#wool dreadlocks

[0h-s0-sarah]

[jumz2003]

"Irene turned a little hot when summer came."

[mellosdrawings]

The Princes

Ten years later. When marrying a Prince turns a Queen and a Servant into actual Royalties.

Because Vil deserves a real crown and Jamil deserves to be treated better.

NOW I'M GONNA RANT ABOUT MY CHARA DESIGNS CHOICES AND ALL THE DISCOVERIES I MADE WHILE LOOKING FOR REFS! If you only care about art and funny doodles, you can scroll down for a handful of slices of life.

(Don't worry if you can't read my notes, I'm repeating myself better right under this)

Leona

-Lion: As you may know, one of my grievances with Leona is how his hair doesn't look like an actual mane despite being a lion. While I don't want to stray too far from the canon design with the usual drawings, that's the occasion for me to have some fun with a future version. Give that lion a beard and voluminous hair!

-Hair: First, get those bangs out of his face. Despite Leona being very confident, he still has bangs covering his scarred eye. I wanted him to finally own the aspects of him that may be scary to others (his UM, his scar, etc). I actually went with bangs framing his face similar to the ones he had during his Overblot. I wasn't sure whether to give him dreadlocks or curly hair, but I ended up choosing the free curls decorated with some atebas and braids so that Vil could have more fun styling them.

-Eye: Thanks @aria-faye for the idea, I decided to have his eye gradually lose its capacities with time. From a headcanon that, while the eye wasn't directly touched by whatever attack scarred him, the process of healing still had an impact on it and he gradually lost sight in his left eye years after years.

-Body: Not giving him a dad bod (yet, maybe in another ten years), but definitely giving him more voluminous yet casual muscles. Practical muscles with a healthy dose of fat and tissues. Also giving him two full sleeves of tattoos because I decided he should have much more than just his lion tattoo.

-Clothes: Went full Maasai dressing and Kenyan fabrics and beadworks. If you're not familiar with it, please go check it out, it's GORGEOUS!! Crown is beadwork too. He also has one Arabic styled foot jewellery.

Jamil

-Hair: My first order was to remove his double-faced hairstyle and also remove his bangs from his eye. Make him confident enough to show his whole face. Unlike Leona and Vil, he doesn't really want a crown though (he still feels weird about becoming royalty) so instead he uses a braid as crown. Also gave him a little goatee because I like facial hair and Jafar has a beard too.

-Body: He grew up! While he didn't quite catch up with Leona and Vil, he is now closer to their sizes than before, sitting at around 180cm. He kept his breakdancer/martial artist lean muscles but developed a bit of shoulders.

-Clothes: Went full Arabic dressing and fabrics (once more, go check the fabrics, they are pieces of arts). I gave him floral motifs instead of his usual fire/snake motifs (though he does have a snake earring and a fangs necklace) to symbolise his rebirth/blooming. Like Leona, he has one piece of jewellery that is beadwork.

Vil

-Hair: Here it was a bit tricky. Considering Vil's work, he likely changes hairstyles a lot, going from long to short for his roles instead of his wants. So I leaned into the little things he could add to his hair despite their constant changes, mostly jewelleries, beadworks and wool decorations he stole from his husbands. He also cares a bit less about them looking perfect and is allowing himself to be more natural. He doesn't have any facial hair (yet), keeping a youthful appearance for as long as he can. In another ten years though, he might start looking more and more like his father, beard included.

-Clothes: For Leona and Jamil's mental states, the three of them most likely started living in Sunset Savanna so they wouldn't freeze to death. Vil is well traveled so he can handle most temperatures without trouble, and he is used to dressing up in the local get ups. Here I decided to give him both African dress and Arabic fabric, and likewise both beadwork and golden jewellery. I gave him crown and heart motifs so he can keep being himself despite borrowing a lot from his husbands.

There, I'm done rambling. Here's some doodles, followed by some random headcanons.

-Vil does his husbands hair every morning and keeps giving them more and more intricate hairstyles. He developed a whole haircare and beard-care products set for them.

-When Vil is away for a movie, Jamil keeps his hair mostly down save for a few accessories.

-Jamil and Falena get along surprisingly well (to Leona's despair). Vil gets along very well with Falena's wife.

-Jamil acts as a Scalding Sands ambassador and still is the one to care for Kalim when he comes to visit, though this time he's doing it because he wants to and not because he has to.

-Vil got used to his new title immediately but Jamil struggles with it a lot. He still has a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that he is no longer a servant.

-The servants at the palace love Jamil because he always makes their job easier.

-Leona finally decided to put his wits to good use and became Falena's advisor. He still fights a lot with Kifaji about the direction to take with the country, but he managed to make some of his ideas heard to help with the staggering inequalities in the country.

That's all for now!

[brights-place]

Hiiiii!! (๑>◡<๑) i was wondering if you would do a prince d x pop troll?(≧∀≦) thank you so much!

Prince D dating a POP! S/O

Pairings: Prince D X Reader

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Prince D is so cool man! plus the fact he is voiced by Anderson Paak is so cool! most of the characters are voiced by amazing artists and I love it so much! so here is some headcannons (๑-﹏-๑)

- You met Prince D with Cooper since you saw him escaping and told him you would come along since he was your best friend and you wanted to take care of him cause you also knew he was... diffrent - You would always tug Cooper away from any trouble but when you both passed out due to the dehydration well more like you on the brink of passing out and cooper being very dehydrated you looked up noticing a space ship that hovered above both of you - You woke up earlier then cooper eyes squinting when looking up seeing 3 trolls glancing at eachother and staring at cooper is body with you eyes wide seeing the trolls look exactly like cooper with long necks and some are quadrupeds instead of bipeds like all other Trolls their hair as wool-like dreads. Instead, their bodies are covered in Troll hair or fur like you and other pop trolls but that didn't make you scream loudly in shock making cooper open his eyes and looked up as you stood infront of cooper protectively as cooper looked at you and the three trolls like him - Your eyes met with a male who looked EXACTLY like Cooper but he had a more chilled, laid-back face yet his eyes were staring at yours. - The male has gold tinsel-like fur on his neck. He has shorter and thicker dreadlocks than Cooper, which appear to have rings of gold on them and also wears an earring on his left ear, which matches the one worn by the older looking male troll beside him.

- Your eyes shifted back to coopers who stood out beside you as you whispered to cooper to be careful - Yes you were a pop troll but you were actually cautious! unlike poppy your lovely queen well you loved poppy but that girl could NOT be cautious enough unless its a life or death situation. - You stood beside cooper the whole time who heard his whole past and how they were looking for him the whole time while your jaw dropped eyes wide when glancing at cooper before your hands went towards your hug time bracelet fiddling with it to calm your anxiety - "So... from what Im getting is that cooper is a whole diff genre. Okay cool cool my bestfriend is a funk troll! I need to breathe before I pass out" you muttered to yourself as cooper walked over to you and spoke "You good?" "Cooper I'm glad you found your family but im shocked how fine they are" you muttered sweat dropping as cooper laughed - His parents and brother found it hilarious before Prince D walked over to you "Thanks dude... you ain't to bad yourself" he said playfully nudging you making you laugh - As you two conversed and enjoyed hearing the story more about funk troll you mainly focused on Prince D who is normally amiable and chill. - You notice He is welcoming to other Trolls but is reluctant to trust them unless he gets to know them, especially the Pop Trolls which was well you he was kind of wary but smiled. - You seemed to smile when you noticed he considers himself to be Hip hop rather than just Funk, and accepted Cooper considering himself both Pop and Funk after Cooper said that one doesn't have to be just one thing. - He's also an encouraging guy, as he is the first to invigorate Cooper to make music, supporting him by making his own tunes as well. - You asked to hear some samples of funk and hiphop which they gladly showed you which you enjoyed and every now and then doing small dancing knowing since you were in a new environment it would be hard to not be judged for... your music and dancing - But when you watch funk trolls dancing it was adapted to fit with their body type which involved a lot of footwork! with quadrupedal ones taking advantage of having four feet over most Trolls' two. They also move their neck and head a lot in conjunction with this, and bend or swing it to the beat, which is another physical trait other Troll Tribes don't have. - You loved how amazing funk was but you enjoyed pop more but you knew the history of what pop trolls had done so you didn't bother at all - But when Queen essence and King Quincy asked for you and cooper to show some Pop music. You noticed how cooper cheered but how prince D nodded his head smiling as you glanced towards cooper who turned to you quickly as you spoke "I know that look- No! No Cooper don't you dare- YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVEEEE!" You screamed trying to runaway as Cooper chased you around shouting "YOU CANNOT RUNNN!"

- And there you stood infront of the three who sat down as Cooper held you up and placed you down as you were red in embarrassment but couldn't help but turn even redder when hearing Prince D is laugh - You sighed before glancing at cooper who started making a beat with his foot which you started to join in adding your fingers snapping together - Soon you started having a smile stretch on your face as you satretd to sing with Cooper you both dancing and tewirling as you started to have fun while singing as you cheered when you finished singing as you threw glitter in the air out of nowhere before pausing when realizing you threw it and panicked apologizing to them ebfore noticing prince D had some glitter on his face - You panicked apologizing to them and ran over to wipe off the glitter from prince d is face unaware you were cupping his and were too close King Quincy and Queen Essence glanced at each other with pursed lips as Cooper laughed at your panicked state - You two realized you were close making you both flush as you both apologized quickly to each other you now standing beside cooper glancing up to cooper who giggled at your face "Your red like red velvet cupcakes!" "You literally poop out red velvet cupcakes" you muttered rolling your eyes chuckling - When Poppy and Branch came up the space ship you were standing beside Prince D and Cooper before poppy screamed your nickname loudly and tackled you to the floor as you hugged her back tightly and fist bumping branch - You were staring at Prince D and cooper laughing making you giggle slightly at the two be - When poppy started to talk about uniting all trolls together you glanced over to Prince D who shook his head letting out a sigh as you placed a hand on his back(?) to comfort him - When they were sent off you made sure to stay beside cooper you wanted to help your best friend and his family - You soon joined Prince D on his hover DJ set before the lights were cut out - After the whole world tour situation it was silent and you looked to the floor with no colour as you slowly raised a hand clutching your heart as you turned to Cooper and Prince D who were making music with you soon joining in making Cooper smile more and Prince D glance towards you two - You two smiling towards eachother adding more beats with all the other trolls joining in - You and Prince D were dancing together vibing with the music smiling as you glanced towards Prince D who was singing with his mother before singing with you making you laugh - You and Prince D soon gotten closer after awhile - when you two hangout you lay against him when your both just sitting down playing with his hair out of boredom and sometimes adding some colorful beads beside the golden rings on his dreads - You like hearing the random beats he makes or snippets of some songs of hiphop and enjoy staring at him - After awhile you two were developing feelings for eachother which was very hard for Cooper to deal with cause well he tried so hard not to burst out the secret of you two liking eachother even though it was very difficult for him cause he finds it confusing how oblivious you were - You would scrapbook beside him if he is busy and would show off your works to him. He enjoys how you explain how your dya went with your scrapbook - If he finds any cool stickers that you would like he would get them and hand them to you for your next scrapbook which surprisingly enough was a scrapbook of you two hanging out with each other and sometimes cuddling

- Prince D enjoys your small blush and cute noises when he stares at you with a soft smile - You end up visiting eachother alot and when you went to visit cooper he asked you out on date as you stared at him turning around screaming and turning back to him nodding "I would like that!" "Cool its a date" - You started shaking cooper when he was mid-conversation with his mother as you squealed as Queen Essence giggled "He finally asked?" - You have a good connection with the Funk troll royal family -  It's known pop Troll is extremely happy, strives happiness and seeks fun above all things which is so like you but its also true that they are prone to absolute panic when things go wrong, often overreacting in a comical way and that what was going on right now you panicking for the fact that you messed up playing an song or you messing up a dance move - The Pop Trolls have a holiday for every day of the year, meaning they are constantly having one party or another. So you would always invite him to ones that you know he'd enjoy! - When you started to get too close almost seeing around each other with you smiling around him and clinging to his side as you blabbered away as he listened nodding his head - when someone gets the Cool laid back prince D jealous you giggle because he likes to look away with a slight blush with a pout on his lip if you point out - You love to make up some little dances that follow along to Prince D's beats just to get him to snort-laugh and smile at your shenanigans. - You and Darnell went on dates pretty often you already hung out constantly but you two had actual dates 2-3 times a week! - even if your diffrent trolls he cares for you ALOT your his partner after all Pop, Rock, Country, etc etc! he doesn't care he loves you for you

reblogs + comments are appreciated ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

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[starry-nights12]

Whenever Jinx fought the Firelights she didn't want to hurt Ekko. She especially didn't want to kill him.

Instead, she made a doll of him in his Firelight get-up. She would throw the doll, stomp on it, stab it, or even shoot it to let her anger and frustration out.

Now that they've reconciled and are friends again, she remade the Ekko doll.

His hair is made from thick, white wools of yarn. His hourglass symbol was etched onto a bullet casing for his dreadlock cuff.

She sewed brown buttons for his eyes. She painted his face paint and used a marker for his smile. She drew his symbol on his apron with two blue and pink hearts.

It sits on her bed and she likes snuggling with it at night while she goes to sleep. She also has some polaroids on her dresser where she drew hearts around him.

----

Rock music lightly played on her record player.

Jinx sat on her bed and leaned against the headboard and ate fruit chews. She held the doll up while she admires her handy work.

"You're so cute. It's nice to finally say that to you." Her finger twirled around its hair.

"Although, the real guy is better. His eyes are beautiful. You're just a mini version of him. A mini Ekko...little man..." She gasped softly. "A mini man!" She beamed and then giggled.

"He's really cool. He's so smart and nice to me." She simpered at the thought of her best friend.

"He's also pretty and dreamy and handsome. I want us to be boyfriend-girlfriend type of friends. But he's my friend-friend. So, I can't really tell him all this." She repeatedly tossed the doll in the air and caught it.

"Mylo keeps teasing me, Claggor and Vander hardly say anything," She stopped tossing the doll.

"Silco hates Ekko. He loves me but he thinks I'm wasting my time..." A frown appeared as she stared at her lap.

I made the right choice, right? Coming here. He asked me to stay. He wanted me to.

I was just tired of being alone. I just wanted a friend and I missed him a whole lot.

"Things can be different."

"We won't know if things can turn out better if we don't try,"

That's what he said. Everything's been going great so far. I want to believe him but-

She scoffed softly and shook her head. This wasn't about them now. She was having a little fun before her downer thoughts crept into her brain.

"Sorry about that," She smiled sheepishly. "But anyway, you're nice. You're like the regular Ekko only that you don't talk. Your likeness is almost the same but not quite,"

She cracked a grin and held its stubby arm. "For starters, I can't replicate those biceps. Regular Ekko is a total hunk. I mean,hubba hubba!" She giggled, tossing the toy in the air.

She nearly dropped it when she heard a knock. "Hey, Jinx. You got a minute?"

Ekko.

Her heart wanted to sprout wings and flutter out of her chest. It wanted to meet face-to-face with the person responsible for causing it to feel this way.

Even though it was perfectly fine, she smoothed her hand over her hair. She wanted to make it neat just in case.

"I got hours!" She called. "I gotta go, mini man. The real one is here." She whispered. She adjusted the orange scarf around its neck and then kissed its cheek.

She hid the doll in the closet and then hid the polaroids in her nightstand drawer. She scanned her room to double-check for any missed Ekko-related memorabilia.

If that bomb didn't kill her, the embarrassment of him ever finding out about these things will surely finish her off.

She curtly nodded to herself when everything was cleared then opened the door.

"Got hours?" He chuckled heartily. "I like that. That's really good."

"Hm. Well, when you hang around a loser who has a magic stopwatch and makes time puns then it starts to rub off on ya." She smirked.

UPDATE: Read on AO3!

[conkreetmonkey]

Ok, so I'm still working on my Splatoon Urchin hcs regarding Spyke for that fanfiction I'm going to write, and I think I had something of a breakthrough yesterday. The bulk of this text is copy/pasted from a Discord message, and then edited to not be as messy.

These hcs also, I think, apply to Toguni for the time being (maybe I'll tweak them later, idk).

If you want to hear my worldbuilding ramble, check under the cut! Fair warning, though, it's a LONG one.

New hc is as follows:

Urchins, or at least Spyke's subspecies/type of Urchin, are supposed to use their own spines to extract super sea snails from their shells (as supplementary materials mention), but Spyke never learned how due to (my version of him) being orphaned at a very young age, which is why he uses a screwdriver. It's just a jury-rigged solution he figured out as a kid and never stopped doing, and if any other Urchin ever saw his "methods" in action, they'd probably be weirded out. It's like he's hammering nails with the side of a big wrench; yeah, it *works*, but it's inefficient, sloppy, and looks really stupid, especially when the proper tool is right there on his head.

This is why his "hair" is so big and long, and (if I'm not mistaken) seems to grow bigger with every game. You're supposed to either keep your spines trimmed (you can cut them to length and then sharpen the ends), or routinely pluck them out to use as tools (which is painless and non-damaging, like with porcupine quills). Spyke, out of pure ignorance, has never deliberately removed one of his own spines. The majority have been there since childhood, and he hasn't lost one in years because, after being left for so, so long, they've long since overgrown to the point of becoming extremely hard and brittle, and at this point they'd be very difficult and probably painful to remove. Urchin spines, including his, are usually supposed to be somewhat flexible like a plastic ruler, but his are rock solid because his body just keeps depositing more and more calcium into them, like he's one of those animals with horns, hooves or teeth that never stop growing and are intended to be regularly worn down. Not even "wild" pre-civilization but post-evolution Urchins tended to look like that, because the vast majority figured out it was useful and painless to pluck them out for use as tools, and they just need to be there and be pointy to serve as a defense mechanism.

Spyke is the Urchin equivalent of a human who has never cut, brushed or washed their hair, and now has a thirty-pound, butt-length mop of matted dreadlocks making up most of their silhouette. He could also be compared to an escaped sheep that goes years without shearing, except instead of wool it's sharpened railroad spikes.

His overgrown scalp is dangerous to others, incredibly impractical, make it impossible to wear certain types of clothing, and are heavy. Anyone else suddenly saddled with his burden wouldn't be able to keep their head up straight and would be poking out eyeballs left and right, but Spyke is just used to it. He's had decades to adapt, and people usually avoid it pretty well anyway, if they're even tall enough to walk into it. Urchins are very scarce in Inkadia (think white people in modern-day Japan, lol), so most lifelong residents assume Spyke is a normal representative of his very diverse species. To another Urchin, however, he's a Ripley's-level freak.

At this point, Spyke's spines are so firmly rooted and hard that a "haircut" would require clamps, pliers and an angle grinder, and would likely take hours, if not days, to complete. It might even be worth televising, although he'd hate that. At this point, realistically, they all just need ripped out so new ones can grow. It would probably hurt and involve some mild blood. Spyke doesn't even know what his shell looks like under there.

I have more headcanons about how Urchin spines work, but that's about it so far as they apply to Spyke. I'll probably make that its own post later.

Please feel free to send me questions/thoughts!! I'm always down to play tuoys.

[illogicalnordictales]

Quotes part 16.

Read it and weep.

Y’know, for as often as people eat at prison, you’d think that there’d be a loyalty program.

In theory, Medusa has dreadlocks.

What’s your favorite vegetable? Mine’s Stephen Hawking.

I survived off marijuana.

See, I don’t understand how you can look like Clark Kent with your glasses on, but the moment you take them off, you look like a Great Value steel wool.

[k00242882]

Publication Workshop.

I did this workshop on Monday and Tuesday,

It was very interesting and enjoyable.

I wanted to do it to learn more about layers .

I did learn about layers and how I will use it going forward with my work.

I use the line drawing that I did in Elaines class.

Old dreadlock for textured image.

Old wool that I bought ages ago in a charity shop.

Got a piece of fabric off my class mate.

The idea behind this is, the sounds in the summertime are like music so I used a musical note as one part of the swing.

The opposite side of the image is without the music,

[hopelessly-dizzy]

Our Modi. He's a Bergamasco Sheepdog. He's ginormous. Bergamascos have three types of hair: dog, wool, and goat. They intertwine and felt into what is called flocks. As they grow, we separate them so they become large, flat dreadlocks.

[firespirited]

I wasn't able to do what I wanted today but still very pleased.

Yesterday Lily needed an emergency close trim so we could find out if she had splinters or something in her legs and feet (she gets dreadlocks overnight if we don't get her fully dry after a walk in dew or puddles) as she started limping at the end of yesterday's walk, we were crossing a car park and she suddenly slowed down and was keeping weight off one leg. Turns out she has a slight tendinitis above the little nubbin above the front paw, slightly swollen and pink - she's not in pain but we've decided to carry her downstairs to the front lawn instead of walks until the swelling goes down. The trim was delicate work so that set off the neck. The carrying counts towards 'total shoulder use' for the day so no crochet for a while.

+Managed to locate some lost doll eyes which have now been moved to the "eye" zipper bag. Thought i just had the one set but there are two and also some lovely 10mm dark brown eyes for the mermaze whenever I get around to that. it's funny how distressing losing things can be like part of you has decided to drive the other part slightly mad. What a relief!

+My favourite winter trousers are made of wool, by the time I realised they were great and worth getting twice, they'd sold out and I've never seen anything like them again. Over time they got small holes and were partially threadbare at the crotch where you get chub rub. I was thinking about maybe patching them but rethought it after realising they're saggy enough that rehemming the crotch down the legs about 12cm on either side with a slight diagonal at the end to fade into the original hem would be good. It's nice and tough and seamless. 👌

+Compromised on a chore I couldn't complete: Instead of trying all my t-shirts at once, I've been wearing each one at night and deciding if they're too loose. Put them in the wash after. Gradually putting all the too oversized ones to the right of my lil closet regardless of sentimental value. They served me well, they don't fit anymore. Thank you, goodbye (well my sister might claim a few, there's a v neck that looks like nurse Chappelle from Star Trek TOS I'll miss that one).

+End of year hobby or accomplishment 'assessments' always annoy me to bits at first, I start getting miserable and grouchy and then pick up as soon as I actually get down to concrete stuff not the "woulda coulda shouldas". I got the big grumble out of my system and noticed that may-june was the turning point of accepting new limitations and deciding to enjoy gunky bundles of dolls even if I don't customize them all, even if it takes more patience and smaller batches of cleanup. A former client also used the reroot kit i made her to learn, starting with a unravelled yarn I sent and has been doing gorgeous work since. She has such great taste, I did love working for her.

+I've accepted that intracommunity fraud and abuse has always been a problem instead of just being super disappointed in the past 3 or 4 activists with dirty secrets. Unlearning hierarchies and building judgement-free safety nets like community funds, places to stay etc has to be part of the way forward or else people look for leadership or feel they have no-one to turn to and get 'saved' by folks with dodgy intentions. That means fighting for secular, inclusive, accessible shelters and resources even for annoying freaky obnoxious overly needy people. It means rejecting charismatic leaders in favour of committee based decision making even if it's slower and looks less decisive to the centrists. These are patterns of thinking ingrained from childhood in how we think about organising or spirituality or even hobbies.

No we don't need a queen bee. It might take us a few votes to get there but we *will* make decisions by consensus - without pastors/presidents because leadership in western culture is not remotely about serving the people in the actual practice. If I can find a way to communicate one political principle next year it'll be the importance of decentralised work. Little people doing big things slowly not saviours who do some big magic. Every health inspector, every school board member making sure the new building is wheelchair accessible and not built with junk materials. The people making sure medical books include symptoms on black skin. The people who fight to get a piece of road a new speed limit or traffic lights. That sort of 'small' work that saves lives.

+I've had to put off the flu vaccine due to an immune drop. I'd been waffling as I don't have a huge amount of contacts... but as soon as small wounds start healing normally, I'm getting my carer to take me to the pharmacy. Can't trust my neighbours or carer. That's one solid decision made.

+Sis requested that I decorate the Christmas tree as she's not been well but it really matters to her. I asked if I could do just white and silver on the dark green plastic tree - was told that's "not festive or fun" but I asked that she at least see it first. I worked on the settee with the 1m tree beside me so I wouldn't have to use my shoulders (i dumpster dived and scrubbed it in January, it's the biggest we've ever had since childhood. I got sis a mini tree that would move with us instead.). It turned out 'classy' and 'surprisingly very pretty'. 😁😎😘

+I need to find warm boots. Not sure how to go about it as the ones from the same brand as the shoes are sold out and the order cancelled. I'm going to try second hand and keep looking at men's hiking and snow shoes as they'll have the width and flat soles needed. Still no way of getting to an actual thrift or shoe store. I've donated several pairs of lovely but not right for my posture boots and hope they found good homes.

+Another resolution is to take any guilt i feel from donation request posts and go look at how they're living before I spiral. This isn't about my general circle here on tumblr. You all are doing the mostest on so little.

But in april when that youtuber did a donation drive, there had just been a couple of other people asking for money and i'd felt really awful. Then later i'd actually clicked the full link and the ask was more than I live off for months, people living way above their means, people not thinking to put their fun money aside for their pet's inevitable needs. This spring Lily wasn't doing great and I was considering how to proceed when she's gone: If I have the savings and energy necessary to properly care for a dog. At the time I was unable to carry her to go outside when she struggled with stairs and the vet bills for a full x-ray to dx arthritis and pain meds were double what they were just 3 years ago for Ginger.

I don't know how to work it into a routine but I'm done being guilted by people who don't think a pet comes with expenses or who take a trip or spend massively instead of having even a tiny cushion for the next emergency. Of course I don't mean people living from paycheck to paycheck, disabled folks who can't have savings, let alone 'no treats ever, no avocado toast' but we're not talking about a roommate running out on the rent or a medical emergency just terrible financial literacy and aggressive demands for help. Worst was one person got sick from a convention where they partied unmasked, travelled unmasked then weren't able to do a gig job they'd planned to pay it off because they were on credit the whole time and then were like "I'm multiply marginalised you all owe me and it's your fault my pets will die" but worded cleverly enough to get past my defenses and red flags until a careful re-read of surrounding context. 😬

I've gotten high on the relative safety of the past few years, mostly emotional safety and free healthcare safety and forgotten that this is a very carefully curated safety by living frugal in maladaptive ways so when the washing machine dies it's not the apocalypse it's just a lot of extra work. I don't want to be the asshole that says learn to spend better. But maybe I'm not the asshole for dismissing your post when you're asking someone who you wouldn't ask if you had any idea.

[nvcl3arbvtt3rfly]

[inamindfarfaraway]

My Bluey OC

Name

Whitney Ward.

Gender

Female.

Breed

Komondor.

Appearance

Whitney is a tall, chubby Komondor puppy with great natural strength, brown eyes, and soft, pure white fur grown out long and matted into her breed’s iconic dense dreadlocks. She wears decorative gold rings on the ones on her head and a black cord necklace with a red chewable bone-shaped pendant. Being autistic and nonverbal, she communicates through sounds, body language and typing and clicking pictures on an AAC app on her tablet, which has a red case; she can take time to find the right words, both in her head and on her tablet’s system. She may also wear red noise-cancelling headphones to cope with her hypersensitive hearing.

Age

Seven.

Backstory

Her mother Opal holds a senior position in a sewage treatment plant. Her father Sugar is a speech therapist who’s worked part-time primarily online from home since Whitney was born. They’re both deeply loving and do their best to provide her with a safe, comfortable physical and emotional environment that she can thrive in. The family uses a lot of shorthands to help Whitney get her points across easier.

For the last year and a half, she was in the special needs class of a local normal school. She was insufficiently accommodated, bullied and unfairly blamed by teachers there. When her parents realized what was going on, they were horrified and transferred her to Glasshouse Primary School. She’s doing much better there and has made new friends in Calypso’s class. Sugar and Opal are debating moving in the future to be closer to the school and its other students’ neighbourhood, but don’t want the massive change to distress Whitney, guilty about letting her suffer so much already.

Personality

Whitney is patient, observant, thoughtful and careful. She’s had to learn to be, with her developmental delays in speech and to an extent mental processing and reading usually making her take longer to do things than her peers. At her old school, she was left out and behind a lot and got used to entertaining herself. She’s analytically, strategically intelligent, but doesn’t do well academically. She has a strong sense of justice and believes that doing a bad thing always deserves punishment, struggling to apply this concept with nuance and in degrees. She prefers to wait, think carefully and try to look at the bigger picture and disapproves of others acting rashly. But once she’s sure she’s assessed a situation correctly, she will be very confident, stubborn and even self-righteous in her course of action.

She likes rules and is highly organized and dutiful. She genuinely doesn’t understand mischief, how getting in trouble or annoying adults, outside of mild teasing in contexts known to be completely safe like her family dynamic, could be fun. It certainly wasn’t at her old school, and she wasn’t even doing it on purpose. She spends most of her time and energy just trying to do things right. She has an instinctive respect for and trust in authority figures and institutions. After all, people wouldn’t be in charge for bad reasons, would they? That would mean that the whole system worked badly! And that would be stupid. This is part of why it took so long for her parents to figure out that her old school was one such bad system - Whitney assumed her teachers were right about her deserving her treatment and didn’t want to complain, on top of communication being practically difficult. Now she’s slowly building up her sense of unconditional self-worth and beginning to understand that adults can be downright wrong and cruel.

Her special interests are the Caprinae subfamily of sheep and goats, water supply systems and the properties and care of all different types of dog fur, inspired by wool and the Komondor breed’s often remarked-upon unique fur. She loves to watch herds of sheep and a fluffy toy Suffolk sheep called Cotton is her comfort object. The textures of wool and many other types of hair are extremely pleasant to her. She loves to play hairdresser, sheepdog, security guard and army. She stims by fiddling with her hair and even hides her face in her cords when anxious or upset. She’s also in the habit of lightly flicking and slapping people with them, either playfully as a physical form of teasing or to make them leave her alone or respect her personal space, especially if she’s stressed. She’s starting to pick up a hobby of photography too, taking pictures with her tablet.

She’s very protective of her friends, afraid of losing them after finally getting them, and possessions, and concern for them is basically the only thing besides fear and pain that can make her be impulsive and careless. She doesn’t like sharing her things. As words can be hard for her, she prefers to express her care through actions. Her good friends are Honey, Jack, Rusty and Mackenzie. She likes Bluey, Snickers and Coco, but their energy can be overwhelming and hard to keep up with sometimes.

Other Notes

She likes to playfight with her parents and friends. She’s occasionally too rough and is working on identifying cues that the other person isn’t having fun anymore. 

She has a restricted diet and strong sensitivity to mouthfeel. She mainly eats rice, bread, pasta, noodles, meat and seafood, dislikes spice and sourness and has vitamins more than vegetables. She likes chewy foods and her favourite foods are beef jerky and Choo Choo Bars, as chewing is one of her stims (she used to chew her dreadlocks before getting her necklace). Sugar, befitting his name, loves sweet flavours and eats more confectionery than her.

One Ward family shorthand is “sewage treatment” or ST for a difficult, even downright unpleasant, but necessary and ultimately beneficial task, based on Opal explaining her work and its importance to Whitney. The parents doing housework? ST. Whitney learning a hard new word on her AAC app that will help her express herself better? ST. Her meeting neurotypical social norms like eye contact or not stimming or using sensory accommodations? Not ST. If there’s no good reason behind it, if it doesn’t help anybody, if it’s painful or too uncomfortable or draining to worth Whitney’s while, it is just sewage. That means it needs to be avoided for the sake of her health. Her parents are strong advocates of every child being taught and enabled to recognize the difference between ST and sewage types of demands made of them, particularly those who are communication-impaired and therefore easy to bully and take advantage of. 

Her interschool buddy in Mia and Captain’s class is a twelve-year-old Yorkshire Terrier girl named Claire. Claire is kind, generous, extroverted, optimistic, fearless and talkative. She’s used to her small size not always being accommodated for, and has even been teased for it, so she’s fiercely protective of her little buddy (who happens to be physically bigger than her). Whitney likes to listen to her talk and stroke her silky fur.

Red is her favourite colour. As she grows older and more mature, she takes to wearing the fur cords on her head up in a ponytail in a red scrunchie.

[paintedpawz]

REDRAW TIME! I have a considerable amount of cult of the lamb in my sketchbook from when I first started playing last summer, and as you know, when I get hyperfixated on a new game/fandom... I've GOT to make an OC for that world!

Now, I already made a character sheet for my boy.. however, I needed to change the design quite a bit as I wasn't happy with any of it. :D Plus I actually improved quite a bit at drawing Furry stuff I'd say! Plus purple is my favorite color. <3

Anyways, this is Shep Woolson Lockehorn! 12th son of long line of swords in their family, trained under Kudai.. now a chosen one saved from death themselves. Prefers a battle of the mind than being physical... being born with one arm and all. He's experiment with a few prosthetics, but nowadays if he needs an extra hand, the powers of the crown shifts into whatever he needs. He's gotten so in-sync with the dark powers now, that the crown now shifts into weapons instantly as soon as Shep enters the fray!

Another key detail is that this lamb is quite particular about their hair. Dreadlocks need their maintenance too ya know, but he also keeps it long to hide the scar that hides a pretty gruesome secret. I wouldn't sneak behind him anytime soon. Though, his uh "secret weapon" only opens when his he's getting overwhelmed in a fight. So the crown takes over from there and basically absorbs the threat like a black hole.

(Details for those who can't see the image: Drawing of an anthropomorphic sheep, on the left he looks curious/concerned about something off screen. He has long, light charcoal colored dreads/curls into a tied back half-way bun. Long, red horns that curve slightly, yellow eyes, purple wool with a slight chubby build. His faced has red freckles, a dark brown 'mask' over his eyes and slight buck teeth. The right side shows he's gone through an immense amount of trauma to his body. His legs, covered in bandages are holding his uneven legs steady due to them being broken in the past, and never healed properly. Still chubby, but a little muscular in there as well. He's got a curly goatee and physical signs that he's aged physically to a point, but stopped. Much shorter horns, as if they were sawed off. Shorter hair as well, a torn left ear, and the iconic red crown. End description.)

[fuzzimutt]

Tommi fursona plush for TommiCat! He was born quite some time ago (2019!) and has been on many adventures. :3 He's even come back for a little refurbish spa day.

The deets:

Standard FuzziPlush teddy-shape, you know the drill. PVC pellets in the feet for balance.

Embroidered eyes, but beans and pawbs are appliqued soft fleece this time! Being so tiny, this was quite a task, lol.

Sits about 9" (22cm) tall. Tommi's tail is extra, extra long like the actual character.

Made from soft polyester fleece in a VIBRANTTTT color.

Them dreadlocks, tho! He is the second plush to feature hand-felted [acrylic blend] wool locs. Beads from my corvid-mode random collection whose origins I've forgotten.

The studdy collar was made by me from some neat trim, fastens with velcro. The cute flower was a found accessory, but very perfectly Tommi.

I make fursona Fuzzies on a commission basis (mostly open only at cons), but it has been quite some time thanks to various factors. I am actually still experimenting with new plush types and shapes, just... not very fast these days.

[citymousesd]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Hand Crafted Chunky Crocheted Beanie with Yellow Flower.