#but ive been looking at her to long

[wisteriarain]

How many frills and bows can I put on her? All of them

[hinamie]

brighter days ahead

[vintrage]

fire cannot kill a dragon BITCH

[weaverofink]

when u name urself after ur fictional crush but your entire friend group also knows the reference

[crypticsketchpad]

anxiety doodles of varying quality!!!!!!!! because i love her. if that wasnt clear from my past two posts

+ individual drawings!

(the rare wubbox fit one is based on one of the designs from this post btw :])

[traitor-lord]

fairly certain this has been done before however im doing it anyway

[bunnieswithknives]

have you ever drawn anti cosmo and anti wanda? I think they would look really cool in your art style

You just reminded to finish this drawing I started forever ago, I doodles them right as I started watching the show but never got around to coloring them

[anemonet]

pro tip: you can always put the bugs in little outfits :thumbsup:

[medi-bee]

isat pokemon au, my liege?

my rambling in tags

[liquidstar]

<3

[aroaceleovaldez]

HoO is so funny to me when you actually think about the ages of all the characters. Octavian is 18. Percy and Annabeth are 16, almost 17. Reyna is presumably 16. Frank just turned 16, Jason’s about to turn 16. Leo and Piper are like 15. Hazel’s like 14 and a half, and Nico is 13.

The Death Sibs are both the youngest and oldest on the Argo II. Octavian is a college freshman getting into petty drama with a bunch of high schoolers. He gets told to shut up at one point by a random 8th grader. Everyone is scared of the 8th grader. We Sent A 13 Year Old To Superhell and he came back weirder, Just Like Middle School. TLH was just three high school sophomores being sent to do a task and it going Exactly Like You’d Expect. Percy’s the only demigod on the ship who can legally drive (though Reyna gets her drivers license at some point before TOA). What Is Happening.

[aether-weather]

SAGESUNE MIKU >:DDD

[3-aem]

i dont wanna draw gojo back again bc it feels like such a cop out for me even tho i know yall like it

that being said i really fumbled the art ball this weekend by getting distracted by every possible side quest….and i still wanna draw smth

[lucydoodlessometimes]

what once was in darkness, is totally different in the light...

"Courage in me" screenshot redraw ft. my personal ladybug redesign!

[senselessalchemist]

officially summer or something

[libraryspectre]

Allow me to ramble on the internet about my grandma again

I got much of my diy spirit from my maternal grandmother, who spent most of her time (that wasn't cooking, fishing, gardening, community service, or hunting) doing Art. This could be painting murals on any available surface, hot glueing old jewelry and seashells on things, making elaborate holiday decorations by painting plywood cutouts (cut by my grandfather), glueing ribbons and patches and rhinestones on denim jackets, and, once, making her entire front walkway into a genuinely gorgeous mosaic of broken tile.

The thing is, she didn't have many developed skills. She wasn't a particularly talented painter. But what she lacked in skill she made up for in sheer audacity and an eye for aesthetics, and most of the things she made ended up looking cool and fun/pretty, even if it wasn't my taste (she was VERY maximalist when it came to clothing especially, but I loved most of her painting and a lot of the decor.) She didn't have a lot of money and her materials were cheap - acrylic paint, plywood, garage sale trinkets and goodwill clothing. Tons and tons of hot glue. The corner of the garage where she worked was a wonderland to me, even though it was mostly things like costume jewelry and aquarium beads in old cottage cheese containers.

She was always enlisting me for help - I'd get excited when she told me to wear old clothes, because that meant we were painting. Her attitude was really good for me as a creative kid who struggled with perfectionism. She'd always tell me that if you mess up, you can just paint back over it! "Paint is cheap" was one of her favorite sayings. But the biggest lesson I took away from crafting with her was to customize, to stamp your identity on your surroundings, to take it into your hands to change anything in your environment you weren't happy with. Approach any art project with enough gumption and it will probably be AT LEAST fine - and you can almost always improve upon it in the future. In the meantime, at least it will be yours. And NEVER let yourself be bored when you could be creating.

I've gone down a lot of crafting avenues she never touched - she wasn't one for fiber arts, and I keep falling deeper into that rabbithole. But I've held on to that spirit of customization. I think of her often as I learn new ways to alter my clothes, stumbling blindly into embroidery and rudimentary sewing, bleach dying and fabric paint. I hate the landlord white of my apartment walls and dream of the day I can just paint on them anytime I want. I need to do at least a few seabirds in her honor.