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chiscribbs · 2 days
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So here's something a little off the beaten path from my normal uploads -
Last week was my best friend @koilada's birthday and I held a private art stream for her, during which I sketched some of her (our) favorite ships! Because fwenship💕 Ships and the works that they're from listed below, in order of appearance:
Elena and Mateo (Elena of Avalor)
Koen and Ludwika (OCs from one of our collaborative works)
Cass and Varian (Tangled the Series)*
*The Cassarian sketch is specifically in reference to a post-series spin-off that she and I have been writing together for some time now, which I might post more about in the future, we'll see.
It's been so long since I've attempted to draw most of these characters... My favorite thing in this entire set ended up being that Mateo, because I have not drawn him very much and I was fully anticipating him to come out looking so much worse than he did, LOL. (Side note: please forgive the missing hands, these were not meant to be finished pieces, just some relatively "quick" sketches)
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This is my first time doing this, and I definitely won't do all the prompts, but why not:
Whumptober, day 3, prompt: Gun to temple (kinda) and "Say goodbye"
Fandom: Elena of Avalor
Characters: Elena, Esteban, Shuriki
Other: takes place post canon, mentions of the Secret of Avalor, Song of the Sirenas and Esteban's betrayal, no gore or actual violence I think, angst but no comfort :(
The drumming of horseshoes on stone resonated through the courtyard. The beating of the hooves was fast, almost frantic, as if the horses were galloping in a panic and it sounded sharp when echoed and multiplied by castle walls.
Elena found herself running towards this sound. The corridors for some reason were extremely long and dark, as if all the windows had disappeared, and yet she could find her way perfectly. If only she wasn't so far away.
She finally reached the balcony, running to the railing and almost falling over it as she leaned out.
The sky was bright, summer blue. A few white clouds, flowing lazily like sunflowers seeds through the air, passed the sun every now and then but didn't manage to cover it for even a moment. Sharp, but warm rays found their way safely towards the ground, where they laid gently on the polished stone castle walls and reflected in the fountain in the courtyard.
A carriage had just arrived and the passengers spilled out in a cascade of laughter. Francisco extended his hand to Luísa to help her out, and she of course eagerly took it. At the same time, Esteban got off on the other side and wanted to help Isabel out, but she rushed beside him not even noticing his gesture, too absorbed by some story she was telling. Even Mateo and Naomi were there and Gabe was taking care of the horses.
Elena sighed and felt as if the gentle breeze took a giant weight off of her shoulders. She leaned back and looked up into the sky. A wide smile spread on her lips, and she closed her eyes, taking a moment to just feel the warm sunbeams on her face.
But the sun suddenly dimmed. She opened eyes and realized it got covered by dark storm clouds, that visibly came out of nowhere. The sky, clear and bright only a moment ago was now a boiling mass of grey and black matter. Somewhere above rolled a thunder and shook the castle on its foundations.
Panic bubbled up in Elena's chest and she immediately looked back down at the courtyard.
Her friends and family had huddled together into a tight group visibly shaken and looking around for a cause of this sudden darkness. Elena shouted for them and waved to get their attention, but they didn't see her. Another thunder cracked over their heads. A dark green smoke rounded the group on the courtyard.
It writhed around them and twisted like a cursed snake and its hiss made her shake. The snake grew a second head, and another one, and two more… in a moment the whole place was covered in suffocating green fog. Then one head noticed her.
A strand of magical smoke grew slowly up from the ground, and it twisted and turned as it was going up, but she could swear it's green, vicious eyes were still watching her, not loosing her sight for even a moment. The snake rose above her head an finally stopped. Then the smoke dispelled.
"Missed me, Elena?"
"No…" Elena's voice was choked in her throat. "No, you can't be here, you're dead! I killed you!" She was now yelling.
She reached at her hip but her hand clenched on nothing. She didn't have her scepter.
"Ah, ah, ah," a familiar voice, sounding almost playfully, scolded her from behind her back and she felt something hard and cold press into her back. "You won't need this anymore, prima."
Elena turned her head just in time to see Esteban smash her scepter on the ground. The crystal shattered into million pieces, its magical glow shining for just a moment longer, seeming to break through the dark green fog, but it wasn't enough and finally, their light died down. Esteban kicked the twister handle off of the balcony.
Shuriki laughed and her horrible laugh pierced Elena's ears and heart and made the sky itself shudder in another rumble.
"You really thought you could kill me? That you could defeat me?" Shuriki hovered closer on her magical smoke. "Face it Elena, you will never be free of me. I'll find you, always, and I'll finish what's left of your family one by one." She put cold emphasis on the last words in a way that each one felt like a punch straight into Elena's face.
"You're not strong enough to protect them. You're not good enough. And if you can't protect your own family, how can you protect the whole kingdom?" Esteban hissed right into her ear and his words cut almost as much as the tip of his stuff pushed to her back.
"You're weak Elena. And you're all alone." Shuriki drew back but the bitter, triumphant smile was still reigning on her face. "And now," something glistened in her hand and Elena recognized it as the Scepter of Night. The violet gem at the top seemed to suck out all the light from the surroundings that haven't been stifled by the smoke. The scepter was aimed at her friends and family, still frozen in fear on the courtyard. "It's time to say goodbye to your family, Elena."
The world started moving in a slowed down pace. Elena sprang on Shuriki in a desperate attempt to stop her but only found herself falling through the green smoke. A blinding flash of red and purple enveloped the whole courtyard, then the balcony, Elena, Esteban and Shuriki grinning down at her with a mocking smile, and then the whole world. The dark and thundering sky, the boiling clouds of green smoke, even her family all disappeared in a flash of light that was at the same time a curtain of darkness.
And then she sprung up in her own bed, in her own room.
Her breaths were fast and hoarse, she was panting as if she just came out of a fight. She dug her fingers deep into her hair, falling on her face. Her heart, her eyes and her thoughts were racing. She could hear her heartbeat in her chest, in her veins, in her head.
Her eyes were darting. From her cover. Crumpled on the floor. To her pillow. Tossed to the sides. To the lamp that had fallen from the nightstand. Crashed. Then back to her knees, drawn to her chest and the curtains, still pulled out for the night.
Her thoughts were incoherent and tripped one over another as they flooded her brain. Where was she? Where did the smoke go? Where's her family? Are they safe? Where was Esteban? Why did he do that? What did he do? Where did Shuriki go? Where was she? What happened?
The palace was quiet, calm. Her room, apart from her bed, was in perfect order. There was no one else else there. Everything looked normal.
Slowly and gradually she calmed down her breaths. She unclenched her head and straightened her back and legs.
She looked around her room once again. Her covers were crumpled on the floor, and her pillows thrown aside. She must've done it herself, thrashing in her sleep. And the falling pillow must've knocked over the lamp. She was alone, in her own bedroom, when she went to sleep the previous evening. Her family were all sleeping in their bedrooms. They were home. They were safe. No one was there to hurt them.
She looked at her window and the drawn curtains. Through a small crack she could see the sky was only a pale, purple gray color. Hours away from sunrise.
Elena took another deep breath and another one, until she was sure she had calmed down, until she was assured what she saw was just a nightmare. She wiped away the tears from her cheeks, though she couldn't remember herself cry. Slowly, she slid down from her bed.
A shiver ran through her body when her feet touched the cold floor. She was still dizzy and could feel the strain of the sleepless night on her shoulders, but she made her way to her wardrobe.
She's not going to sleep any more this night.
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lieutenant-amuel · 9 months
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I suppose you’re asking it for the writer ask game, so I’ll pretend I’m right.
2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?
Both? I mean, I have a vague idea for many chapters ahead and it gets more developed as I write.
For example, I knew since the beginning that Gabe would go to Tepet Muul in the fifteenth chapter of WBTL, but the scene where he finds the orb of questions was added only in the last stages of writing when I already started translating it. If I didn’t start writing this chapter, I probably wouldn't come up with this idea.
Another example is the latest chapter. Valerio and Matías were supposed to talk about Emilio at home, but instead Valerio invited Matías to the equestrian show which was one of the main storylines of that chapter. Again, if I didn’t start writing, there would be no equestrian show.
And if I remember I've written something else besides WBTL, I took the same approach for my Gabe and Francisco fic. Its entire structure (including Francisco taking care of the bushes, Gabe and Higgins having a fencing battle, and Gabe and Francisco's conversation) was planned ahead, but the core part of the fic aka the rose symbolism was added only during the writing process. I had no idea how I would make Francisco convince Gabe to teach Elena.
I cannot write with an absolutely empty head. But if I have a vague idea of one scene I want to include in the fic/next chapter, even if it’s extremely primitive, there’s a high chance of me developing it into entire concept.
I don’t write with a detailed plan yet my head is not totally empty either, so something in between, I suppose.
4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?
In my head? I rarely get inspired by any specific pieces of media because I’m simply not familiar with many and I prefer not to take inspiration from my own life experience, although the more I write, the more I notice I actually do it a lot, even if it’s rather subconscious.
I often get ideas out of thin air and cannot explain where they come from, even if they make a lot of sense and help me to fix many plot holes.
Some of those ideas are scout Gabe, Valerio and Emilio’s friendship, Emilio’s characterization in general, the hideout storyline which is basically the main one of the entire fic, and some others I cannot share now, since they contain major spoilers. When I get those ideas, I always think about them deeper and try to explain to myself why they make sense. This is just how my brain works, I suppose.
Anyway, if we’re being less vague, when it comes to Gabe, most of my ideas for him are inspired by canon. I analyze him a lot and have many, many headcanons for him, so it’s quite simple to write and develop his arc.
Sometimes I also find inspiration after rewatching EoA. Sometimes after chatting with my friends and reading reviews from the readers. My main writing project is a multi-chaptered fic, so I often get inspired by my own writing and develop more minor ideas I already have into something bigger. I never seek for inspiration, it just falls on me.
17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)
I… wait. I admit I used to be a more flexible writer who could write with no inspiration at all (not always, though). I would often force myself to write because I wanted to write but couldn’t. But it’s gotten quite difficult for me to do it in the past year. I suppose this is because of my life that’s gotten extremely busy in general and a lack of enthusiasm from the readers that wasn’t that noticeable to me until I got severely tired.
As I said, I rarely get inspired by the books, movies, TV shows, and so on, so it doesn’t really help me to fight my writer’s block or whatever I can call it. I just wait for the right moment when I feel like writing. I’m not prone to procrastination and if I want to do something, I (almost) always do it right away. When I get this urge for writing, I’ll write over five thousand words in one day and I’m not even joking.
Thank you for the ask!
Writer Ask Game in case anyone else is interested.
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ofna · 2 years
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Obviously spoilers but does the birdtrayer work for eoa? 👀
Maybe 🤐
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bigfrozensix · 4 years
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Requested by Anonymous
Bonus:
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I was so shocked to see Sofia and her family actually appear that it has only just now hit me that Amber wasn’t wearing a tiara. 
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I’m not sure if that’s character growth or a travesty.
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sofiatheart · 4 years
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I’m a little late to the party w this but THEY GOT SO BIG YET THEYRE STILL BABEY!!!
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idle-compy · 4 years
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sobs
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elenaofavalor · 4 years
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i made some coronation day elenaomi icons 🥺 (based on my personal headcanons)
like/reblog if using
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dittomander · 4 years
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friendly reminder that the last time anyone sealed the shades away, they used the Jewel of Maru, aka the most powerful magical jewel in all of Avalor, to do it, and it sent all of the Maruvians to the Spirit World
and Mateo just casually sealed away 2 of them with one spell and no friendly fire
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cartoonfangirl1218 · 4 years
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Alright, I’m done sobbing. Aimee’s post really got to me. Especially listening to the last song as I read. 
What really gets me is that line when Elena sings, “We’re all going to be alright!” And it just hits me because it’s so so true. It’s been five years, they solved their obstacles, their personal flaws, they’ve grown and matured. No more shades, no more Shuriki, no more malvagos. They have their happily ever afters and they’re gonna be alright. 😭😭😭 They made it. I’m so proud and happy for them. 
I also may have taken it a bit too personally with, she’s saying it to us the audience. We’re gonna be alright too. We’ll grow, love our community and culture and family as our guiding light, and become mature beings. We’ll get our happily ever after too.  Yes, it’s sappy but this is what finales do to me.  Here’s Aimee’s amazing heartfelt message.
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And Christian Lanz, the incomparable Chancellor Esteban.
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devilshedark · 4 years
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is she yknow ur chancellor?
I LOVE THIS ONE.
is she yknow ur chancellor the new is she u know....girls.....
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kikakat17 · 4 years
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Still can’t believe we got a Mesoamerican inspired Princess today. And she’s a WARRIOR PRINCESS to boot.
Continue surprising me, EoA, because I want MORE!
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a-lilacsong · 4 years
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I'm still not over The Lightning Warrior, so here's a picture of young Elena, Victor, Esteban and Isabel cooking together.  (Whatever it is they're making, it's going to end up a lot more peppery than the recipe originally required it to be).
[Image ID: A coloured pencil and ink drawing of the above-mentioned characters from Elena of Avalor, cooking together in the palace kitchen. Elena holds a large mixing bowl while Victor mixes it with one hand and shakes pepper into it with a pepper shaker. Esteban is holding up Isabel so she can reach a high shelf to retrieve a jar from it. End ID]
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bigfrozensix · 4 years
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“All hail the queen!”
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Loved this shoutout
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