeling — all summers since I last felt it — something like the troupe? The heart ♡ for voices. I think of Taruna & G. & the La Nos. girls play jokes in the corps. Is it worse when R&R are gone? — Is it easier? — Am I sick? — is NOSTALGIA not incurable illness??

The Wood grows back in me — Every morning — & I hate it. I am too old & anxious for these feelings & the women who wake them up. 7 suns a sennight I think: HRAFN, just go to Ishgard. Go be a Northern lord with your bros. in the cold. It will kill the Wood. It will be like Skat. ❄ again & you can suffer together — like winter princes. 🕱

But Refr —

A lonely man is a foolish man & dangerous to all around him. I wish a deep voice wiser than me would come up from inside & say — ‘HRAFN, the last farewell is the patient sister of the first hello’ — & so my heart would agree — this old wise voice that I do not have — & heed it easily. Faram be good to these people. They were very kind to a little 🐍.

Enough! — I will get the cat and go — I will see what R+R have built up North 🕱  

TO FIN.: FS cameo done — 3 2 1 ear cuffs — F earrings — Z the lapis aquam. ?? — Lo. tigereye  — Le. (??) — 🌸 cabochon — sorrel piece lords showcase

buy rolling papers — Check mail for M. — still noth.

— ⨯

[aplushemporium]

"Ana-chan, Merry Christmas! Are you having a nice one? I hope so." He smiles, kneeling down to her eye level. He had his arms behind his back, as if 'hiding' something. "I wanted to give you some gifts... here you go!" Shuichi reveals the two small gift boxes from his behind his back, holding them out to her.

One of the gifts contained a set of hair ties, shaped like sakura blossom flowers. "Since you tie your hair up, and they look really pretty, I thought you might like this? If you ever want to change up the hair ties you use sometimes... !"

And once the second gift box was unwrapped, it would reveal a small golden lucky cat statue. "It's so cute, I just had to get it for you, hehehe... that, and so you can be blessed with good luck and happiness, since Ana-chan always deserves both!" He giggles, giving her a brighter smile.

"Really though, I hope I could make you happy with some nice gifts, Ana-chan... and to help make your Christmas even better... !" And if Ana would be comfortable with receiving it, would give her head a few very soft pats, too. ( made it pre-established if that's okay~! so that he knows her well enough to give her some gifts!! and Merry Christmas! 🎄🌸 )

The little one gasped, "For me? Thank you Saihara-cha! I got you a prezzy too!"

In return for the two gift boxes, Ana gives Shuichi a clumsily wrapped lumpy package with a flat bottom. Inside, he would find some pens from random businesses, a few tiny plastic toy magnifying glasses, a card plastered with snowflakes and flowers made of construction paper, and a new pocket notebook that has a scribbly drawing of his hat taped onto the cover.

The card reads in scrawled crayon writing:

Dear Saihara-cha,

Tank you for beeing my friend! You ar one of the smartyest people i know! You ar very nice and cool an amayzee! I hop we can be friend nex yeer!

Love love,

Ana

She would get to opening her presents rather gently, though the contents would be held up with vigor and sparkly eyes,

"This is all so so amazy!! I love these so so much!"

With gifts still in hand, Ana gives the detective a hug, which placed her in head patting range!

"Thank you so so much!"

But after the few pats, she timidly lets go, "O-Oh, sorry, should've asked 'bout the huggies..."

[hatterstan-shameblog]

…………………that isn’t a “no” so here we go I guess………………

It’s Too Goddamn Early To Be Hit On By A Literal, Actual Bird

Rating: PG-13 for suggestive conversation

Relationship: Peacock!Hatter/Me (that felt……..strange to write)

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

It’s nine o’clock in the morning, and I am having the time of my life.

The pool is deserted. I am sitting—blissfully alone—on a cushioned lounge chair, my upper body reclining at a perfect 70-degree angle. An umbrella shields me from the sun.

On the table next to me rests a mug with a cat on it; in it, a deliciously delicate green tea blend, sweetened with honey and just cool enough that it doesn’t burn my mouth as I take a long, slow sip. I chase it with a bite of the oversized chocolate chip muffin I managed to swipe from the kitchen, luxuriating in the way the softness yields beneath my teeth.

My attention turns back to my sketchbook—opened to a pristine, blank page, charcoal pencil just begging to be dragged across the smooth surface. Perhaps I’ll try to draw that tree again, the one on the far left that so elegantly dapples the light onto the pavement below. Or maybe I’ll draw the pool itself; I could use some practice with perspective, and the softly rippling water could be a fun challenge.

Wait. Wait. Forget all those ideas. They all suck.

There’s a peacock here.

There is no time for me to think about it. My hand snatches up the pencil and immediately begins scribbling. A tight little circle for the head, then a sweeping line that curves down then up and finally back down with a sharp flick of my wrist to capture the elegant tilt of his tail.

The peacock looks at me. He cocks his pretty feathered head. It would be nice if he stood still so I could—

—Oh, wait, scratch that.

He’s displaying his feathers behind him in a stunning fan of color, the light summery breeze making each iridescent shape glisten in the light.

That’s much better, actually.

“Damn bitch, okay,” I say to myself under my breath, flipping to the next page and starting a new sketch. Fuck, I wish I had a blue pastel. He’s so fucking blue, such a rich and velvety hue of saturated—

Oh, oh, wait a minute; he’s approaching me, skinny little bird legs tip-tapping in a rapid pace as he struts across the concrete.

“My man’s bookin’ it,” I mumble, doing my damnedest to complete at least one solid gesture drawing before this fine avian fellow gets too close.

Maybe he wants some of the muffin.

…Are birds allowed to eat muffins?

The scritch-scratch of my pencil and the tip-tap of his feet are the only sounds as we both work towards our goals. I have to admit, it’s kind of fun working so quickly; it’s allowing me to loosen up and take a more intuitive approach, which is a nice change from the usual observational drawings I try to complete. There’s a violence to it—not that the Borderlands needs any more violence, per se, but in the confines of my sketchbook, it feels right.

“Hello there,” I say as the feathered fellow arrives at his destination. He’s not shy at all, shimmying his way between myself and my breakfast-laden end table, neck stretching to peer into my sketchbook.

“That’s you,” I say, tilting my work so he can get a better look, “well, more or less. Kind of hard to get the details because you were moving so fast, but I think I got the general idea…”

My new peacock friend nuzzles his sapphire head against my pencil-holding hand—almost as if he’s trying to show his gratitude. I can’t resist a smile as I gently rub my hand along his soft, feathered cheek.

“Ooh, such a pretty bird,” I coo at him—because if he’s gonna act like a cuddly kitten then I’m going to talk to him like a cuddly kitten, “Here, let me give you a little treat…”

I break off a piece of my precious muffin, making sure there aren’t any chocolate chips in it, just in case birds can’t eat that sort of thing. I hold it in the cup of my palm and offer it to the peacock, who looks me dead in the eye with an expression that reads…infatuated?

No, no. That can’t be it.

He takes a dainty peck, then another one, before opening his beak a scooping the bite of muffin into his mouth. He swallows it in one gulp, then bends to rest his head on my lap, eyes closing and—why, it almost looks like he’s smiling—

“We’ll consider that payment for your modeling job,” I say with a giggle, stroking my index finger over the slope of his beak affectionately. The creature in my lap lets out a little hum of contentment—weird, it has a much deeper voice than I expected, but maybe all peacocks have deep voices.

I’m not, like, a bird expert or anything.

But this bird. Well, I’ve heard that peacocks are strange (and, frankly, not very smart), but this one seems a little extra bizarre. He looks at me like he knows me, which is as disconcerting as it is charming. Come to think of it, it’s also kind of weird how he understood that I was drawing a portrait of him…

“Darling,” he says, “I’m going to need you not to scream…”

“Jesus H. Christ!”

I scramble up the lounger as far as I can go, knee colliding with the talking-demon-peacock’s head as my legs flail me away from whatever the fuck is going on.

“Hey, look at that! You didn’t scream,” the bird praises, “Really appreciate it—I’m trying not to make a scene.”

“Yeah, says the talking bird,” I scoff, “I mean, for fucks sake, dude, what is your deal?”

“You mean you haven’t figured it out yet? Hmm,” the weird feathery creature hums, “I thought for sure you’d recognize the voice…”

Wait a minute, wait a minute—now that he’s mentioned it, I can’t help but feel like I’ve heard him somewhere before.

“Wait a minute,” I feel myself grow pale at the thought, “are you…are you the guy with the robe who keeps making all those speeches?”

The bird rolls his eyes.

“The robe guy who gives the speeches…is that all I am to you? Honestly,” he clucks, feathers ruffling in annoyance, “But you’re more or less correct. Everyone here calls me ‘Hatter,’ but you, darling, can call me Takeru.”

Huh.

“I,” I say with a nervous gulp, “I have…questions.”

“I have questions, too,” he purrs, “for instance, I’d love to know if you’re free for dinner tonight. Do you think you could…pencil me in?”

He looks at the charcoal pencil still gripped in my hand, then back at me…he’s waiting for me to laugh, I think.

I’m just trying not to hit him with my sketchbook.

“We could have a little wine, have a little chat…”

“Can birds drink wine?”

“This bird can,” he insists, “and…we can talk about art! You like art, right?”

“Yeah.”

“As do I,” he says, hopping up onto the edge of the lounger, just inches away from my feet, “You know, Peter Paul Reubens has always been one of my favorites. His Leda and the Swan is…inspiring.”

“Hm,” I say flatly, “Reubens is a master of his craft, but I prefer Jan Weenix.”

He laughs at that—oh, this is so weird, I do not like how a man’s voice is coming out of this peacock’s throat.

“It’s almost as if you’re not impressed by my full, glorious tail,” he pouts, “even though you were just telling me how pretty I was a few minutes ago…”

“That was before you started talking,” I say, reaching for my mug of tea, “and trying to chat me up. At least, I think that’s what you were trying to do.”

I take a sip and he frowns—well, as much of a frown as a creature with a beak can manage, I suppose. It’s sad, and I find myself feeling sorry for him.

“Look, man,” I say, setting my tea back down, “you seem…unique. Like, really, really just a different kind of dude. And I respect that—really I do—it’s, uh, it’s just that…”

His little bird eyes are shining. Is he…is he getting choked up? For fuck’s sake, it’s too goddamn early to be dealing with this shit.

“Next time, don’t show up as a bird,” I say, doing my best to let him down gently, “I mean, birds are cool, but…you know, it’s super weird getting hit on by one. I’d, uh, much rather just talk to the real you, if I have a choice.”

“So what you’re saying,” the peacock cautiously attempts, “is that…you’d be interested if I was in my regular human body?”

“I’d be less put-off, yeah,” I confirm, “although it was kind of nice sketching the bird body out. Better than drawing the same tree over and over, anyways.”

“Oh, I’m much better than a tree,” he says, “and if you think this version of me is nice to draw, you should see the human one…”

“If you’re offering to model—like, seriously offering—I’d be willing to consider it,” I start, “however, if you’re going to use it as an excuse to be weird, then forget about it. I’m a professional and expect to be treated as such.”

“I’ll admit,” bird-Takeru says, “I wasn’t exactly planning on asking, but…well, now you’ve got me thinking about it.”

“I’m not a portrait artist per se, but I’d be willing to give it a go,” I tell him, “I snatched some watercolors on the last supply run, could break ‘em out if you’re feeling colorful.”

“Darling, I’m always feeling colorful,” he says with a wink, “I’ll have one of my people come fetch you sometime tonight for our first session. We can even still do dinner, if you want…”

“As long as it’s just dinner,” I warn, “then…fine. I’ll count that as payment for my time and talents.”

“Excellent,” the bird says—yep, nope, still not used to the talking bird, it’s still really horrifying—and he hops off the lounger, “Ah, what a fortuitous turn of events! Who would have thought the peacock plan would actually work…”

“But it didn’t work,” I remind him, huffing as he slowly waddles off to do whatever kind of bird shenanigans he’s been itching to dive into.

He looks at me over his little blue shoulders.

“Didn’t it?”

And he continues walking off, head bobbing a little as he no doubt feels very accomplished.

I take an angry bite of my muffin and try not to think about it.

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

bitch be like flannery o’connor the way peacocks love me ✌️

Hatter turning into a peacock strutting through the beach Hall ways as he shows his fabulous feathers.

He would look at everyone in the Hall ways with his lovely tail and is like "look at you! In love with my feathers, did you know if male peacocks do this they are trying to find a mate?" And they would nod and that person will be you my friend UwU

HOLD UP

“and that person will be you my friend”

Are you implying. That you want. Fucking Extremely-Cursed-Peacock-Hatter. To hit on me???

(…….I mean. I’ll do it. I just wanna make sure that I’m reading this correctly.)

[skirwitte]

🌸 meant to ask 36, not 26 but its okay. Mind if I ask some more since I really like your answers 😊 16, 19 and 39. Much love x

Awh of course, thank you!! 💓 You are so nice ^_^

36. Cat or dog person?Ughhh I can’t decide, I love both. My family used to have a dog so I kinda wanna get a cat just so I know what it’s like. She would be black with green eyes and I’d call her Siduri

16. Space, ocean, city or forest?Forest 100% but I do love the sea. Well, “love” isn’t really the right word. It has like a pull on me that is equal part alluring and terrifying. The forest can also be scary but it still has kind of a stoic warmth to it that bodies of water don’t have. And they’re always full of life, with little creatures running around and trees dancing in the wind. But sea shanties are the best!

19. Princess, fairy, mermaid or unicorn?Okay this one is easy- fairy. Because there are so many types! Brownies, kelpies, goblins, sprites, banshees, changelings- technically mermaids are fae too! (The Spiderwick Chronicles nerd really jumped out lol) Also I love that they’re neither good or evil, so you never know what they’re gonna do next and it really makes you believe that they’re not of this world. It’s one of my favourite literary tropes and one of the reasons why I love Alice in Wonderland so much. Don’t ask questions because there are no answers. They’re just doing their thing. 

39. Favourite fashion fad that went away?Big skirts with aprons and POCKETS. I need pockets!!! Like I really wish I could keep my journal with me at all times so I can scribble every little thought in it, and draw when I’m bored. Notes on my phone lose their context and become impersonal, like it wasn’t me who wrote them. Also I’d love to be one of those people who always has just the right thing to get out of a sticky situation 

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Just #scribbling #drawing on my day off my chibi cartoon cat girl version of myself in a cute tea cup that has both a cherry 🍒 & a strawberry 🍓 on it :3 (wish there was real cat ear hair clips with a tiny skull 💀 on it so the real me could wear them like my chibi does) 💀⭐️🌸🌼🍀🌙🍄🍓🍒🌈🐱🐾✨💕✏️

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Been busy drawing all afternoon/ evening to get #drawings out of my new looks for my chibi cartoon cat girl version of myself persona after I got my hair cut today and here’s a few drawings I got out of all that drawing I’ve scribble out 💀🌈🌸🌼⭐️🌙🍄🍀🐱💕✨✏️

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Scribble drawing practice of today while sorting out my bed with collection of #squishmallows so mushroom 🍄 cat squishmallows with my chibi cartoon cat girl version of myself persona and maybe with a skull and some ghost cats and a silly cute cat scribble drawing ✏️🌈🌸💀🐱🍓🎀🐱🐾⭐️💕🍄💀🐾💕✨

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Had WAY to much fun scribbling #drawing for today’s #drawlloween #drawlloween2022 #halloween October drawing challenge being as today’s theme is #mushrooms so I drawn a few different types of mushroom 🍄 with a tiny little fairy 🧚‍♀️ 🐈‍⬛ cat 🐱 ✏️🍄💀🐱🎃🐾💕🌈⭐️🌼🌸✨