#thank you for joining me on my brainrot journey. there will be more

[harumeau]

happy 1 year of drawing them 🥺

[alchemicaladarna]

So like I'm still trying to process everything because mentally I'm like a week late from everything that's been happening so far.

I already made a post about Jaiden leaving the server but I think it's just kind of hitting me now that I'll never get to see qjaiden interact with Empanada or be part of the breakfast village or get an answer about her wings and connection to Cucurucho. And I'll probably watch old clips or vods and just feel really sad that it's over but so glad that it happened.

Because like, do y'all remember that one day before the ice chamber gang joined the server and Cellbit, Foolish, Bad, Jaiden, and I think Roier were just hanging out and spending time together until they got kicked out of the server.

I think the Jaidens' entire adventure is and will always be one of my favorite days too.

Oh! And of course, Festa Junina and Jaiden finding out about Cellbit and Roier and her comforting Roier and subtly threatening Cellbit for breaking his heart.

Not to mention she is literally the most iconic lawyer ever. Like juanaflippa's trial will always be one of the most iconic server moments because of Jaidens' speech. Literally blew everyone away.

And of course... I'll never forget the day Bobby died. That day, that trip to the dungeon is one of the only two times I cried for the lore of this server. Many things make me emotional but seeing qJaiden climb up on the tree alone, watching the sunset and grieving her dead son...fuck man, it felt so real...

There's just so many moments of qJaiden specifically from June to September, that just stick out to me and I'll always look back at them with a bittersweet fondness.

It's been so long since I properly thought about qJaiden, but now everything is coming back to me and man... I'm just...I guess I'm more happy that we got qJaiden and everything she did and was a part of is there to look back on.

For me, even though the qJaiden brainrot wasn't hitting as hard as it used to, I think she will always be a part of the narrative because there was just so many amazing moments with her and I will always be a fan of her lore and this character will always be close to my heart.

Sending nothing but love to Jaiden and the admins. Especially Jaiden. Thank you for letting us experience this wonderful journey <333

[wanderingaldecaldo]

Auld Lang Syne

Some sentimental thoughts after the cut.

Two months ago I thought Rosalind Myers would be "just" a one night stand during Val's journey to find a cure; instead they celebrated the holidays together (1, 2). Rosalind reignited my passion for the game, and made me truly understand superlatives like "screaming crying throwing up" and wanting to eat glass.

I'll forever love Mitch. He helped pull me from the worst depression of my life, led me to Discord and Tumblr, and ultimately people who have become dear friends. My love for him prompted me to write a novel-length drama/romance smut about guilt and loss when I hadn't written in years. No one can ever supplant him or the place he holds in my heart.

All that said... Rosalind upended my world. She rewired my brain, I don't know how else to put it. Perhaps she's the result of a lifetime of latent lesbian attraction, perhaps it's being closer to that age myself and seeing such representation. She offers something that Mitch never can — a reflection of a woman of a "certain age". More shocking to me that I'm exploring a ship with someone other than Mitch is the subject herself. Ros is quite the opposite of Mitch, in nearly every way, but that allows me to explore different sides of Val through her.

2024 will be filled with Val & Ros, but that doesn't mean the end for Mitch & Val. Val's canon is still The Star ending, riding off into the sunset with Mitch and the Aldecaldos, plus there's the NOGLY sequel in the simmering stage; plus corpo Val's story is still being written. They'll still be around, just off doing their own thing in the corners of my subconscious, waiting for me to get back to their stories.

If you made it this far, thank you. If you've been a supporter of Mitch & Val, you have my undying love. If you've just joined for my brainrot-induced meltdown, welcome and I hope you enjoy my disaster bisexual. Whatever the case may be, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

May 2024 be filled with light and love for all of us.

[mxanigel]

Gloria 'Ria' Hawke exists thanks to a gift exchange last winter which gave me glorious (pun intended) Hawke/Loghain brainrot. I fell so hard for this Hawke that I started a Dragon Age 2 playthrough to get to know her better.

But I wouldn't have been able to embark on this journey without @judithmactir's incredible prompts as inspiration. <3 The resulting fic depicts highlights across a decade of Ria's life from before Dragon Age 2 to during Inquisition.

Like a fire in my blood

Rating: T Word count: 2,358 [complete] Relationship: Female Hawke/Loghain Mac Tir Tags: POV Hawke, Blue Hawke, though she becomes less blue post-DA2, First Kiss, Implied/Referenced Grief, Romance, Age Difference

Warrior Gloria 'Ria' Hawke never asked for a lot of things thrown at her in this life. She doesn't like most of them. But meeting Loghain Mac Tir is one of the few for which she's grateful. And for the kinship with him that eventually becomes something more.

Lothering, 9:30 Dragon

Gloria. What were her parents thinking when they chose that for her? It was too fanciful compared to perfectly serviceable names like Bethany or even Carver. ‘Ria’ fit much better.

So of course Carver called her ‘Gloria’ anytime he found himself losing one of their sparring matches. It wasn’t her fault she could shield bash better than him.

But something felt different this time. More than bitterness laced his tone as he lashed out at her. Perhaps the rumors of a threat to their south—one unrelated to Orlais—had him on edge. Worse than usual, that is.

Thanks to an afternoon downpour preventing escape to the woods, Ria ends up seeking solace among the bookshelves in the Chantry. But not in the boring section where the sisters lurked, with their constant murmurings of Chant of Light this and Andraste that. No, in the realm of stories, stories that actually happened, stories of past Ages and battles and dragons.

Something about her argument with her brother drives her to a well-worn tome, the page edges wrinkled by the passage of time and touch of many fingers. Mostly her own. This book covers the tale of Loghain Mac Tir’s rise from humble birth as a farmer’s son to the Hero of River Dane, a trajectory that drove her swordplay, a trajectory she occasionally wishes she could follow—

“Ria. Knew I’d find you here.”

She glances up. Mud from their own battle still smears Carver’s left cheek despite the rain. “Why did you bother looking?” she snarls, her tone harsher than intended.

“I…” He visibly swallows. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For yelling at you. When I was mad at myself.”

She blinks. “You don’t usually apologize this quickly.”

“Well, I needed to say that before I shared the news.”

“News? What news?”

“The threat to the south is worse than we realized. King Cailan is mustering an army. I’m joining. I figured you’d be interested too.”

A chance to do something. Something that matters. Of course she’ll take it.

[Read the rest on AO3]

[malvolios-yellow-stockings]

@mikimeiko tagged me to post the five songs I'm currently listening to - thank you so much I can blabber about music for days on end!

1. Colquhoun 's Story form the Ravenous OST

So, I watched Ravenous some time ago and brainrot has infected me and affected me severly. Dictionary definition of a comfort movie for me (alongside Velvet Goldmine). Like, it shouldn't work but it does? It's tonally all over the place, wears its themes proudly on its sleeve and it's just a quirked up little gem of a film. And the soundtrack (composed by Damon Albarn and Michael Nyman) is going down as one of my favourites (on par with Black Sails, Pathologic and Disco Elysium in my opinion). This particular track and Boyd's Journey are my faves but the whole album is really solid and maybe it's a hot take, but there are zero skips on it. So yeah, watch Ravenous y'all! It's really a rare occasion wherein the soundtrack genuinely is an inseparable part of the whole experience.

2. Preoccupations - Continental Shelf

So, I'm a post-punk fiend and I only recently discovered this Canadian band, absolutely amazing and at moments eerily reminiscent of This Heat. Wholeheartedly recommend!

3. Protomartyr - Cowards Starve

Another post-punk band! This particular live version, although Protomartyr has one of the most solid discographies I've encountered. Really strong lyrics and mesmerizing music. Take this song as a suggestion to listen to any other song they've put out, honestly.

4. Violent Femmes - Country Death Song

One of my favourites from Violent Femmes, really haunting, what more can be said about them? Classic band, great music.

5. Model/Actriz - Crossing Guard

Bit of an outlier here as I'm least familiar with their discography, but from the few songs I've heard, pretty underrated band honestly.

6. Josip Slavenski (as played by Zagrebački Kvartet) - Pjesme moje majke (engl. My mother's songs)

Cheating here because it's not one song and it's sixth, but go listen to this everyone! Abso-fucking-lutely amazing piece of music, changed my brain chemistry! Go go go and listen to it!!!!

To end, two things: 1) The Knife (and anything Fever Ray) and PJ Harvey don't count as I'm always listening to them and I've made my peace with that fact & 2) I'm tagging @tzeimi, @shane-macgowans-teeth, @brennisteinnexe, @cononeillbreastingboobily, @antigorite, @pickledboyfriend

Anyone else who'd like to join in, please do. And if anyone doesn't want to, no pressure, I just assume y'all have great taste in music!

[illusionsofdreaming]

I’ve always wanted to do this for the new years but I’ve never had time to do it on time. Thankfully this day is also a perfect day to really reflect and say my thanks because the blog has been through many changes after a year and it’s really group effort at this point.

Because miscellaneous stats make me happy this is all TCF focused and excludes stats from other fandoms. I mean. I’m also lazy and can’t be bothered to math too much. Anyways let’s take a rewind and see what shit I’ve been up to-

October 4, 2020 was the first time I contemplated writing for TCF. I’ve just been exposed to TCF and craving for reader content, alas, there weren’t many. See I could write a bit but since there weren’t many reader fics back then, I wanted to check if anyone’s as desperate for reader content like me...

But it wasn’t until January 28, 2021 did I finally dip my toes into TCF writing with my very first offering to the community “TCF Relationship Headcanons”. Not long after, my first TCF x Reader imagine “Lay Down your Ghosts” was posted and the rest was history after that!

As of to date, I’ve written 59 TCF pieces, 39 of which were headcanons posts and 20 were imagines posts (not counting pieces written for may’s challenge).

Most popular Headcanon: Weak but always getting into trouble reader

Most popular Imagine: Imagining you in a Wedding Dress

The character most often requested and written for is unsurprisingly, Cale leading with 80% frequency, Alberu at second place with 47% and Choi Han at third with 44%. 

Characters I’d like to write more for in the future would include: Rosalyn, Toonka and Beacrox

Currently, I have 54 requests left in my inbox and... 32 WIPs in my drafts.

Fun fact: there are 2 short imagines that I’ve written but have not included in the masterlist or imagines tag, yet people still keep finding them somehow. So they’ve turned into something like the blog’s easter eggs. If you know which posts I’m referring to, then you know ☆⌒(≧▽° ) 

It’s been a year and a bit more since my first contribution to TCF fandom and I’ve met many good friends and nonnies alike who’ve supported me. I can’t stress how much it means for me to have people sticking around to read and join in my shenanigans. I’m not a frequent poster and I’m always grateful everyone’s been so accepting of my procrastination, my English messups and my general outdatedness. For everyone who’s been there from the start, many who’ve met in the middle and people who’ve just recently joined me on this journey, for whatever reason you’ve decided to stick along, from the bottom of my heart,

Thank you❤️.

Many thanks to the support from:

just-a-sleepy-person, owhda, mikachu, @angelus1590, @asteriaevelyn, @bonnienoir, @awanauria, @seikouryuu, @midlightart, @fluffabutt, @raritygold, @calesleftboob, @calehenituse-brainrot, @theseagullsscreamat6am,  @cecilisthebest, @rosae-lia, @strawberrymilkyum, @mortiferumsomnum, @tocalehenitusethatmf, @murasaki-cha, @sandwitchofsands, @madebytinypals, @nindeer24,  @luthefriendlywitch, @mintyice777, @taliahallow, @halluvic, @tokinosoda, @astridevelynn, @slackerlife0811, @marxjio, @hakuroren, @herthoughtswandered, @ainakamura73, @miallurk, @messedupmoon, @i-am-a-simp632, @peculiarphantomphoenix​, @weirdsht​, @raon4life, @vara02, @wearetherealarm, @rinxxciel​, @aigoocale-nim​ + all the lovely nonnies, all the lurkers and many, many more that I’ve missed because I’m terrible at keeping track and I really should keep a list...

[katewalker]

i’ve been tagged by @dagss for this catchup thingy and i’m doing it in english because i’ve also been tagged forever ago by @witchrenna and @camelliagwerm to do shorter versions of it sooooo i added the three that were missing and i’m doing it all in one go!! thank you all lovelies for tagging me and sorry for taking forever!! ✌️💖

nickname: pau (pronounced like the fourth teletubby of course)

gender: cis woman

zodiac sign: aquarius (also according to a friend who is really into astrology, she never saw someone with that much aquarius in her chart, i’m almost the aquarius blueprint and i’m very proud)

height: 1m74

time: 00h42

fave band: the national, the utlimate fave band, i owe these depressed middle aged men my life (i also really like dry the river and japanese breakfast and i have to mention keane who’s been very important in my life)

fave solo artists: maybe lorde? or perfume genius? maybe woodkid? (way more difficult to choose as you can see)

last song i listened to: alarms in the heart by dry the river

a song stuck in my head: beats by david numwami because we listened to it earlier with my little sister going to the grocery store

last movie i saw: memory by martin campbell, like 15min ago my brother in law put this on tonight, classic liam neeson kinda movie i'd say, but monica bellucci was there at her most milfboss so this part was nice

last show i saw: what we do in the shadows s4 <3

last book i read: my last attempt was dune by frank herbert but i gave up

currently reading: a memory called empire by arkady martine, reading slowly but reading it. im also this close to re-read a full 51 chapter fic.....

currently playing: the longest journey (on hold bc i can't stream it for sae to follow with me), baldur's gate 3 and redoing the runaway trilogy it seems

3 ships: full delphene x wyll brainrot at the moment, but i'm also thinking a lot about the tibanne x gale possibility or the tibanne x astarion option

when did i create my blog: this one is from summer 2017 i think? i had 2 others before this one, both deactivated

what do i post about: everything my brain latches onto, mainly games and my ocs and my screaming into the void

why did i choose my URL: because kate walker is my wife and I've been waiting years for this url to be available

do i have other blogs: one resources hoarding blog @paudotpsd

do i get asks: not really, but it happens sometimes and it's more than fine by me

following: 118

followers: 393

last thing i googled: runaway doublage fr (bc me and my sister were playing and i knew susan olivaw's french voice was my beloved françoise cadol)

average hours of sleep: at least 5h, but sometimes as much as 9h and sometimes it more fucked up

lucky number: i don't really believe in this. anyway it's 11.

instrument(s) i play: absolutely NONE but I'd love to know how to

favourite color: blue/teal

currently craving: sleep!!!

tea or coffee: both

currently working on: some baldur's gate 3 and syberia gifsets and maybe some video edits as well (also i said i'd think about writing more about my kaa fic introducing my ocs and all, i swear i'll do it)

3 fictional universes i’d like to join: syberia, star wars and pokemon

tagging anyone who wanna do it because i'm way to tired to tag... em slebby

[thebearchives]

welcome to 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 ღ

if you’re reading this, then that means i hit TWO (and a half??) thousand followers!?! when i first started this account, this was never a milestone i was expecting to ever reach. hell, even 1k was something that i genuinely did not expect. 

thank you all so much for joining me on my journey in f1 and f1blr, and for reading my work and for interacting with me whenever you do. thank you all for still reading my stories even when i haven’t been the most active. i appreciate you all sooo much <33

i know i don’t have the best track record when it comes to celebrations and for that, i’m super sorry! this time, i promise to see things through, so check under the cut and come celebrate with me :)

ℹ️ : ABOUT THE ARCHIVES

i’m shit at describing myself, but love answering questions and tend to overshare. if you want to know anything about me, send an ask! 

📌 : CURATOR'S PICK 

send me two drivers and a scenario. in return, i will pick a driver and write a tiny little blurb to set the scene! (kinda like a who’s most likely to!! + most drivers are game :) )

🤝🏽 : INTERACTIVE EXHIBITIONS

get the inside scoop about old fics and new wips! ask me anything you want to know about my fics, or give me your own thoughts and let’s brainrot together! 

🎧 : AUDITORY EXPERIENCE

i love music and as a writer, never stop connecting songs to people in my life. send a driver and i’ll send back a song that reminds me of them :) 

— to my dear moots, thank you guys for talking to me and dealing w/ my brainrots, bullying, nonsense and untimely replies. i love you all more than you know :))

[anilyan]

A reset

Welcome! You may or may not know me from the many projects I delve in, especially genshin-related projects like fics, later my page of genshin 2D skins (everything before May of 2023 is 2D), and currently my 3D skin mods. If anything, it's impressive that you found this corner of the internet, since this is my less interesting project at least according to people with short attention span.

Thing is, I used to have blogs in Portuguese. And I connected with many people thanks to that. I kept connecting with people after leaving them, especially now that I have many who enjoy my work and who interact with me on my discord server, but I still miss a space where I can share my thoughts and ramble about any topic I want. I have a massive genshin brainrot, so my posts will still mostly be about that, but there are no rules here.

(Above you can see some genshin mods I've worked on. Mods (skins specifically) won't get you banned, but are pc only. You can join my discord server for more info ^^)

So, why Tumblr? I thought about it, and this seems like the most fitting platform. My stuff can be shared and reblogged, I can customize the layout of my page at least for pc, and my kind of content fits Tumblr better anyway. And I alreaady had this page, so why not use it?

Youtube and video content is kinda a no for me. I love writing, and hate talking. The fact that I'm not an English speaker and that I'm not entirely confident in the way I pronounce words doesn't help, and it's hard for me to make a coherent speech while concentrating instead on how to words. Sure, scripting exists, but if I'm going to write, I would rather share a blog post. Who knows, I might provide audio versions by asking AI to read my posts out loud for me.

The world is ironic. It demands authenticity, yet also wants people to build a brand by submitting to algorithms, which forces creators into making a very specific type of content, without margin for change and exploration, and to create in a format that might not be the most natural to them. Yes, many people thank tiktok for their success, but if I joined the platform, I would just burn out spending more time promoting my content than actively creating it. Someone bring blogs back xD

Anyway, I am a person, not a brand. I don't want to pretend otherwise. I prefer to grow at a slower pace, and to backtrack sometimes or end up changing course, managing to do everything I want on that journey.

Because I do believe I will be able to achieve anything I want, immortality apart. In the past 3 years, I reached goals that I had wanted for most of my life, in a way after giving up on them. I just noticed that the impulses I get around my birthday end up defining what I will do for the next year, and instead of forcing things, going with the flow works best for me. Those sudden changes might make me lose followers or income streams, because even if my interest end up connecting eventually, the exploration phase is enough to make me lose the favor of algorithms. But I have a main job and, while I would love to be a creator full-time, this might be the most stable option for someone who thrives in ambitious sudden projects like me.

So. Let the Wind lead.

[ari-in-teyvat]

A reset

Welcome! You may or may not know me from the many projects I delve in, especially genshin-related projects like fics, later my page of genshin 2D skins (everything before May of 2023 is 2D), and currently my 3D skin mods. If anything, it's impressive that you found this corner of the internet, since this is my less interesting project at least according to people with short attention span.

Thing is, I used to have blogs in Portuguese. And I connected with many people thanks to that. I kept connecting with people after leaving them, especially now that I have many who enjoy my work and who interact with me on my discord server, but I still miss a space where I can share my thoughts and ramble about any topic I want. I have a massive genshin brainrot, so my posts will still mostly be about that, but there are no rules here.

(Above you can see some genshin mods I've worked on. Mods (skins specifically) won't get you banned, but are pc only. You can join my discord server for more info ^^)

So, why Tumblr? I thought about it, and this seems like the most fitting platform. My stuff can be shared and reblogged, I can customize the layout of my page at least for pc, and my kind of content fits Tumblr better anyway. And I alreaady had this page, so why not use it?

Youtube and video content is kinda a no for me. I love writing, and hate talking. The fact that I'm not an English speaker and that I'm not entirely confident in the way I pronounce words doesn't help, and it's hard for me to make a coherent speech while concentrating instead on how to words. Sure, scripting exists, but if I'm going to write, I would rather share a blog post. Who knows, I might provide audio versions by asking AI to read my posts out loud for me.

The world is ironic. It demands authenticity, yet also wants people to build a brand by submitting to algorithms, which forces creators into making a very specific type of content, without margin for change and exploration, and to create in a format that might not be the most natural to them. Yes, many people thank tiktok for their success, but if I joined the platform, I would just burn out spending more time promoting my content than actively creating it. Someone bring blogs back xD

Anyway, I am a person, not a brand. I don't want to pretend otherwise. I prefer to grow at a slower pace, and to backtrack sometimes or end up changing course, managing to do everything I want on that journey.

Because I do believe I will be able to achieve anything I want, immortality apart. In the past 3 years, I reached goals that I had wanted for most of my life, in a way after giving up on them. I just noticed that the impulses I get around my birthday end up defining what I will do for the next year, and instead of forcing things, going with the flow works best for me. Those sudden changes might make me lose followers or income streams, because even if my interest end up connecting eventually, the exploration phase is enough to make me lose the favor of algorithms. But I have a main job and, while I would love to be a creator full-time, this might be the most stable option for someone who thrives in ambitious sudden projects like me.

So. Let the Wind lead.

[donaidk]

300 followers and 6-monthversary

So I wanted to bring these two celebrations together, as they happened pretty close to each other 😅 Tumblr, and mostly F1blr, has now been part of my life for 6 months on a daily basis, with only a few days offline. It has been up and down most of the time, but still, it's not a lie if I say it has brought me a lot more laugter than tears. (Even some good tears sometimes) Taking this moment and trying to make it a great one, I would like to just share a bit of positivity, and mention a few people who took part in me enjoying this site either by talking to me daily or just blessing my dash with their posts.

First of all the few people who I somehow had the courage to talk to and became a huge part of my journey here:

@x-lipstickstain-x, @georgeinamerc, @formulola, @landonorrisgeorgerussell

You guys were always there for me to talk to either about irl situations or racing wise and I always felt comfortable enough to bring up even opinions that would be considered unpopular. Thank you for being such pillars to my Tumblr daily routine, even if we don't talk every minute or every day. It wouldn't have been the same without you guys. Special mention to Moni, who has been here since day -1 and who I really don't know how can keep up with my brainrots, anxiety and random thoughts on the daily. You're a real champ and I hope we can celebrate a lot more together in the future 🥺

I also wanna mention a few people, who I may not know closely, but who make my dash look pretty and also make me laugh with their posts/tags all the time. I really do recommend you following them if you're looking for a bit of fun 🥰 (in no particular order)

@dams-racing with all her great gifsets and edits about all the series you can think of @kiwi-lawson the spotify collection abotu the drivers everyone has to see, also very pretty gifsets and edits @ilottsupremacy who pretty much killed me in the last few days with the punk edits, and I just generally love her enthusiasm about everything @formulaunoo killer album cover edits that i hope will never stop coming, and edits that make me excited to scroll through my dash @liam-lawson the one who caused me to have flashbacks of her fancams while listening to different songs, killed me with one (1) jüri fancam, also fire moodboards @formationlapsz the very good kind of 'you think you saw all the Danny Ric content? no you didn't' person, and i just simply love your posts @babssionate all the racing infos you can need presented on lovely ppt's, and someone who I just love to keep up with in general for her opinions and posts @acrosstobear someone who always makes me laugh with her tags, makes lovely fancams and has a fantastic little series going on with @formulaur who's also someone I can only recommend! @limp-wrist-max pretty videos, moodboards, edits, wallpapers and also reaction pics, and don't forget about an url that just makes me laugh every time i see it on my dash @yukitsunoda very charming edits, gifs and moodboards that always get my chin on the floor @rafealnadal the prettiest drawings out there I have ever seen @landhoe I will always be in awe about how realistic her drawings are @danielxricciardo fics that i can't keep up with there's so many, but always make my evening when I can finally catch up on them @callumilott all the professional looking graphics and gifsets about all the formula championships

And just a little special mention for the small Hungarian 🇭🇺 circle I got to "meet" on here and who give me a little connection to home even here, where people are from everywhere around the world and who I also recommend becuase they're all funny as hell:

@formulola, @holymacncheeseballs, @papayaboismybeloved, @tittipaldi, @clausoos93, @watermelon-seb

(I did manage to forget someone, I'm so sorry 😭)

I really hope I didn't forget anyone, I tried real hard to remember all the lovely blogs, but I also know I don't follow many people on here and that there are many more lovely girls and guys who deserve all the attention! I myself thank you who decided to stick with me and who have been part of my days, bringing my mood up every time I was about to fall. I truly may not be the same person if I didn't join when I did, and I already have so many great memories to look back on, even after just 6 months. Here's to many more, hopefully 🥂 All the hugs to you guys! 🤗🧡

[wokestraightpuffy]

Hallo, i hope you are alright and that my ask aren’t annoying but I wanted to ask do you have any c!puffy headcannons? —🤡

YOURE NOT ANNOYING AT ALL !!! NEVER THINK THAT ILU VERY MUCH. MUAH /p

as for c!puffy headcanons, i am not the best person to ever organize their thoughts properly but ill try my best >:’D

ahaha. this got. super complex and way too long and more of like an introspective study to puffy now instead of harmless fun headcanons so, uh. under read more <3 (also reminder this is all /rp and /dsmp)

* i like to think that she has a hero complex, but its a bit different since she never really sees herself as an ‘important’ part of the story, not the main character but a support one, hence ‘im fine with being the side character’ or how she’s said she doesnt care what happens to her and would gladly sacrifice(?) herself if there werent other people she had to protect. girl u need therapy urself <3

* though very open with how she feels and never afraid to say when someone/something is upsetting her, ‘opening up’ is still a whole mountain climb for her, apparently. like, she’d rant about the egg, get mad at the eggpire, let off some steam by committing arson or exploding stuff, she’ll rarely ever talk about how much the stuff that upset her actually HURT her. does that make sense? LIKE, she’ll lash out, she’ll get mad, she’ll take NO SHIT thrown at her face, but to show the kinda vulnerability of dealing with that? to cry about it talk about those feelings with someone? I think she’d rather eat her own foot lol

* adding onto the thing above, she doesnt necessarily actually realize this about herself. less of actively doing it and rather growing... used to the ‘cycle of violence’ in the smp as they call it. and the fact that rarely have people really asked, that no one’s actually available for that, w her losing her closest friends, bad and ant, sam being busy w the warden stuff... and niki. yeah. there’s foolish, but i doubt she’d ever see venting to someone she considers her son appealing

* also. puffy is just sometimes... really bad at conveying sadness. i think she’s a rare crier. id go as far to say that shes even more emotionally constipated than dream, lol (but maybe not while the guy’s in his prison arc) and that she’d be the type of person to tell you its okay to cry but beat herself up over something if she let a tear slip in a heated moment

* speaking of sadness. she’ll only ever actually Be Sad if she’s alone or with someone she doesnt necessarily care the opinions of. yknow how she mourned for tommy and blamed herself? those dialogue bits? yeah, those are only times shed actually be vulnerable

* puffy’s go to response to the egg and how its fucked up her relationship w her friends is pure fury. but, going off of her line about ‘failing bad and ant’ i like to think that she probably hates herself the most about it. THAT IS A STRONG WORD LOL BUT YEAH. she yells and curses and gets mad, but sometimes i wonder if the words she had spat before were more directed to herself

* THIS GIRL HAS SELF-IDENTITY PROBLEMS. CAN WE GET A HELL YEAH FOR THAT CHAT? outside of having no goddamn clue about where she came from, how she got here and who she even is, scrounging up a role for herself in a server with a war on the background and traumatized kids got her resignedly coerced into thinking that she is only a Parent. Only good enough when she’s actually doing something Useful for people. SO. when she finds that ship? of having a crew and having a curse? OF FINDING OUT SHE MIGHT HAVE/ HAVE HAD A MOM THATS WAITING FOR HER?  the sense of control she has on herself is absolutely crushed. shattered, and she’s left to pick up the pieces w no one to talk abt it with <3

* adding onto the above, it’s why the line ‘I’m supposed to be mama puffy. me.’ hurts me so much! so yes! please cry with me :D

* also to add more on the fact that she thinks she’s only worth something when she’s being useful, puffy literally contemplated leaving the server, thinking that it wouldnt matter leaving since no one really needs her anyway, since she’s failed so many people. bad and ant, tommy, dream. shes said how foolish can take care of himself on how tubbo and ranboo have each other, how she and niki have drifted so far away from each that it might as well be a break up.

HOOOOOOOOOO OBOY . anon youve really given me the perfect chance to ramble huh? sorry for the rather incomprehensible brainrot, here’s more lighthearted headcanons about puffy asdhfkd

* she cannot stand still sometimes. she always has to be doing something extra, walking when the prime path is right there? shed rather go through tedious little holes or hop and balance onto fences to get where shes going. she’ll mindlessly fix up the path when there are holes or mismatched wood, and one time went on a long, long LONG journey cleaning up the paths tommy purposely DESTROYED near lmanburg and even added cobblestone sidings which werent there before

* puffys a bit of a sentimental person. writing in her log to clear her thoughts sometimes and cared enough to try and preserve lmanburg with the glass sheet and trying to find possible surviving artifacts of history to respect it, even though she’s never been a part of it. its also why, when doomsday happened and lmanburg got permanently poofed, she began to appreciate the buildings that are still standing and began taking more pics 

* she’s not used to being... what do you call it, um, cared for? she’d deflect compliments sometimes, when shes having a particular bad day, like, she’d laugh nervously and change the subject, sometimes she’d outright deny it, most days she’d jokingly say ‘staphhh it’ and add a very genuine thanks. my point being is, do something for puffy that is mildly nice and she’d keep that moment in her heart forever. 

* also funny story regarding the above. u know how karl is notorious for stealing her materials? and how puffy was contemplating doing something in retaliation for them? karl says hi for once when she joins the server and she goes ‘alright fine youre safe for saying hi’ LOL THIS WAS PROBABLY A BIT META WISE but something about this implying that the bare minimum or LESS is enough to make puffy forgive someone is very sad and funny at the same time for me. girl really said ‘oh you said hi to me? thats nice all the crimes youve ever done towards me is now forgiven. <3’ (this is a bit of an exaggeration on my part, ofc, i just think its funny LMAO) 

* ironically, despite being the ‘captain’, whenever riding a boat with someone, she prefers being on the backseat and letting them drive. ig shes just there for the ride i suppose, her and her uber drivers :3

 * she either has a rather unhealthy obsession with baked potatoes or she just doesnt wanna waste eret’s massive potato farm

* idc what cc!puffy says is c!puffy will always and forever be 5′2″ in my HEART. u are the shortest member, u cannot change this <3

* shes really fond of animals/ neutral mobs. she often baby talks to them and they help boost her mood a lot when shes having a bad day :D

* up to this day, the little secret rooms she’s created around the server have all been yet to be discovered, unless the one under bad’s house has been found. she rarely ever really keeps tabs on them, and more often than not they are just collecting dust. she still visits sometimes and cleans them up ofc

* she still genuinely thinks dream can change. cc!puffy’s line about that, ‘i’m his last hope.’ really makes me think about this a lot. 

* ive seen people talk abt it a bit but the headcanon that puffy acts as the server mom to fill the ‘void’ of her missing her mom makes me cry at night /hj

* she really likes her rainbow onesie! i headcanon that eret gave her that along w the sunglasses, but she started wearing that less when she found her old captains uniform. shes never really said why, though, and nobody ever really bothered to ask

* god bless this woman but sometimes the server members get on her nerves sometimes so she goes out of her way to traverse along far away from the main community to maybe commit a few crimes. let off some steam. these take a few days but she always returns

i probably have a lot more hcs but i cant remember them >_> THIS IS A LOT ANYWAY. HOPE U ENJOYED MY BRAIN VOMIT. IF U READ THIS FAR ILU THANK U

if there are mistakes it is bc i am crying and cannot see my keyboard and also i am sleep deprived /hj

[oriigami]

always gold (part 1)

[Okay, so, I got Roger/Rouge/Rayleigh brainrot. This is part one of what’s gonna be a three-part story for these three, based on prompts from my @op-pirate-fleet trope bingo card. Part one, mutual pining, or: three just-set-out pirates with the whole world ahead of them. Also on AO3 here!]

Gol D. Roger isn’t a complicated man. 

There are those who will disagree, of course, someday, those who will puzzle over the Pirate King’s myth for years and decades to come, piecing together a fractured legacy and wondering at the motivation behind every move. But that’s years and years away, a future still hidden behind the endless horizon.

For the moment, the Pirate King is only Roger, sitting in the bow of a sturdy little boat with his feet up on the rail and the brim of his hat shielding his eyes from the piercing sun, and he has a problem. He sighs, folds his arms and glares up at the woven brim of golden straw over his eyes, highlighted in a criss-cross pattern by the midday sunshine.

Normally, his problems don’t stay problems for long. He likes resolving things, usually quickly, usually excitingly, usually through violence. He’s not someone who leaves things waiting if he can ever help it. And he really isn’t someone who gets scared when faced with a challenge. And yet- 

“Oi, Roger!” 

Someone kicks him in the side, startling him out of his thoughtful half-asleep daze and catching him so off guard he squawks and tumbles half off of the bench, landing in an undignified pile on the deck. 

He scowls, shoves his hat out of his eyes to look up at Rayleigh, who’s leveling a perfectly unimpressed stare straight down at him. His blonde hair is mussed from the ocean winds, hanging in messy strands around his face, stiff with salt-spray, his shirt half-unbuttoned like it usually is. Roger blinks a couple times, then remembers to glare. “Hey, I was having a really nice dream.” 

“You were supposed to be keeping an eye on the horizon,” Rayleigh says. “Map says we’re supposed to reach the next one sometime today, remember?”

“So? I’m the captain, not a lookout,” he complains, pulling himself back up onto the bench with as much dignity as he can muster, which is really not much at all. 

“Then act like it,” Rayleigh says, unmoved. 

“Why can’t Rouge do it? She’s got the compass, anyways.”

“Captain has to pull his weight too,” another voice chimes in, bright with laughter, and Rayleigh steps aside to let Rouge slip past him and drop down to sit on the bench. She has her hair tied up in a bandana, cheeks a little pink from the sun, throwing her freckles into sharp relief. “Otherwise we might need to mutiny.” 

Roger opens his mouth to object, but gets distracted before he can, by- “Hey, you called me captain! Does that mean you’re joining the crew?” 

“I never said that,” she says, raising an eyebrow with a teasing smile that cuts straight through his chest. “Remember? You guys are just giving me a ride.” 

“We’ve been giving you a ride for three weeks now,” Rayleigh mutters, not sounding nearly as grumpy about it as his words suggest. 

“I never said a ride to where,” she parries back, grinning up at him as she hoists her long legs up onto the bench and leans back against Roger’s side in an overexaggerated languid stretch. Her body is warm, like the sunshine beating down on them made solid. “It’s the journey, not the destination- isn’t that what you pirates say?” 

Rayleigh snorts. “Who do you think you’re kidding? As though you’re not just as much a pirate as we are,” he says, stepping up to the rail, propping a hand on Roger’s shoulder as he leans out to squint at the horizon.

Rayleigh’s hands are strong, solid and rough from tying ropes and hauling anchors. He was a dockworker for awhile, he’s said, though he’s worked more than a dozen different jobs, apprenticed to twice as many different craftsman. His work-worn hand is heavy on Roger’s shoulder. Roger can feel it burning through his shirt. 

Rouge only grins at the accusation; Rayleigh rolls his eyes before glancing back out over the ocean, but there’s a smile on his lips. 

Rouge is warm against his side and Rayleigh’s hand is heavy on his shoulder, and Roger has a problem.

“Spyglass,” Rayleigh says, reaching his hand back expectantly without looking around, and Roger’s shoulder feels cold in its absence. 

Rouge obligingly reaches behind Roger to find the spyglass where he’d set it before drifting off, and he leans forward without really thinking so she can grab it and pass it into Rayleigh’s hand. Rayleigh brings it to his eye, propping himself up on Roger’s shoulder again, and leans forward. 

“I see it,” he says after another moment, and Roger lights up immediately, scrambling around to see for himself. Rayleigh hands over the spyglass without needing to be asked, and after a moment of searching, the island comes into view. Just a shadow on the horizon, still, but the winds are guiding them straight ahead and the ocean is calm, at least for now, as it often is in East Blue. 

They’ll be headed for somewhere bigger and better, soon, the two or three of them, depending on if Rouge comes along. 

(If she leaves, gets off on one of the stops along the line like she keeps saying she’s going to, that’s half his problem solved. He doesn’t want her to, even so.)

He grins, big and delighted, as the shadow of the distant island slowly resolves into a silhouette. There’s a blur of grey and white along the shoreline that must be a collection of buildings. This is what he lives for- new islands, new cities, new people. New challenges to be met, new fights to be fought.

The world is huge. He’s going to see it all. 

And he knows who he wants with him, when he does.

---

Roger has a by-now familiar bounce in his step as he wanders down the city streets, eyes bright and watchful in the way Rayleigh knows means he’s looking for trouble. He’s gotten used to it by now, more or less. He’s known since the day they met that Roger isn’t really someone who can be stopped from doing whatever the hell he wants. 

Rayleigh lets himself fall a step behind, partly to better take in the sights at his own pace and mostly so that when Roger inevitably does find trouble he’ll have Rayleigh at his back to haul him out of it, and finds himself side by side with Rouge. She shoots him a grin, that clever one that’s so common on her face, and slips her arm into his, falling comfortably into step.

“Beautiful city, isn’t it?” she says, tilting her head back to look up at the high, old buildings that rise above them on all sides, bricks ornately carved and engraved, the occasional gargoyle leaning down to glare at them as they pass. Past the rooftops, the sky is blue, nearly cloudless, populated only by the wheeling white shadows of seagulls.

“It is,” he has to agree, but, “I don’t like it.” 

He doesn’t even need to look over to know she’s raising an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“Everything’s too close together,” he says, glancing around. A natural consequence of the age of the city, probably; buildings built between other buildings, on top of other buildings, creating walls of architecture on all sides and few easy escape routes between them. “Harder to get away. And there’s lots of marines around, too.” 

“What, you don’t trust us to be on our best behavior?” she asks, faux-offended. He gives her a flat look, and she only manages a few seconds before breaking down giggling. 

He snorts. “You, maybe,” he allows, glancing around for the familiar yellow of Roger’s hat, but before he can find it-

“Oh, Ray, look, flowers!” she says, tugging him off to one side, pulling both his attention and him towards a cart at the side of the road, overflowing with a riot of colorful petals. Her hand is still in the crook of his arm and her voice and eyes are bright with delight, and so he follows, mostly failing to smother a smile. 

He hadn’t liked her, at first. Not that he’d disliked her, necessarily. Portgas D. Rouge was the sort of person who was deeply difficult to dislike. He just- well. If it had been up to him, he probably wouldn’t have taken her on the ship at all, this long-haired girl who called herself a traveller, who smiled almost as much as their captain did and never made promises.

But it hadn’t been up to him, and if he’s honest, he’s glad. 

Sometimes, on rare occasions, Roger has good ideas. Rouge had definitely been one of them. 

Rouge sorts through the plucked blossoms on display with gentle hands, careful with the stems and petals, and the flower-seller behind the stall looks at her with clear approval. Rayleigh will be the first to admit he doesn’t know anything at all about flowers, but watching Rouge, the clear fond familiarity in her eyes, he can’t help but think maybe he wouldn’t mind learning. 

She tucks a flower stem behind her ear, a short one with a big white starburst of petals, and whirls to look at him. “What do you think?” 

“Ah,” he says, caught slightly off guard. The flower stands out like a star against her strawberry-blonde hair, against her skin still pink from the sun. “You look- good?” 

She smiles, and she’s always smiling, but it feels like a victory anyways. “Thanks! I’m not sure if white’s my color, though,” she adds thoughtfully, pulling the flower out of her hair again and twirling it thoughtfully between her fingers. 

Rayleigh hesitates, just for a moment, then: “Red.”

He takes the flower from her hand, as gently as he can, and replaces it with another of the same type from the cart, trading snowy white petals for rich ruby red. He holds it out, feeling a little awkward. “Red’s more your color.” 

Rouge’s smile is sun-bright and radiant, and she when tucks the flower behind her ear, it suits her perfectly. 

“You two are adorable,” the flower-seller says, her weathered face creasing in a smile that wrinkles her whole face. 

Rayleigh blinks. “Oh, that’s…” he starts, then glances over at Rouge, but she just smiles at him like they’ve got a secret, the two of them, so he shrugs and drops it. 

She’s still searching her wallet for coins to pay the shopkeeper with when there’s a crash and a shout from up the street. Rayleigh looks up, already feeling resigned and disgustingly fond, and isn’t surprised even the tiniest bit when he sees Roger, laughing like an idiot and dodging around passers-by with a pair of marines on his tail, headed straight for them. There’s blood on his knuckles and running down his forehead, the same exact hue as the flower in Rouge’s hair. 

Rouge tosses a pair of coins to the shopkeep just as Roger reaches them, just as he grabs Rayleigh’s wrist in one hand and Rouge’s in the other, and then they’re running. 

The wind catches the brim of Roger’s hat and yanks it off his head, and Rayleigh reaches back almost on autopilot to grab it out of midair with his free hand and shove it back down on his captain’s stupid skull without losing a step. Roger is laughing, the sound a little uneven and jagged in his throat from the exertion of sprinting, and so is Rouge, high and clear as bells, and she has a flower behind her ear and he has blood on his forehead, and they’re the worst, both of them, and Rayleigh loves them. 

“What did you do?” he demands, more exasperated than angry, and Roger just laughs harder. 

There’s something about them, about Rouge and Roger both, something magnetic and impossible that makes it difficult to do anything but follow them. Or at least that’s how Rayleigh feels, sometimes, caught up in the orbit of two spiralling stars. Sometimes it almost feels like it’s all he can do not to get left behind.

He thinks he wouldn’t have them any other way. 

---

The sun is just beginning to set over the ocean by the time they manage to lose their pursuers and make their hasty exit from the island, the three of them in their little boat with what supplies Rayleigh had had the foresight to buy before the inevitable trouble hit. Rouge is still laughing, her chest warm from fading excitement, when they cast off. 

She reaches up to check the red lily is still tucked behind her ear, and feels something soften in her ribcage when her fingers ghost across the petals. 

She hadn’t meant to stay. Really, she hadn’t. She’d only meant to hitch a ride for an island or two, with the two boys who at once seemed like the least pirate-ish pirates she’d ever met and like they could never have been anything else. But a few days became a week became two, and she’d kept meaning to find another boat and never quite got around to it, and- well. 

She’d never planned on being a pirate, exactly, and she’s still not sure whether she is or not. But does it even matter, really, when for once she’s so happy exactly where she is?

Their little boat is, well, little. It’s only barely big enough for three people to live on full-time. They’re always in each others’ space, always sharing space. It’s almost funny, how comfortable it is, how easy. She’s barely known them for three weeks, but she already feels safer with this pair of pirates than she ever did with anyone she knew back on her home island. 

They have something in common with her, she thinks, something she’d never been able to share with anyone else back home; that tug in her soul, quiet but insistent, pulling her ever onwards towards the horizon. Is that what it is, to be a pirate?

If it is, maybe Rouge is one after all. If it is, she can’t say that she minds.

She flips the vegetables she’s frying in the pan, glances over her shoulder at her crewmates. They’re sitting side-by-side at the galley’s small table, Rayleigh surveying the only map they’ve got with a thoughtful frown, Roger leaning so close into his personal space he’s nearly on his lap. Rayleigh barely even seems to notice, only shifting his arm a little so Roger can see what he’s looking at. She can’t help but smile.

She loves them so much. 

They’ll figure it out eventually. And if they don’t, well, she’s got no qualms about just kissing the both of them and letting things sort themselves out from there. Pirates are supposed to be greedy, aren’t they? They’re supposed to take what they want, no matter what gets in their way.

If Rouge is a pirate, she must be a lucky one. 

She’s already got all the gold and silver she could want.

[billyboymiki]

5 Works Tag Game

Rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and post or link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

I got tagged by @tippenfunkaport and @caramelaire for this tag game!!

I’m not one to compliment myself on anything honestly. Recently I remember thinking about how I barely drew anything this year. There was a part of my brain nagging at me to check how much I had drawn last year. So, I uh did. Turns out I drew basically nothing?! I triple checked this in fact. My DeviantART, Tumblr AND my camera roll. Nothing . . . I drew 5 very basic pinback button designs and that was it. I couldn’t believe it; but, it made be feel so much better about what I did this year. Basically my whole instagram is all artwork from this year, since I am actually really new to IG. I got super close to 40 works this year!

Now onto the works! They are in order of when I drew them 😊

Glimmer Inspired Patterns

I wanted to teach myself how to make patterns on Clip Studio so bad! I watched a couple of YT tutorials, and I can’t even remember why I decided to make She-ra ones specifically; I’m glad I did though! The Glimmer one means so much to me. Just looking at makes me so happy! The fact that so many people have now called it ‘aesthetically pleasing’ makes me feel as though I actually created a work that others could relate to. That was enough praise for me; to create something for myself that everyone else loved as well 💖

Glimbow Cuddle

This was my first real She-ra artwork. When I saw there was a Glimbow Week again I knew I had to join this one. I don’t know if anyone knows this; but, drawings take me forever to make. I used to be strictly a traditional artist and still prefer to draw rough drafts on paper. I couldn’t decide if I wanted them on Glimmer’s window seat or in Bow’s dads’ library. I was afraid of doing backgrounds; so, both sounded absolutely terrifying. I decided to go for the fireplace even if it meant fancy lighting on top of the background aspect. I think I actually spent more time on the lighting that’s hitting Bow than on anything else in this picture. It was worth it though. I studied how the show did backgrounds and lighting for a while. I tried so many different attempts at how I wanted it to look and ultimately went with this one! I love it so much 🥺

Bow’s list with doodles

Ah, yes the drawings I did for Tippen’s birthday!! I knew I wanted to draw a scene from ‘Tuna Cans’, but I was worried to try something like this. You see, I’m somebody that likes to stay in a comfort zone and only uploaded fully rendered perfect artworks. This year was the first time that I let the ‘fun’ aspect overrule my perfectionism. I’m so happy that I stepped out of my comfort zone for this, because I love Chibi styles so much. I can’t even explain the absolute joy I had drawing these. I didn’t tell anyone what I was up to, so it was just me laughing at myself for being an absolute goofball. The end result and everyone’s reactions were more than I could have ever expected. I’ve decided I’m going to revive this style soon as well so please look forwards to it!!

Space Suit Squad

Okay, so I cheated a little with this one! I couldn’t just pick ONE of the squad. Honestly though, I drew these with the thought of making them into prints in the back of my mind. I taught myself how to draw a space background and I’m really proud of it! So much in fact that the one in the final pictures is the first and last one I ended up doing! If I had to pick my favorites I think I’d have to pick Glimmer, Bow and then Catra. I LOVE the way I draw Catra I don’t know why? Maybe the eyebrows I’m not sure 🤔 It took me a while to decide on expressions and poses; although, I figured these were the ones because I could look at them and go ‘yep that’s them.’

Winter Glimbow

This one took me soooo long; I actually had to tell myself that I should put my pen down because it was done and I should stop touching it!!! I was sketching pictures in my sketchbook to make more patterns for my Redbubble account, and of course I’m like 100% Glimbow brainrot. My brain went, oooo you know what would be cute? If this skate was actually Bow’s and not just generic. So, I ended up sketching Glimmer’s as well. The heart that their skates make is like the cherry on the top for me, it had to be done! I’m not sure I did the background justice on this one? It doesn’t matter to me though because the concept was worth the effort. It was snowing here and I needed this picture like I needed air, even if it wasn’t even December at the time I posted it 🤣 I liked this one so much that I have similar ideas for the other seasons sketched out as well 👀

I’m sorry that I ramble so often. I’m like this quiet person; yet, it’s hard for me to get out everything I want to say? I’m horrible at it actually my brain runs at a hundred miles a minute and I’m not good with words most of the time. This turned out as more of a thought process than my actual feelings on each one I suppose. SO, in conclusion. I drew A LOT, I stepped out of my comfort zone, taught myself digital art and patterns. I let myself come to terms with the fact that not every piece of art has to be ‘perfect’. I drew at least 5 FULL backgrounds and I never used to draw them! I’ve also always been one for simple shading and lighting, and I do think there’s a time for that type of style, while other times sometimes a more difficult one might be appropriate. I’m glad that I did both because now I know I can do both, and they each give a characteristic that I adore 🥰 Thank you to everyone that has followed me through this journey, or just anyone who read my rambling! I have an honorable mention under the cut and some originals for anyone that made it this far! 💖

I’m not going to tag anyone; but, if you want to do this PLEASE do it. It was so great to reflect on what I did this year, it really surprised me and I think what you have done will surprise you as well! It’s been a rough year, and in the end we have been here supporting each other and that’s one of the most rewarding parts of being in a fandom! 💜

Glimmer screencap redraw

Another picture where I really tested myself on drawing a background! I love it even if it killed my hand!! The background definitely took the longest on this one too. My sister literally said ‘Wait, you did the background? I thought you just drew her?!’ And that was the only validation I needed!! I ended up thinning out Glimmer’s outline so she matched the background better. If you use the vectors on Clip please use this feature! You can do the opposite as well, it’s super useful!

Oh hi! Remember when I said I couldn’t decide between the two locations? Truth is, I also couldn’t decide if I was going to make it traditional or digital. I ended up getting really mad at the traditional version unfortunately. I haven’t gotten the hang of traditional backgrounds. In the end, I should have also done it in Copic and not cheap pencil crayons 😫

Just some space friends! There is something so rewarding about traditional art. Yes, I can see the mistakes and the proportions are most likely off; yet, it doesn’t bother me? I wanted to also show these bonus drawings because nobody is perfect and I thought some of you might like to see some of my process. Being able to hold it in my hands is something I will never tire of, in a way it’s super rewarding. I keep all my art actually and sometimes I like the rough drafts more than the finished work 👀 Outlining artwork can actually ruin the charm every so often 😔 I do really love the final versions of these though!

Annnnnd the last bonus!! As you can tell the final version stayed pretty true to my sketches! I almost went with a more realistic look and made the symbols ‘stitched’ onto the skates. In the end it felt like it didn’t fit the rest of the drawing unless I wanted to add extra details to the clothing as well. The wings on Glimmer’s skates turned into ‘Shwings’ PLEASE tell me other people know what that is? I had a pair a few years ago and misplaced them. I was doing the rough draft and it popped into brain and I treated it as a joke at first, until I gave it a proper chance XD In the end I fell in love with it!!!