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[mydalatantalio]

Princesa Glow de Luna Brillante

@sobrevivientedeships pa que opines como experta del Glimbow jsjsjs

[mydalatantalio]

Glimmer, Reina de Luna Brillante

[mydalatantalio]

King of Bright Moon

[tippenfunkaport]

For the @fluff-cember prompt Snowflake

[sobrevivientedeships]

Extraño dibujar Glimbow.

[tippenfunkaport]

It's Not Me, It's You

It's time for the @spopbigbang and I'm so excited to finally share this Musician AU that has been rotating around in my head for years.

Art by mattmikemodraws

Catra's new album is perfect, the culmination of everything she's learned as a producer, optimized for maximum buzz so that Grammy is all but hers. Fame is a game, one she happens to be very good at, and letting the music take the spotlight means no one can hurt the woman behind the mask. At least until a fluke makes the wrong song trend and Catra's alter ego gets sucked into her best friend's tabloid drama. Forget her careful plans, now all her award hopes are tied up in a fallen pop princess, a washed up country star and the straight girl who broke her heart. Adora's not straight. Like, not at all. And it's not like she's closeted so much as... hiding from her entire life by crashing on her buddy Bow's couch. But Bow's career is stalled out and, without a hit, they'll both have to go back home and face the lives they ran away from. Well, unless Adora calls in THAT favor, the one from her childhood best friend / gay awakening, the woman no one else knows is the mastermind behind Kit-E's string of hits. A collaboration with Catra could give them the hit they need, but when the song thrusts them all into the spotlight, old feelings and fame collide. Will they all find a way to make beautiful music together?

aka Music Industry AU where Catra's a DJ turned producer, Glimmer's a fallen pop princess, Bow's a country singer and Adora's his manager

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Yessssssss

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Entrapta para todos!

[enigm17a]

I wanted to do a few things that bring me joy in 2025 (to fight the overwhelming dread that is the daily assault on our democracy). One of those things is this being more active in this fandom. I haven't written anything since 2022 and @sherabigbang gave me the inspiration to write again. I wrote a silly and entertaining one shot that I hope you enjoy. I am excited to be partnering with @mooonchan to bring a moment from the fic to light! We'll be posting "she’s a ten but she dating you without your knowledge" on May 15th. This AU will answer the question, how far will you go to get out of being set up by your friends and how long does a camp crush last. Enjoy the little preview below: *** “Sure, yep, I’m dating someone behind your back.” Adora was clearly being sarcastic. She had no ability to lie. If she was seeing someone, Glimmer and Bow would be one the very first people to know. But Glimmer didn’t seem to read that she wasn’t being serious.

“Wait, who?!” 

Adora rolled her eyes. 

“It all makes sense! Why else would you be so weird about being set up?”

“Is weird your new favorite word?”

Glimmer put her hand on Adora’s shoulder, her posture contrite. “You can tell us, Dor. Are you seeing someone? It’s okay, I won’t be upset. I get it, new relationships can be tricky. I was afraid to tell anyone when Bow and I started dating.”

Adora tried not to make a face. Everyone knew when the two of them started dating. They’d been circling each other for months, each complaining to Adora about their unrequited crush. The morning after they finally hooked up, the whole coffee shop knew, even their customers. But Adora wasn’t going to correct her. Glimmer had been oblivious then and continued to be, even now. Maybe it was easier to tell Glimmer what she wanted to hear.

“Okay fine. Yep. I’m dating someone. It’s new. I wasn’t ready to talk to you about it.” Adora twirled her hair nervously, was Glimmer actually buying this!? She looked away and locked eyes with Bow. He was fluent in sarcasm and he could read her very easily. He squinted his eyebrows in disbelief. Was she busted already? She looked back at Glimmer who was clapping and jumping up and down, squealing with excitement. “Wait, where did you meet her? What’s her name? Tell us everything.”

“Uh.” Fuck. “I met her at the city writers workshop I’ve been driving to.” That was good. Thaymor was far. Lots of reasons why someone she met two towns over wouldn’t be around. 

“Aaaand. What’s her name!” 

“Her name, ah…” Adora panicked. Name. What was her name? She looked out the window, knowing stalling on this answer would absolutely give this farce away. “Her name is Catra.”

[foolforshera]

Can you believe it's been five years since the show ended!? Well, the fandom is going strong and we've got a bang coming up on the anniversary and I'm a part of it, along with a lot of other talented artists and writers. I'll be releasing a fic for it and I've been paired with @dreadraws28 who'll be doing an illustration for part of it as well! So here's a little snip from my fic to hold you over until I have the full fic posted.

"Is this how you imagined it?" Adora could here those words in her head as she looked over the floor of the All-Princess Ball. Was it how she imagined it? Adora had told her about Prime and how she'd had what he'd called a beautiful wish and she'd seen her friends together and happy and she'd Catra reaching a hand out for her. Was it how she imagined it? When she'd been dying. When she'd thought she'd failed and the world, the universe in fact, would end in fire and the last thing she'd hear would be Prime's smug voice. Was it how she imagined it? When she'd finally heard Catra say she loved her, that she wanted her to stay, and Adora had looked at her as she realized just what her feelings for Catra had meant. She'd imagined part of it correctly. Scorpia was hosting the All-Princess Ball, in the renovated throne room of the Fright Zone, and the murals were stunning, the place was packed wall to wall, and the band playing was beautiful. However, she hadn't imagined that part. She'd imagined Catra reaching out to her, she'd imagined Bow and Glimmer together and happy. She'd got that correct too. Earlier in the day, after a week of Adora being obsessive about preparing, she'd finally put on the clothes she'd picked out. The clothes hadn't been correct from her wish, she hadn't felt right putting a dress on, but she'd put on a beautifully tailored suit of white and gold that the Bright Moon tailor had worked hard on. She hadn't been correct on something else either. "You're beautiful, Aunt Adora!" Angella said. The little five year old all but worshiped her aunt and she'd been Adora's little shadow, evading her tutors to be so, for the previous week as Adora went about getting ready for the ball.

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Aventura!

[gloriasaroace]

The roaring 20s are back✨️

My illustration for this years @spopbigbang is for a wonderfully witty fic by @rarijackistheshita called 'That's the spirit, Catra!'

Remember to check the finished artwork and fic out may 14th!🎀

[sobrevivientedeships]

Hello! Here with a preview of the art I made for the fic "It's not me, it's you" written by the wonderful @tippenfunkaport , with whom I have the pleasure to work again.

I know you're going to love the story, because Tippen knows how to make you obsessed with her stories! And if you want to see the full artwork (with the so desired Catradora)...See you in May beautiful people)

@spopbigbang

[sobrevivientedeships]

I try to experiment with styles. Here's a catra that represents me when I'm taking finals at university.

[joosepaws]

Some glimmer expressions (I finally fixed the resolution so my art isn’t blurry anymore)

[jamiethegardener]

*sighs in woc*

[firelordenora]

they can never catch a break 💔 i love them IDCC

[tippenfunkaport]

Apparently you know who is trying to weasel their way back into this fandom so I thought it might be nice to instead focus on the positive and start a train of SPOP fan artists we've had great experiences doing commissions with!

I think sometimes people go with the for-profit fan artists like that one purely because they are the most visible and they don't realize how many talented fans there are out there!

Disclaimer that these are people I have done commissions with in the past and am happy to recommend, but they might not be specifically open for commissions at this exact moment.

I have had absolutely wonderful experiences with @applesartt (multiple times!) who is always awesome to work with!

@billyboymiki is also fantastic to work with (and also has a ton of really cute SPOP stickers and stuff in her store!)

@taracandycorn is, of course, my beloved and has done so much art for me and the fandom in general!

@emileedoodles is also amazing to work with for commissions and has a ton of really cute pins, posters and stickers in her store!

@grinux is more active on other platforms now than Tumblr but has done a bunch of gorgeous SPOP art and is wonderful to work with for commissions

Honorable mention goes to @sobrevivientedeships has done so much amazing art for me (she has many Tumblr issues and this is a new account, you probably know her better as dalilia-nonsense or glimmerqueen22 from her lost accounts), though I have never actually paid her (except in fanfic 😅).

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If you've gotten some SPOP commissions done in the past, please give the artists a shout out so we can pass the love along to all of our wonderful artists!

[sobrevivientedeships]

What a lovely post! Honestly, fanfic as payment seems like a fair trade to me, hahaha. I don't draw for profit, but if you have a great idea, I'd be happy to draw it.

[tippenfunkaport]

Blooming into the Change

"What time are you getting out?" Bow asked, no doubt feeling the same impatience she was.  "Unfortunately, the board hasn’t even arrived yet, so probably not until 7."  She watched as Bow typed, probably composing the same message over and over because there were only so many ways to say, "Sorry, babe. Capitalism sucks." Even if she didn't have her meeting, he taught a late lab that rarely got out until after 6 anyway. Plus the forty-five minutes for him to get to her place, her hour commute home…  Glimmer sighed. This all would be so much easier if they'd had their shit together and gotten together when they were younger. At least they could have a late dinner and still get a little time to catch up before they had to do it all over again tomorrow. Such were the perils of a mature relationship. 

(1,772 words, fluff)

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for the @glimbowweek prompt Regrets and Apologies

This fanfic 100% inspired by this tweet: