If you're still taking the AO3 wrapped questions, how about 3, 15, 17, 18, and 29?
yes thank you 💗!
3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?
I did answer but because I wrote so much I'll share another!
The Haunting at Hoffman Lodge - I'm really proud of this one because for so long I've wanted to write a ghost hunters au fic for Rhea, Felix and the others and I really only got one shots out. It's not finished but I am really happy for what I did write and hope I can get back it in the future!
15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?
I did answer but I have so many wips lol, The Haunting at Hoffman's Lodge (ghost hunter au), Bound by Twin Moons (witch/werewolf au), my one smut fic that I need to write a second chapter for! I also have a plan to write a canon divergence au for Rogue One. Let's see if I can actually finish one of them lol
17. Your favorite character to write this year?
Another one I really enjoyed was Jyn Erso. She is such an intriguing character for me and I really enjoyed learning about her in Rogue One, but I still want to know more so getting the chance to write her was a blast, even though the story was very bittersweet.
18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?
Duke Crocker. That man is charming, funny, witty, quick on his feet and I am not any of that lol I had to listen to him talk a lot to try and get in his head and figure out how he would respond when interacting with Paige. But I did it though and it was a lot of fun.
29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
I am very proud of this passage from my fic, Treasure at Sea. Felix and Max have been captured by Captain Hawthorne (Rhea) and this is one of their interactions:
“You two seem like a feisty pair,” Captain Hawthorne chuckled, stopping in front of them again. “Maybe I’ll get my answer from one of you men.” She reached up with her rapier and removed the cloth from Max’s mouth, then moving to Felix.
The rapier was cold against Felix’s skin, but a moment later it was gone and so was the cloth.
“So, tell me boy,” Captain Hawthorne asked, her braid dangling between them as she leaned forward to place the rapier under Felix’s chin, lifting it up so he was looking at her. “Why were you on a ship that attacked me?”
Felix was speechless. Her voice was like music and in that instant, he knew he was in love, there was nothing else to it. Everything about this was like those stories he heard from men in the pub, the grand adventures they went on. He stared up at her, mouth agape as she asked again, what were they doing there.
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admittedly, i am afraid to talk about this, but have wanted to for a long while. i don't see a lot of people discuss this kind of thing, but i decided to do so for the me who was struggling and didn't know. also i have no idea where i am going with this and it's very late for me rn so here's a whole ass ramble on vent art. and also a bit more on how it's impacting how i view my art, now. i am terribly sorry if it's not very cohesive, my thoughts on it aren't yet cohesive either WOOPS
i wanted to talk a bit about how vent art really impacted my mental health, and how the idea that art needs some kind of meaning to have meaning really has been weighing on me lately (i know this is a concept i am assigning to my work and is not actually the norm/standard expectation of others consuming art. but it IS a sentiment i have seen enough that does impact me).
i want to specify, obviously i am not saying vent art is bad.
nor that doing vent pieces, or vent blogs, will ultimately result in what i went through for a number of years. rather, that this did happen to me, and there is a near impossible chance i am a unique case in any experience i will ever have. if you do vent art and it helps you, that's good! im not judging anyone for anything here. if your experience does not match my own, that's what it's like to be human~. i am not invalidating anyone on purpose by sharing my own experience. sorry for the insane disclaimer but it will eat me alive if i go to sleep thinking "what if they think x cuz i didn't say y and think im a terrible person"
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i used to do vent art frequently (you won't find much on here as it was uploaded to a personal at the time). anytime i felt down or had a line of dialogue in my head making me feel bad in a way, i would draw for it. but the way i had interacted with it was really unhealthy. it became a terrible feedback loop where i'd feel bad, draw how i felt bad, look at the art, and ruminate even more on how i felt bad, until it spiralled so out of control i would lose touch with reality and get lost entirely in feeling like garbage.
i would just get so lost in the cycle with vent art that it would make my mental space worse and worse, and i would use the vent art as a negative confirmation bias. the words that hurt me i wrote down and anytime i looked again, they would hurt me again. but i would keep looking, and i would keep drawing.
i have always used art as an outlet, but for some reason the way vent art impacted me was unhealthy. it wasn't a good outlet. and it took me years to cut ties with it. i relied on vent art for a long time, but it took a lot of introspection and thinking to realise it wasn't the release i thought it was. and it was hard to let go, too.
i haven't touched the blog in a few months, now. i haven't done much vent art at all since then and genuinely, i've been doing SOOO much better. i no longer ruminate nearly as much as i had done so, i no longer get caught in a feedback loop that lasts for days to weeks. i still feel like garbage like people tend to do, but i don't put myself in a cycle over it anymore. i have gone back to it a few times in moments of desperation, but what used to be every week/every few weeks is now once a month maybe. and not to the extent at all (i would oftentimes post ~20 images in one night, before).
but i keep thinking about how, while the way i had done vent art was bad for my mental health, i keep feeling that just because i do sparkly cute and happy drawings, now, or drawings with no real meaning, that my art has nothing beyond face value... i do like a lot of my vent art. i think their compositions, or hidden messages and meanings, or colour use, was interesting.
but it wasn't worth the price for me.
so i am a bit caught in an in-between, here. my favourite form of art is the expression of love-you liked something so much, you dedicated time to draw it. and yet i cannot ascribe that to my own work very often. i think that man i wish i could make art with some kind of deeper meaning, that speaks to people, that's more than just pretty colours or shiny shading or a character everyone likes, or a character i like. but i just... don't know if it's for me.
ultimately, i could develop a healthy relationship with expressing and exploring negative emotions or experiences through art, but... do i want to? do i have to? do i need to? is it not enough to just draw something because... i like it..?
of course, the answer is yes, draw what you want, draw how you want, it's your art. but i am still trying to come to terms with that idea. i dont want to be seen as some shallow artist who just draws what's cute and pretty because they can and it's all they can think of, but like what if that's just what i like to draw??
in the end, that alone is good enough, drawing because you like to, because it's fun, because you like the thing you're dedicating time to creating for. it's just hard to grapple with after discarding a type of art that i felt was the only way i drew "for real".
anyways i am sorry this is soooo fucking long, and for all the clarifications (IM STILL NOT SAYING VENT ART BAD AND EVERYONE WILL DO WHAT I DID!! Dx) and the fact i had no real point here (probably)
anyways i will continue to draw what i want because i like to, as i have always been.
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on anon since i dont wanna be mde fun of but ive had detailed premonitions ever since i was a child, mostly warnings of things, and i havent been wrong before which i find especially strange. i dont dream much, but when i do, half the time their so abstract i know its metaphorical, and the other time its incredibly realistic and down to earth. you get a sense in your chest when you wake up to one of those and you know its a premonition because things just fall into place in a certain way. its very off-putting? im not spiritual for the most part its just weird
the one i remember most was predicting my dads cancer diagnosis.
in the dream i woke up early and got dry cereal because the fridge was broken, then got the news around midday. then i woke up really early irl and was like huh! weird lol. then the fridge broke and i was like huh! okay im worried and then my dad got news and i was like Ah shit. well thats weird isnt it. has happened a couple times since
psychic parapsychological experiences are also something im fascinated by! im skeptical of them as well, but less so than the supernatural. idk anything dealing with... perception of time(?) i am a little more "well it COULD be real" about. its like sea monsters it just seems a little silly to be staunch on What Is Out There like man idk the water is pretty deep and the mind is pretty complex how can i be sure?
sucks that its offputting, and that you ever predict bad news, but it makes sense itd feel and seem strange and maybe not always be so great. such is life i suppose
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wait. wait. wait. ive been staring at ur latest comic for awhile now and i think i've noticed something about the colors? which are amazing, first of all- just gotta get that out there cuz i adore that soft pink and deep green combo
but i just realized that throughout most of the comic u use both in equal parts it seems. to separate bg + fg and such, to highlight characters/objects, etc.
but then when vash gets back to their room, all the walls are that dark green. and, bit by bit, the pink totally falls off. by the end, it's nothing but constant dark green as vash starts to cry
but then wolfwood slams in and he's backed by that soft pink. and suddenly the comic is nothing BUT pink. soft lines and whites and gentle pink tones EVERYWHERE to just. SO tastefully highlight the little details.
LIKE. WAS THIS INTENTIONAL?! i almost wanna guess that it wasn't since all those green panels w vash crying are all closeups focused on his expression so it makes sense to just put the simple green behind it and all attention on him so the pink just isn't Needed
BUT AT THE SAME TIME THE EFFECT IS SO MASTERFUL THAT I WANNA BELIEVE IT WAS ABSOLUTELY INTENTIONAL
HEHE..... first of all, thank you for looking at my comic so closely, THAT'S LIKE... REALLY SWEET and a huge compliment to hear, thank u thank u
and yes, it was intentional, especially more towards the end!!! in general, the colors are meant to serve as a mood indicator, so a balance of them in a scene would just mean a neutral "okay-ness" and have a functional serve to separate background / foreground / subject matter... deep green signifies introspection or incoming sadness (especially on pg5 when vash cries), and pink signifies wolfwood, which, not an emotion but he is happiness, someone that helps vash lose his doubts in a matter of seconds -- which is why those last few pages are just pink white and lines, and the panels are gone for the majority of it. i wanted to show their unity and togetherness!
while vash still has his issues of just Not saying anything about his loneliness, his feelings are alleviated temporarily with wolfwood's presence and he's just grateful that his paranoia didn't become true, and that wolfwood is genuine, true to his word, when he means he'll be following vash/staying with him. even though it's mission-bound, vash would probably still feel guiltily comforted by that fact.
I'M GLAD IT WAS PARTICULARLY EFFECTIVE IN THIS COMIC because i definitely could've pushed it more... i figured it was a minor thing that not a lot of ppl would care for, but more ppl enjoyed it and noticed the colors than i thought, so i'm glad it worked out!!!
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