#this took me almost 3 hs and is just an sketch...
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Another "Thank You" doodle! I'm not putting names: each one will know what they contributed to make me gather the courage to do this x)
#myart#predastar#tfp predaking#tfp starscream#maccadam#transformers fanart#shipping to the moon and back#legend says Windy draws art for this ship every leap year#jk jk its mostly because their designs make me want to foam from the mouth#I LOVE THEM THEY ARE PRETTY BUT WHY so hard to draw#this took me almost 3 hs and is just an sketch...#gotta color code this pairing with orange-y red filter#because i can see myself in the future doing it again and not wanting to color it pfff#good night i need to eat and keep working on zine artworks#king n commander#ifellinrobothellagain
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MEET NOEL ADRIAN SILVA !
(IN)CORRECT QUOTE
“ i’m way too sleep deprived to deal with your negativity right now ” - jake peralta or noel silve u tell me
BASIC
NAME: noel adrian silva NICKNAMES: nada AGE: 25 BIRTHDAY: december 23 SPECIES: he’s like 90% acrylic paint at this point GENDER: cismale PRONOUNS: he/him
FAMILY
MOTHER: biological , unknown FATHER: biological , unknown PARENTS: celeste & malachi “mal” silva who love him more than they love themselves FAMILY: v much chosen SIBLINGS: younger sister, 20-21 unnamed JUST IN CASE but super into music and v much a pain in his ass, actually came up in foster care together ; nicholas “nicky” silva , 5 , celeste and mal’s only biological son , kind of a miracle and the love of noel’s LIFE
PHYSIAL ATTRIBUTES
FACE CLAIM: tommy martinez RACE/ETHNICITY: venezuelan NATIONALITY: american HEIGHT: 6′2 WEIGHT: idk whatever a healthy bmi is BUILD: was once an athlete, hasn’t lifted a weight in 2 years HAIR: curly and in desperate need of a cut FACIAL HAIR: stubble, at the moment, will likely grow it out as winter comes HAIR COLOR: dark dark dark brown EYE COLOR: light brown SKIN COLOR: also light brown DOMINANT HAND: right ANOMALIES: freckles mostly on his shoulders and chest SCENT: patchouli and vanilla ACCENT: nada PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: nada LEARNING DISABILITIES: nada, just really bad at math ALLERGIES: peanut butter :( DISORDERS: nada FASHION: stripes! mismatched socks, cuffed jeans, knit sweaters, band merch, black denim, owns one (1) pair of overalls, beanies in the fall NERVOUS TICS: rubs his bottom lip in thought a lot QUIRKS: wears a broken watch, socks never match, almost always has paint on his fingertips, owns 38274 notebooks full of handwritten lyrics and has 3298427 untitled unsorted voicenotes of melodies he’s made up in his lil brain
LIFESTYLE
HOME ADDRESS: east side RESIDES: east side apartment BORN: west side of victoria RAISED: west side of victoria VEHICLE: 2015 toyota SOCCER MOM SUV PHONE: iphone x LAPTOP/COMPUTER: macbook air, massive desktop in his room PETS: orange tabby w 3 white paws and 1.5 ears named JIM
HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION: graduated COLLEGE EDUCATION: graduated but ... not quickly and not happily lol ... will be Going Back once he figures himself out MAJOR: business MINOR: music theory CAREER: currently works at a tattoo place on the west side EXPERIENCE: had odd jobs growing up, sold some artwork every now and then OTHER: dabbling w the thought of going back to school to be a hs music teacher
POLITICAL AFFILIATION: independent RELIGION: read a lot about wicca bc he thinks it’s ‘dope’ but doesn’t practice anything BELIEFS: WHOLLY believes in art for arts sake , ‘time is a manmade concept, an illusion’ DRUGS: eh, maybe once or twice SMOKES: gets high every sunday but cigarettes are GROSS ALCOHOL: occasionally DIET: literal black hole will consume anything
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: heteroromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual MARTIAL STATUS: *sweats* CHILDREN: absolutely not AVAILABILITY: loves love LOOKING FOR: a muse
LANGUAGES: english, spanish
PHOBIAS: heights HOBBIES: plays like 10 instruments including french horn, writing, painting, sketching, smoking, taking jim for walks TRAITS: + charismatic, kind, ardent, nurturing ; - kinda dumb sometimes, flaky, no sense of self SOCIAL MEDIA: instagram, tinder, snapchat, twitter, myspace still active
FAVOURITE
LOCATION: in front of a blank canvas SPORTS TEAM: ....... nah GAME: a bitch probably loves cards against humanity and actively plays any video game that isn’t grand theft auto MUSIC: indie pop, independent rappers, would DIE for j. cole SHOWS: community, bob’s burgers, great british bake off MOVIES: dazed and confused, remember the titans, everybody wants some FOOD: will literally eat anything but particularly likes his mom’s oatmeal cookies :\ BEVERAGE: chocolate milk :\ COLOR: forest green
CHARACTER
MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral ENNEAGRAM: four, the individualist ZODIAC: capricorn HOGWARTS HOUSE: hufflepuff TV TROPES: jake peralta, nick miller, SCOTT! MCCALL!!!! SONG: fuck, i’m lonely — lauv
IDEOLOGIES: it costs $0 to be a decent fucking human being, brad
INFO
grew up in foster care which really prevented him from having any sense of permanence. he bounced around a lot but never outside of victoria. his childhood was spent constantly sharing a room and not really knowing who he was or where he came from or if he’d ever ... know lol. was literally left on a doorstep on christmas eve, hence the name noel
was always a messy kid, always getting into something. never really any REAL trouble but he was a handful and no one seemed to want to adopt the bouncing kid who drew on walls and wouldn’t stop singing the fucking arthur theme song. he was fine with it, didn’t mind the company, didn’t really know anything else though
otherwise was fairly,... normal as a kid. was v average in school but excelled in creative arts, spent a lot of time in an after school program that allowed him to learn music and further his art skills
this is where he met celeste and mal, as they sort of ran this little non-profit after school program and boy oh boy did they love noel
they married young, very much in love, and they’d been trying for a while for a child but... unfortunately had too many problems conceiving. the only issue with adoption was they really just ... loved this noel but weren’t sure if they were ready to take a full on pre-teen into their home, being in their early 20s themselves
it took about three years ,... agonizing but ... worth it .. to be fully ready to adopt noel (and unnamed sister) and when he was 14 he moved to the east side and officially became a silva. they weren’t super wealthy, but they had more than enough and gave him everything he could’ve asked for. they’ve always been... nurturing and encouraging and despite the fact that noel doesn’t really know who he is at his core, he knows that he got patience and kindness from his parents
and they are ... his parents ... and he has nO desire to find his biological parents. like literally zero. he can figure himself on his own and as far as he’s concerned celeste and mal are mom and dad
anyway ... dude’s an artsy soul through and through. his first love was music but he’s... not the spotlight type, not a front man, literally retches at the thought of being on stage bc it lowkey frightens him so mostly he just writes music, plays it for the sake of relaxation
his second love is art. sketching, painting, most specifically: street art. he’s careful with it, though, considering he’d never want to put his parents through the STRESS of having a delinquent son
feels a lot of pressure to be something great because he’s ... just.... idk he has this fucking weird complex where he KNOWS he knows his parents love him but he kinda feels a need to prove that choosing him was The Right Choice
anyway he’s currently working at a tattoo shop, living his best life, considering going back to school and dreading it
it’s just really important that you know
that his socks?
they never match
thank you
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Senior Year so far (a blog by a dope)
If ur new to following my trashcan blog, and you happen to read this, 1. Hi, I love u. 2. I don’t keep a journal so I just blog here because...
Just like 4 things.
1. omfg my art is great but I have no one to share it with. It kinda bothers me how I’ve been drawing for over 16 years, and drawing everyday really makes a difference, and I love it. Even if I have a shitty idea, it turns out good. Hopefully I can take on some projects during school, but rn drawing and sketching is so enjoyable now... but doing music makes me sad in comparison because I’ve been doing it for a considerably less time, but I realize just practicing everyday at anything, even music for me which turns things on its head.
2. Being my annoying ass self kind of helps me succeed in in these past couple of weeks. Profs have to listen to me (e.g., Dr. C when I kept saying the right answer, then he said it was right, and I voiced that I was confused and he told me I was right lol). Also just relating to people, and using my impeccable social skills (as a person who has social anxiety, it is a paradox, I know... lol) I realized that the junior class has taken a liking to me. They’re friendly... my class for some reason was not like this resulting in me being friends with one girl in my class, and that’s because she told me her life story one night freshman year. Like I know too much about her, but I love her lol. Tbh, I’ve always known that letting go of pettiness opens doors, and that’s what I’ve done once again. It makes me happy (this is being petty towards people for no reason).
3. If my friend could stfu about our HS choir director. He was mad coz he ain’t taught him shit. We literally went to a school were hardly no one can afford voice lessons $20/week I think. I was fucking lucky that my parents paid for piano lessons, and I haven’t let them go to waste, but that’s how my school was. Mr. B taught music theory, and if you were fucking serious about becoming a music major, that’s the first thing you should take. Idk if he took that class, but he did teach efficiently for me to learn about Theory I and I’m certain I got an A in that class in college. It offends me to hear someone say that Mr. B ain’t taught nobody shit. As musicians, he opened doors for all those who knocked. If it weren’t for him among other factors, I wouldn’t even be able to follow in his footsteps. He couldn’t give us the world in music, but he opened the doors for those who knocked. My friend, did not knock lol.
4. In all my years of college, I’ve missed like... maybe... 2 assignments and still turned them in for credit. Tbh, most of the shit I ever missed was in theory coz I was too tired to complete the hw the night before (bad scheduling on my part. I could’ve spaced it out, but did it all in one night... or just flat out forgot about it lol). In other academics, however, I don’t think I’ve ever missed a date. Got late to class? Of course... I live fucking 20 minutes away unlike a 5-8 minute walk from the apartments to class so... but I digress. I’ve put every assignment in my phone, and with prof’s reminders from week to week I’ve been able to do assignments on time. It bother’s me how profs are like, “you need to keep a planner, stay organized” like... I know what I’m doing... i’ve been doing the same thing for almost four years and it hasn’t failed me yet. If you’re reading this (highly unlikely, but if you are), just do what works best for you. Profs talking about planners and writing shit down freaks me out if i’m honest...
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