#bumblehavenart

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hey fellow art friends, have some art.

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Happy Pride to all my colorful and allied folks out there <3 

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gift art for a friend over on twitter :)

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Aesentra, or "Aes" (pronounced Ace), is a male earthen defender in the Bumblehaven AU. Earthens, in Bumblehaven, are the bones of the world. They are the shamans, the groundskeepers, the mystics, and the preservationists. They tend the land and all the creatures on it with nothing but resilience and compassion. Their affinities, magics, and domains of power almost always have to do with the earth in some way, and their offspring are no different -- even if they're hybrid. 

 Aes himself is a defender of his herd, a warrior-like chieftain that works in council with other defenders to protect shared interests (like their home, friends, family -- you get the point). He's big, as all earthens are, and wields a massive diamond-and-wood hewn scythe.

For more headcanons, check over here!

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Quick headshot as part of a trade with a fella on Discord. This is their character, Eerie Epitaph, a brooding ex-mortician with a heart of gold. 

Thanks for your patronage, friend!

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help, she’s just too cute >.<

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Introducing Bumblehoof! 

Spunky, creative, and ready to take on any adventure, BH is a symbolic representation of me as I am in reality. She may be referred to as modhorse, deerhorse, or BH across my accounts.

A hybrid (or half-breed, as she's been rudely called in the past) between a stag and a common pegasus, she bears features of both her parents in the most incredible of ways. Her path (or special talent) is like that of the bumblebee -- to wander and spread good things, mostly stories and visual creations, to help make her world a better place.

Headcanons continue beneath the cut!

On Equus (the planet, or "overall universe" of the MLP nations in my headcanons) I have it plotted that she's a portager, and uses her strength and unique traveling attributes -- aka wings -- to portage supplies across the continent she lives in. She is not yet brave enough to try traversing the world -- after all, she’s only a single equine in a single wood canoe -- but hopes to one day be able to do so, perhaps when she finds her heart’s true partner. 

In the meantime, BH is content to travel on her own, piloting her canoe along the various rivers and landscapes of her home. Sometimes other creatures join her for legs of her journey; they help to make the travel more interesting. As long as they don’t interfere with the supplies she portages, the company is always welcome, and BH is grateful for every friend she makes.

These headcanons do not necessarily reflect the views of the original creators of the MLP universe. The characters I post here are my intellectual property unless otherwise indicated. Additional updates about the world inside the artist’s head will come as inspiration strikes!

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qotd: is your character a night owl or an early bird?

“Depends,” the mare nodded. “Sometimes it’s safer to travel in the dark.”

Bumblehoof makes her living by hauling flight-sensitive goods across the main continent of Equus, her realm in the Haven. She does so alone, but doesn’t mind if fellow travelers accompany her if they happen to be going the same way. Just first, BH has one rule:

Don’t touch the cargo.

Much of what BH hauls is being moved by land for a reason. In a magic-riddled world, there are plenty of things too fragile, volatile, or unpredictable to be flown by a pegasi, or winnowed somewhere magically by a unicorn. Plus, some ingredients can never get wet, so whale-mail is certainly out of the question too.

That’s where beings like Bumblehoof come in, creatures that know the continent and its patterns well enough to ensure the supplies get safely where they need to be -- no matter how long it may take. Strategies are always shifting. The land between trade cities is wild with beasties and shadows, threats both beautiful and terrible scattered naturally throughout the continent. The Haven is a world well-lived in, by folk and beastie alike. Every type of lifestyle can be accounted for somehow, from the most peaceful civilizations, to the most chaotic and untamed of wonderlands. 

And it’s BH’s job to get through all that unscathed.