Asha had dreams of becoming a princess than a king’s apprentice in the city of Rosas, but she wished that her grandfather’s wish would be granted to inspire others with creative and music. So when she made a wish upon a star, she was going to have her whole life upside down by the boy who was meant to be a star.
Magnifico, the King of Rosas, had always wanted to protect his people from any evil forces that dared to come into his kingdom. But when the strange magic had come in one fateful night, he was willing to do whatever it takes to protect this kingdom.
This story might show a hero who became a villain, while a villain who became a hero.
Despicable Me: The Mystery of the Black Knight (poster)
Behold, my friend had made a poster of my story! The Wilde Sisters, Dru, Balthazar Bratt, and the Minions will get more attention than just Gruxime (Gru and Maxime) before the Black Knight will be revealed in the future.
Monday, my therapist brought a huge bag of colourful marker pens that would go through the white paper and I got myself distracted by the colours and I ended up drawing Gru and Maxime instead of focusing on my session with my therapist. I did added my colour pens after the session was over and my therapist might have regretted that she brought them to me as we were supposed to create cards for me to help me cope with the stress I had in the house where I’m living
I know tomorrow would be the first Despicable Me movie's 15th anniversary so, a little debut to the main character himself in his iconic pose: FELONIOUS GRU!
"We are going to steal... Pause for effect... THE MOON!"
Happy 15th anniversary, Despicable Me! I made it early before the day comes. :')
I was busy with my favourite pride outfits that I was inspired to draw but wanted to wear one of them that is my favourite which is the second one, it’s completely stunning and I’m sure that Emily is definitely pansexual with that outfit
First one was credit to @shybiky (sorry I messed up the colour and added a little detail)
Second one was credit to tickiart from instagram (I love your outfit for Emily, it’s actually my favourite and I love the idea of Emily as pan)
I got an amazing surprise last night, an artist drew the first fanarts for "Soon We'll Be Up There" - my Vox centric Hazbin Hotel Fanfic : ). The artist wants to stay anonymous for now, they're a bit shy so let's definitely show them some support/love for their amazing work <3. I'll be posting each image on a separate post :).
The first one they did is based on Vox's outfit by the end of chapter 8 and in chapter 10 : ). They did an amazing job using the reference I provided on which suit I had chosen for him to wear for the chapters. Like, ahhh, look at him, he looks so vibrant, ahhh. And I just love what they did too with the hat <3! Thank you again amazing artist <3!!
Vox just loves to shine ;3.
Following are spoilers for those who haven't read chapter 10 and/or aren't much of a reader but want to know more about the context of this outfit. Do not read the next following if you don't want spoilers:
The suit was created by Velvette, the first one she had ever made for Vox : ). And in chapter 10, he had revealed to her how he always kept all the outfits she had made him, while Valentino and Angel are in the room. One of the few cut moments through the super angsty story, hahaha.
A snip of the interaction in chapter 10:
It was one she had worked tirelessly on for days in her early years in Hell - the crystals in particular had been difficult to obtain when she had little money or influence in Hell.
“That’s the first suit I ever made you,” she slowly pointed out.
Vox tugged at the hem of his jacket, straightening it into place. “Mhm. I still remember how you snuck up on me in the bathroom during that one ceremony before telling me how my fashion sense was as shitty as an old grandpa. Which, by the way, you were right. And thanks to you, I shined a hell of a lot brighter that night.”
His words came out so soft and it made her feel something stir in her chest as she continued to stare at the outfit she hadn’t seen since the night he wore it. And she couldn’t help but notice that there were no creases, wrinkles, or any defects on the fabric, vibrant as the day she had made it.
“You had it this whole time,” she said, her voice coming out thin when the realization settled in. “I… I thought you got rid of that one, like the rest of them.”
Vox’s pixelated eyebrows lifted with gentle amusement. “Oh, my silly princess,” he said with a warm, playful lit. “Of course I kept it. I’ve kept everything you’ve ever made me.”
