What are those flags in your pfp?
what are the flags in your pfp they look very pretty :) a bit more of an explanation on the right flag, it's kind of a mishmash of my diff
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Noah Kahan

Product Placement
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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The Stonewall Inn

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Claire Keane
trying on a metaphor
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What are those flags in your pfp?
what are the flags in your pfp they look very pretty :) a bit more of an explanation on the right flag, it's kind of a mishmash of my diff
New Design, Old Artstyle vs Old Design, New Artstyle
Citizens of Ponyville! We have graced your tiny village with our presence so that you might behold the real princess of the night!
She'll put you in trancesss
Anubis and his uncle, Set
Batch of random recents
A dragon my sib commissioned from me, redesigned/redrew three years later for their birthday!
Original design ↓
Batch of random recents
Fear me. Respect me. See me. // You could be happy. You could be loved.
"Her eyes. They were blue. The weirdest, creepiest blue Ruby had ever seen, far beyond the color of the sky. Like someone had bundled up the sky and immersed it in fire until it burned from the inside." - Escaping Peril, prologue
Metal Sonic :)))
YOU CAN'T RUN
his wings are clipped
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
- Caged Bird by Maya Angelou
Art of Maybug, a flamesilk dragon imprisoned in the factory during the early reign of Wasp. She spent the entirety of her adult life there and died within it's walls
aaaaargh my heart! Whyyyyy!!!
anyways here’s a short story about her because I love angst
After a long day, Maybug rests her head on her sore arms, minding her silk glands, irritated from over use. She shifts uncomfortably until she finds a position that both keeps her wrists off her rough stone platform and allows the cold chains around her neck and ankles to coil to the ground without scraping against her scales. She looks around at her neighbors, all settling down to sleep. A new flamesilk was brought in today. She stares at the cocoon sadly. The poor dragonet inside will emerge in a few days time, expecting exited family and friends and will instead be met with a cruel and unforgiving world she will be trapped in for the rest of her life. Maybug thinks of her own egg. Her sweet little dragonet who was ripped from her arms before she had time to get to know him. She wonders how he’s doing. He should be about seven years old now, she thinks. Dread pools in her stomach as she imagines her precious son emerging from his own cocoon all alone in this cold, damp cave, frightened and disoriented like she was the day she emerged. Would she even recognize him, she wonders, if he was brought here? If he was the unlucky dragonet who was to emerge from the cocoon in the corner in a few days time? She squeezes her eyes shut and hopes with all her might, prays to a god she doesn’t believe in that her beloved dragonet will not be a flamesilk. That he will live his life never knowing of the horrors his mother endures every day. A tear slips down her face. She wishes she could see him again. She longs for the crowds of her hive, the wide open skies she never got to fly in. More tears spill out of her closed eyes. ‘Please’ she begs silently. ‘Please let him be free, as I never could’
his wings are clipped
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
- Caged Bird by Maya Angelou
Art of Maybug, a flamesilk dragon imprisoned in the factory during the early reign of Wasp. She spent the entirety of her adult life there and died within it's walls
Got a copy of the Darkstalker GN and I had to draw her again
My new way of having fun @neetlez
Happy birthday!!!!
Another year, another art summary amiright?