Sorry guys I can't draw cute things without having mini outbreaks
I've been thinking about how I can't afford to spend my time making big, detailed drawings whenever I want...I decided to make these simple drawings to take up less time... I think it's cute and it's helping me a lot...When I have more time, I will make better and more elaborate drawings with rendering and organized lines, but for now, stay with my mini yooh and mini mychael
About that, it's exam week and I'm increasingly tired to draw but I try to find some free time in the morning since I study at night...And during the day I'll have my face glued to my computer doing online tasks that are sent to me by email 🏃
And this is one of the few things I said that actually made any sense on this blog🤙🤸
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thinking about the time I was around 9 years old and I'd decided I was sure Santa Claus didn't exist because I'd had this nefarious scheme - on my Christmas List for that year I'd added a thing I knew Santa could not reasonably provide - a creature I'd made up in one of my drawing books. I don't recall at all what the name I used for it back then was, but for the sake of convenience now let's call it a "Squirg."
"Squirg's" looked like this (artist's recreation)
(It was kind of just a little ball with and had a bird beak, and a very long tail it could use to coil up and shoot like a spring, bouncing around from place to place)
So on my Christmas Wishlist when I was 9 years old, I'd added that I wanted a real, live Squirg. And what's more - I didn't include this wish in my actual full wishlist for that year - I'd detached it. I'd hidden a small bit of this torn writing above a piece of tall, wooden furniture, figuring that if Santa was as real as my parents were claiming, surely he'd simply be able to find this hidden addition to my wishlist and deliver it to me. At 9 years old my doubt had really begun to grow as to whether Santa Claus was real. I considered this my personal Ace in the Hole for figuring out that question, and once I'd had definitive proof that it was just as I thought, I could set my mind at ease. In my mind, seeing that Santa couldn't do this thing for me was the shattering of the illusion. I'm sure Christmas went really well that year and I got all sorts of things that made me happy, but the realization that Santa Claus was a make believe thing definitely dampened my spirits at the time.
It'd be months later, (perhaps for my birthday but I'm not sure), that my step-grandmother showed up with something which at the time I didn't think very much of.
She'd stitched together a whole recreation of a Squirg by hand and given it to me as a present. Now at the time I was just 9 turning 10 or so and I was at exactly the age where I didn't want to be given stuffed animals as a present. I didn't appreciate the time put into it or the love to do something like that. It wasn't something I concerned myself with when I was a kid, but looking back on it my parents must've handed her the drawing and the little scribbled wish to Santa Claus, and she still gave her best possible human effort to give me that wish as best she knew how.
Of course, she couldn't have known that I wanted a real, live cute animal companion that I'd made up. Little kid me at the time was not very satisfied with the Squirg plush and ended up stuffing it away in my closet for years. At some point unknown to me it became completely lost, probably when my family was moving from house to house.
I wish I still had it. It was a really nice gift, not even taking into account the excellent craftsmanship. I was just very struck today by what a sweet gesture that was. To be a grandparent seeing her grandkid be disappointed by the world and trying to give me what she thought I wanted, even though I was an imaginative little kid who wanted impossible things.
it was a gesture made with a lot of love and even though the plush itself has been gone for a long time, there's a bit of Squirg-shaped love out there for me.
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drop this sunflower🌻into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️
>:DDD
SO MANY FLOWERS THANK YOUUU
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Addam Velaryon and Daeron Targaryen as John Everett Millais' "A Huguenot, on St. Bartholomew's Day" by maiahee_
The artwork is meant to depict a pair of young lovers on opposing sides of a conflict. One of them attempts to have the other displayed as loyal to their side so that he may be spared from the ensuing massacre, but the lover has already chosen his own allegiance.
Artwork is based off my theory that Addam's secret conversation with Corlys was him asking for Daeron to be spared as he had not taken part in the war at the time, after which Corlys asked the same of Rhaenyra. Daeron later joins the war effort on the side of the Greens. Meanwhile, Addam was declared a traitor to the Blacks.
And Addam Velaryon, lately Addam of Hull, sought out the Sea Snake after the battle; what they spoke to each other even Mushroom does not say.
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She would send envoys to Storm’s End and Casterly Rock, offering fair terms and pardons…after she had put an end to the usurper’s brothers, who were in the field against her. “Once they are dead, the rest will bend the knee. Slay their dragons, that I might mount their heads upon the walls of my throne room. Let men look upon them in the years to come, that they might know the cost of treason.”
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Prince Daemon himself would take Caraxes to the Trident, together with the girl Nettles and Sheepstealer, to find Prince Aemond and Vhagar and put an end to them. Ulf White and Hard Hugh Hammer would fly to Tumbleton, some fifty leagues southwest of King’s Landing, the last leal stronghold between Lord Hightower and the city, to assist in the defense of the town and castle and destroy Prince Daeron and Tessarion. Lord Corlys suggested that mayhaps the prince might be taken alive and held as hostage. But Queen Rhaenyra was adamant.
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Non apparteniamo all'altra parte~ Viviamo, amiamo, mentiamo
Fdsafdsa * Suffering in Spanish *
I'm gonna guess this is a song too. I hope-
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i was wondering why i felt sick all week and then i looked down into my mug and the rim is MOULDY!!!!! i take sips of water at night in the dark that i didn't noticed that the wooden mug lid is MOUDLYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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