my art summary for 2022! it has been an unreasonably long year (i started college and got up to a healthy amount of trouble -- woo!) between about six fandoms, mass effect, dragon age, apex legends, valorant, star wars and even arcane/league of legends.
if that sounds crazy, thats because it is lol.
im sure most of these you can find in my tag, but characters are as listed:
january: citlali velasquez (mass effect oc)
february: luzon de los reyes (apex legends oc)
march: a friend of mine <3
april: dr. nandipha khoza (apex legends oc)
may: a commission for a friend of mine <3
june: luzon de los reyes (apex legends oc)
july: brione petrakis (mass effect oc)
august: amani garoy (arcane oc)
september: adelie fleur/otrera (valorant oc)
october: an unnamed protag for my own og series :)))
november: citlali velasquez (mass effect oc)
december: cele qelu + zanya ariidek (swtor ocs)
and of course, the template link <<<
what a year, and im certainly looking forward to more!
2021 + 2020 here!
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25 days of Christmas condensed💗
A special thanks to
@noelleidle
@maybe-somenight
@underatedwords
@standbyric
@artemispt
@toffee-and-tandoori
@feuerspirit
@dewismybeloved
And all the wonderful Anons for sending me so many cute prompts. Couldn't have done it without your help💗
Links to all the posts:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25
Thank you for liking, sharing and commenting💖💖
Merry Christmas and happy holidays, I'll see you in a bit💗
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2022 Art summary (poetry edition)
1: Little Witch
“Little witch”, the one with the calico cat
How is it that everyone calls you that?
It’s you they say, are funny
Although you’re sweet as honey
Dead, least week, you found the garden hare
But still you chase him, like he was there
To the cemetery, you bring a meal for two
How strange, but the others don’t see like you do
And to you the desperate people come
To talk to passed loved ones, for a sum
Little witch, with hair that’s red
You seem not to mind that your friends are all dead
2: Fables
Around in circles, the mushrooms do grow
And with them spread fables, you know
Of Folk, who cannot be trusted
Of changelings, of elves, goblins, and witches
And if you were to leave a gift in their home
Out in the forest where they roam
To you, what might be entrusted
A chance to own, unmeasured riches
3: To Someone Sweet
Hushed, silent, fantasies and dreams
Are all my heart seems to know
Pushes and pulls and stresses my seams
And if I were to share them my happiness would surely grow
Out of place I feel in your kaleidoscope
I am a moth while you fly with painted wings
And I beg my heart not to fall down this slope
My fair princess, you are rich with many things
If you should, for just one moment brief, pay me mind
My heart would shout and I would dance at your feet
I’m much more than silence, you’ll find
Even so, I have more than the soft verse, neat
But silent dreams and silent fantasies remain silent
While I, the last withered rose, am left to pine
To someone sweet
To someone kind
To someone charming
To someone like you
My sweet Mavourneen
4: On music
What is music but the painting that fills the air and space around our heads
Flowing seamlessly through countless lives
all yield to song
Chests rising and falling to her rhythm as each breathes their note
And in the cage of their bodies
a shard of life’s sweet melody, beats steadily as it is the pulse in their heart
Music, she affects us all
for, when two fall in love, they share the same time
5: The Apothecary’s son
Young man, the apothecary’s son
What to do when my work is all done
Who you are is still a mystery to me
And yet it’s you who they believe me to be
Perhaps I should’ve been around you longer
So my impression of you would be stronger
But then there’s the mistake that I did not
Your name, your actions I have wrought
Bended and twisted to suit my need
The differences, for better, none will heed
So little boy, who’s place I took
Not even your family made a second look
6: Pasture Winds
Tell me how gently the wind blows through here
Washing through when the skies are clear
Softly shaking every bow of the trees
Singing with the voices of the grass and the reeds
And there it kissed your face with a soft breeze
When through the pasture it speeds
Running and laughing as to tease
Under its touch, all life comes to ease
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