WATER YE DOEN HITHER.

Ahoy there! This is my secret stash whenever I have shipping feels about things -- namely in the form of fanart, fanfic, or other misc random babbles. But mostly embarrassing rambles. Bewarned, you are in a no-filter zone!

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My maraquan aisha! I’m so finally happy to have done something that I can do her character proud *U*

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My mega ultra chicken... it has evolved.

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intj-isfp interactions, continued

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Old-ish color pencil work, one of a render of my friend’s dog (curliehairboi on tumblr) and another is from wolf mountain.

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Art requests done! I have too much fun drawing other people’s pets... what is my life...

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for my rg ruki...I think I am just about done ;o; 

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Super old drawing that I never finished, and that makes me kind of sad bc does anybody even still care about this ship :( ..??

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I ended up coloring it anyway ;o; Inkroad’s pet, Margo.

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summery of isfp-intj interaction

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this one is for the Fe users...you guys I actually drew something. x

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Why is your Fi so strong?

Fi is the fantasy world, the inner realm of since the moment I have been aware of my own consciousness, I have devoted my life to building. For as long as I could remember, since I was old enough to string words into thoughts, and those thoughts became questions, problems to draw borders and mapping out my imaginary world. Defining and clarifying, discerning what is meaningful and important, what is worthy of valuation, refining and modifying the process of valuation, delineating my ideals of love and friendship and the human condition – all of this, gets integrated into the ego (Self), towards sculpting an “archetype” of me.

Imagine the outer world to be a clumpy mix of rocks and pebbles, all in these different shapes in sizes and arranged in no particular meaning or order. I have labored, with great care, to refine this mixture, running it through the sieve, again and again, until it becomes refined into sand, a texture so smooth it seamlessly flows and connects, until a new form can arise. Like some sort of Creator, I have given order to where there was disorder, imbuing and attributing meaning and importance to where there was none, under the critical, subjective lens of this sieve.

I am sure of my Fi-dom as I am sure of my own existence, because Fi is foundation to my existence I’ve built everything on, brick by brick, moulding and shaping it until it converges as close to my ideal. Like an image whose contours become clearer but never quite reaches completion, like a drawing/painting/concept that is never finished because I always have something new to add to it. I can’t separate the two – what is “me” and what is “Fi” because the two are integrally intertwixt with each other.  I am Fi, and Fi is me.

Even though there is no “true” phrase nor word that perfectly captures the process but Fi is probably the closest that can be constructed in words.

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Art for other people’s pets, Ixis in particular! It is hard to keep spending so long on drawings when the requester doesn’t even put it up?? Did they not like it or..?? I think I’ll just do sketches from now on... 

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he is secretly overflowing with love on the inside shh

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based on a thing that actually happened to me lolol

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Art for other people’s pets *U*

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Fanart of inkroad’s pet, Godric. you have no idea how cool you and your art are ok ;^;

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Somebody’s neopet, a faerie techo named Calabrys