Finally finished drawing battle-damaged Armand~!! ✨
And some cute sibling interactions during his recovery too 👍
A little doodle of the meeting going on inside my head.
I feel like I could give him a wooden cane similar to his father's later on. (Or a staff? A scepter? I'm not really sure what to call it, but you probably know what I mean.)
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I'm stressing the hell out over my thesis, to the point where I've stopped drawing my green husband...
But there's one thing that actually fits this swamp's 🐸 theme perfectly: I've also become a proud mom of a baby flytrap!! 🌱
I would've bragged about it in a shitpost earlier, but this dumbass ate too much soil during transport, turned all black, and looked like a pathetic little loser...
Now I'm nursing it back to health and feeling pure childlike joy every time a new mouth appears... There are already 5 of them!!! Soon this kid will grow up big and strong. And I'm going to threaten my coworkers by telling them I'll feed them to a real venus flytrap if they misbehave!
Drew some couples from Tomodachi Life being together~ Everyone looks so cute 😋💖💞
Seeing them like this almost feels like some kind of modern AU… a Tomodachi Life AU?
Anyway, I'll probably add Aurora into the game next, too. For some reason, Armand keeps triggering conversations about romance.
Amalia: “Have you ever thought about being in love?”
Armand: “Love… might be something like truffles stuck on your face…”
Amalia: “I knew it. I thought it felt exactly like that too…”
Amalia: “What kind of person do you like?”
Armand: “Hmm… probably someone who knows how to appreciate Grasspacho soup.”
⊱ So, you and Amalia was it always rocky between you two, or did you get along well as kids?
⊱ What kind of memories do you have of your mother? How did she die?
*Reupload of the very first post from this "froggy" archive. I decided it deserved a nicer presentation🐸
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With Amalia... Heh, well, for a mean older brother and a bratty little sister with an eight-year age gap? Yeah, we got along great! Mostly thanks to having the same interests. Sure, not everyone would be thrilled that a tiny, fragile princess is running across fields and swamps after her brother, scraping her knees and getting burrs in her hair. But for me, honestly, it was kind of a point of pride-until I got blamed for setting a bad example. As for more positive active hobbies: boufbowl and dragoturkey races-the latter we picked up from our parents. But the favorite family pastime was just going for walks together.
Back when Mom was in good health, she used to goad Dad into all sorts of competitions. Then she fell seriously ill, and the worst part was how long it lasted, slowly draining all her strength. The first thing that went away were our trips. And then one day, she said with a smile:
«You're not going to let your father lose his edge, are you? Just sitting around in the garden, stuffing himself with sweets? You need to drag him outside whenever you can and it wouldn't hurt if you went with him»
She started leaving family dinners early to rest. Each day, she had less and less energy, and eventually, she stopped walking around the castle altogether.
She asked the physicians to move her to a private room upstairs. She wanted the bed near the biggest window so she could see the whole kingdom even though, in her state, that room was far from the best place for her. II still remember my father telling her to take care of herself. She'd always smile and say:
«From here, I can see the children playing in the garden»
Every day, Amalia would bring Mother enormous bouquets of wildflowers, full of fluffy spikelets. As for me, I'd usually bring treats. Mother never liked anything too sweet, not like Father, but she did love soft jam-filled buns. I had a good friend whose parents were bakers, and they were always happy to set aside the best croissants for us.
Once Amalia was sure Mother was smiling, she'd run off to play, free and light. But I could hardly leave, especially at the end. And I know I only made it worse for myself...
We had a heart‑to‑heart. She stroked my head. And an hour later, she was gone. It happened too suddenly.
Amalia was in class with her ladies-in-waiting. When she came back, someone told her what had happened, even before Father or I could meet her. She and Eva hid in her tree.
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Fun facts:
⊱ The comic is a tribute to my late grandmother, whom I loved very much. All the small moments in it, one way or another, reflect things I've actually been through.
⊱ My grandmother loved croissants. Now, whenever I buy them, I remember her.
⊱ I also have a younger sister. We used to visit our grandmother together, but now she barely remembers those times. When I think about Amalia's relationship with her mother, I feel like she doesn't remember most of those moments either. Or if she does, they feel like a dream to her.
⊱ After the Queen's death, the Sheran Sharm family never went on those dragoturkey rides together again. But in my AU, Armand brought that tradition back into his own family with Aurora.
⊱ It was actually his mother who gave Armand his favorite dragoturkey. He named it after Eva because of its green eyes. And Eva must never, ever find out!
⊱ Drawing the third panel, the one with the family meal, was tough:
⊱ First, because there's a bowl of Armand's favorite orange-peaches right next to him, and he doesn't eat any.
⊱ Second, because that moment is a direct reference to a scene from Wakfu season 3. You know the one I mean... These small parallels between Armand and Amalia, how they both went through the pain of watching someone they love slowly fade, and yet still can't support each other. Armand tells himself: I handled this properly, so she should too. But underneath that, he also doesn't want her to go through what he did, sitting by their father's bedside for days, watching him slip away.
⊱ The little sketch in the corner, Armand and Amalia kicking a ball, was originally supposed to be a full scene. Armand would've accidentally knocked out one of her teeth, and Eva would've given him an earful for it!
⊱ The little glowing flame above Eva's head is there because she was the only one who stayed by Amalia's side when she lost her mother.
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