The Tsum stack is complete at nine! I may return to do more in the future, but for now the tsums must take their portal back home. Much love to everyone who encouraged me with nice comments and reblogs, I'd have done more if real life didn't interrupt me from my desire to draw all day.
I do really wanna come back to this and do more, there's so many creative people in the Fandom and I had so much fun just looking at OCs to draw in the first place, and I have a list already. This project also prompts me to tell y'all, I reccomend having an OC tag or a masterlist of links. The weirdos like me who fall in love with an oc who's not our own, can find more on them through such things, and it ain't a crime to be proud of your own work.
Thanks for enjoying my tsums as much as I did, even if I'm not drawing them ill always love seeing OCs, so never stop being creative ❤️ especially thanks to @terminuslucis @sunnysidesevenup @marigoldendragon @mellosdrawings @r-aindr0p @rakiah @cheekinpermission and @loojii for letting me draw your OCs.
A few bonuses from this under cut!
The page I drew them all on, with the Canon tsums in the background for me to reference.
Arlo is the third OC tsum I've drawn and we now have enough to properly stack! (Story under cut)
Arlo was in the garden, taking photos of some new plants, when it happened. At first he merely griped at the sudden change in lighting, but when he looked to see what had disturbed him, it was a large portal opening up above Ramshackle dorm.
"Not this again."
He sighed and decided to see if he could utilize the strange lighting while it was here, and simply returned to his plants. After all, the tsums were typically assigned to only be the problem of the person they resembled, he didn't have to care.
He didn't have to care that is, until he set down his camera and looked up for a moment, watching a tsum with rather large ears and tail rocket towards the sports feild. He didn't see at first, the tsum creeping out of the bushes. It wasn't until he heard the camera click that he swiveled around to see a little tsum in a purple pomefiore uniform holding his camera. The tsum looked up at him through blonde bangs, and Arlo snatched his camera back.
"No way."
He checked the photo, it was pretty good, the tsum had used its low vantage point to use the sky as a frame for his photo.
Arlo stared at the tsum, who stared back at him. He sighed "Great." He muttered to himself.
The tsum responded by taking the camera and running off, it was surprisingly fast.
Arlo glared at the spot it had disappeared into the bushes. This thing was going to be his problem, wasn't it. Crowley would force him to watch it like he'd done to many students before. Arlo stood up, and gave chase.
Pretty soon, he was holding the indignant Tsum in one hand and his camera in the other, heading to the headmaster's office for a predictable meeting.
Part 2 of @sunnysidesevenup 's Moonlit Song Competition event, Kat's Groovy card! Part 1 here.
Appearances Pt. 2
Right after taking the potion
Kat: eeee! Oh my gosh!
Thera: hey, you took the cloak off, are you feeling more confident as a- and he's already swimming away.
Kat: Arlo, am I what I think I am?
Arlo: you're a merman. That's what we said the potion would do.
Kat: no I mean the type of fish, like how you're a pirhana.
Arlo: I don't know? There's billions of gray fish species how the hell should I know which one you look like.
Kat: I think I'm a Chinook salmon!
Arlo: probably. I dont care.
Lilia: ah, I know those fish, they're pretty popular as food in many places.
Vil: I fail to see what's so exciting about being common gray sushi.
Kat: dudes, I know Chinook salmon like I know myself. My first job was at a fish hatchery where we worked with them.
Thera: that must've been fun.
Lilia: don't salmon die after they have their eggs?
Kat: yup. Autumn was a very violent time of year. Our process was to knock 'em out, cut 'em open, and sort them for processing into food and other stuff.
Everyone: ...
Vil: and why did you say you're excited to become this fish?
Kat: the Chinook salmon are like friends to me.
Arlo: friends you killed every year?
Kat: friends with a short lifespan. Just because I know I'll see something die, doesn't mean I can't enjoy watching it grow up. You get it, don't you Lilia?
Lilia: uh... I'd hardly compare my loved ones to salmon, Kat. But I suppose I see the point you're trying to make.
Cater: well this whole conversation got dark real fast.
Vil: yes, I'd rather not ponder the idea of Lilia watching us all die Kat.
Kat: you're the ones who made it about death. I was just saying I love Chinook salmon.
Arlo: how exciting. Anyways, has everyone successfully transformed?
Cater: Cay-Cay has!
Thera: psst, hey Kat.
Kat: oh, thanks for getting the cloak.
Thera: do you.... want to swap back?
Kat: swap back?
Thera: you seemed comfortable in your scales is all so I thought you might wanna wear your crown for a bit instead of hiding in a cloak made in my size.
Kat: I... I could. Do you... want to?
Thera: yeah, here.
Kat: I uh, wow...
Arlo: Kat! Thera! Stop staring at yourselves, we're moving.
Thera: coming! Here Kat, I'll help you swim to keep up.
Kat: have you done this before?
Thera: swam with a tail? For legal reasons I have to say no. But I actually wanted to ask a bit more about Chinook salmon.
Kat: of course, whatcha got?
Thera: so are the black spots a trait of those salmon?
Kat: yeah, they can be useful for telling them apart, kinda like freckles.
Thera: cause I was just thinking they don't look all that different from your scars.
Kat: ah... I guess so.
Thera: they even snake across your shoulders. So I was wondering what makes you so much more comfortable like this.
Kat: oh... I suppose. But it's normal for Chinook salmon, it's nothing weird. They're not scars anymore, there markings. Markings every salmon has.
Thera: so it rounds back to being different.
Kat: no. It rounds back to people asking and making assumptions about what happened to me versus just looking normal.
Thera: there's the story.
Kat: ...you baited me into telling you.
Thera: hey, I'm just here to listen.
Kat: and you always manage to get me to talk. Well, is it time for another Thera P. session?
