Ambroys basking in his cache of gifts and sweet words from secret admirers. Gotta be careful, though. If his ego is inflated any more, he'll pop.
(I wanted to doodle something to accompany a post answering some messages regarding this candy-colored cad but got a bit carried away. :P Well regardless, asks under the cut!)
Why thank you! He would drunkenly insult people, though he tends to be more passive-aggressive and backhanded rather than outright insulting - well, most of the time, anyway. He thinks he's a lot more subtle in his derogatory comments than he actually is.
Aaaw, this is too sweet!
Older Ambroys is much more reserved about seeking and accepting physical affection than his younger self, for myriad reasons (that one day I will expound upon in more detail, fate willing). He still enjoys it, though.
He's still proud of the stars on his cheeks and the gold in his hair and all that, but the signs of age are something he is not at peace with. For some, like the wrinkles, they're a sign that his time on this earth is finite - and death terrifies him. For others, like his paunch, it's more just embarrassing to him in a more mundane and vain "I was voted Prom King in high school and I was on the Varsity track team now look at me I'm an old man boo hoo hoo" type of way (though he's actually more physically adept in his older age than he was when he was younger for Magical Heritage Bullshit reasons, the sentiment remains).
As for your question, it's totally fine with me for Ambroys to be portrayed as non-heterosexual in fanfic or fanart or one's secret imaginings. Even though all of his "canon" love interests are women, I wouldn't rule out of the possibility of him developing affections for someone who isn't a woman. Chase your bliss!
Haha well both furry and aasimar Ambroys would bask in the attention, though poor aasimar Ambroys' jealousy is not going to be helped!
No shame on being a furry though. I didn't consider myself one either but I feel like it's harder to make the argument that I'm not given the sheer number of ponies I've drawn by now...
He would accept this, so long as you don't mess up his hair.
He would say: "good!" I would say "don't waste your life on him!"
Oh he would be pleased to be so distracting, I'm sure.
And sometimes we can't help but to have a type... I know I seem to have a thing for rich effete douchebags with buck teeth and big pointy noses... not quite sure what's up with that.
Yessss... yesssssssss... or perhaps I should say "I'm sorry."
I didn't mean to make him this way... I guess I underestimated the power of a brushable mane.
Ambroys DOES like being worshipped (way too much and way too literally, as you might be able to tell) but he wants to have his imperfections hidden if he can!
He's just horribly, horribly vain and unwilling to let go of his youth... even though he got to enjoy being youthful for three times as long as a mortal would.
YES that song is on his playlist (which I have for all my main characters because I'm a dork). It's just too perfect. One of the many ideas on my miles-long to do list has to do with depicting a scene from that song. The trouble is that it has to do with dancing, and boy am I not very good at drawing dancing poses. xD Oh well, gotta try for the boy!
Heh well I think we could agree that a normal horse probably couldn't pull off the breeches he wears quite so well... I'm flattered that you think of him when you see horsies in the flesh! Huzzah, I've ruined one of the Earth's beautiful creatures for you! >:)
Oh wow, my guy is stepping out of my brain and into other people's subconsciouses... I need to put a leash on him. :P But this was a fun read!
It's very in character Ambroys to try to undercut a rival's self-esteem by framing it as something OTHER people say, but oh no, he'd NEVER say something like that, of course. Mean girl behavior. He does have friends that don't actually like him - and he doesn't like them either. But one needs to have friends for appearance's sake - just one more accessory, really!
OKAY, I think that's everything! Or at least enough for this post, ahah.
Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my not-so-kind character.
Unlike him, I'm really humbled and grateful by the positive reception he's received. I deeply appreciate your kind messages... even when it takes me eons to reply to them, gah.
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Happy belated birthday! Just wanted to hop in again saying I love your posts about Wolf 359. They’re all so good.
I’m on a relisten again and am at the end of season 3. And I’m thinking about how fascinating it is that Hera remembered the Thanksgiving with her at the table physically. And in a post if yours I read recently or you posted recently you talked about Hera getting a human body and I think that scene kinda hints at maybe wanting to be physically there? Idk.
If you’re up for it you can share your thoughts on this. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday and leave you with some of my Wolf 359 thoughts.
Sending you good vibes over the internet.
thank you; you're always so sweet!! 💙
we're absolutely on the same wavelength here, too!! that scene in particular is a big reason why i feel like hera would want a body - what it says about her self-perception, sense of physicality (even without experience to contextualize it), and... as a result, that she experiences physical loneliness. and, notably, that all of those things are subconscious framing in what she misremembers. i've posted about that scene before here, and in my... way too long essay about hera here, which i'll try to paraphrase a bit. and in other places, too, probably! i think about it a lot.
so: i think there's a big difference between existing differently (which can be isolating in itself, but... through lack of understanding) and feeling like she's always being kept away from the others - somewhere else, physically. she clearly conceptualizes herself in that space as within the hephaestus, separate from it and the systems she runs, the same as everyone else. that's the difference between "other people need to change their attitudes" and... well, other people still need to change their attitudes, but there is also something fundamental about her circumstances that she's unhappy with and needs to change.
(and, obviously, like... because you know i see hera as a trans woman, i think some of the parallels you could make to medical transition are pretty clear in that framing, too.)
minkowski says “you weren’t here with us [...] we were over here, and you were over there” but minkowski would never actually say that - from her perspective, hera was as there with them as she's ever been. but if hera doesn't feel that way - if - like the sound design suggests - she's always hearing their voices the way they hear hers... if she's always felt that she's somewhere else... then it's hard for me to imagine there's a way to resolve that without giving her the autonomy to physically interact with the others, to be seen the way she sees herself - and that's something i think is really highlighted in the finale, too.
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This got brought up during a conversation with a friend last night, and I realise it’s important to say here.
The way we treat improvement in online art culture, art culture in general but especially online, by only measuring technical prowess is deeply harmful. This issue is not only harmful to beginner artists, whom this most affects, but also wreaks havoc on the minds of even those well entrenched.
We do not emphasise enough how important it is to be comfortable with the physicality of art; how much of art is coordination, and positioning, and finding a comfortable environment: both in a spacial sense and psychological sense. Time and time again, we push for this self-flagellating, motivation-via-punishment strategy, both from ourselves and from our peers, in a hope that this strife shall motivate us, and time and time again it wreaks insecurity, pain, and even total abandonment of the craft altogether.
Look at the state of the online art community. Take a look at any big Youtubers or prolific Instagram posters, and see how many of them continuously breed an environment of self-disparagement and dissatisfaction. How they, intentionally or not, pass these values onto their audiences. I’ll never forget when in one of her art tip videos, Lavendertowne said it was better to improve and be dissatisfied, rather than stay at a certain level and be comfortable.
Just what do you think art is for?
I was fortunate to have come along in my own journey to see this advice for what it was: harmful. Dissatisfaction as motivation. And some people manage to propel themselves off of that; clearly, Haley had. But what this advice either fails to consider, or does so as a form of weeding, is that this shit will utterly decimate the will of anyone not masochistic enough.
That this can and will cause the stagnation they are oh-so fearful of.
It’s sickening.
I hate how much capitalism has fucking twisted online art culture. That it’s turned the beginners on themselves and set them as rabid dogs on each other, and uplifted an Elect Few as flagellant martyrs, bearing the light for all who follow.
The simultaneous lie that art can only be achieved by those born with an innate talent like myself, and that also, if you work hard enough, beat yourself up hard enough, you’ll finally earn your worth. This emphasis on scarcity, whether inborn or dragged up by the bootstraps, either way serves the same end: to deny the fact that art is not special.
That art, just like cooking, is fundamentally human; we all do it, whether it’s prepping instant noodles, or drawing a stickman.
Let’s unpack that, for a moment: the stickman.
Do you know just how much is stored there?
A basic understanding of form, of emphasis on key features(prioritising the head, leaving a potential for emotion), the way it taps into human identity, the fact it’s flexible and can easily be changed-- Hell, alot of humanoid guidelines can be boiled down to stickmen with varying levels of buildup.
It’s so fundamental.
And yet we can go even deeper than that.
Think about how universal the experience is of just drawing shapes. How many of us picked up a crayon, or a twig, or a ballpoint pen, and ran absent patterns over the plane of our medium-- How then they’d allow us to go further, and relay the things we saw around us; whether solely for artistic pleasure, or as a form of preservation; and how neither are entirely divorced.
How my little cousin, scribbling with my coloured pens, is doing the same thing I do in my notebook and on my computer, the same thing Leonardo did with his pencil and his paintbrush, what artisans in the Americas and all over did when decorating their pottery, when they inscribed it, as we all do, with that human soul, and what humans have been doing far, far beyond recorded history, possibly before we were even human.
How essential something like this can be in building hand-eye coordination, another thing that is often neglected in this discussion! That not only are you struggling with technique, but also breaking-in those neural pathways; getting your arm used to these simultaneously repetitive and yet fluid motions. I? I don’t do proper lineart-- My hand is too loose. I’ve tried, and I’ve done it, but the experience was miserable, and there’s no need to put myself through it just because that’s “procedural”.
Your art, at the end of the day, is for you. You may show it to others, and do what you will, but at the end of the day, when the sun goes down, and it’s just you, and your pen, or your stylus, or your paintbrush, or whatever, it’s for you. Whether you started out with “pure” artistic intention or not, here is that.
And it may take awhile to break that in. We’ve made art, even private, into such a performance. Sketchbooks are not meant to be these neat, orderly things-- They can be, and that’s beautiful! --But in a sense, they’re more akin to something as a diary. A little place to pour the soul; to wander where you may, unfettered and unbound.
There are no rules here. There are guidelines. Nothing more.
Take what you will, and go forth.
If you’re struggling to make progress, and you’ve assessed that you do infact want that progress, then consider it’s not technique you need to worry about, but enjoyment; comfort, a degree of assuredness.
You won’t backslide into incoherency if you take your pedal off the break. Let yourself adjust to the road ahead, and drive where you may. And it will be awkward! And it will feel uncomfortable! And you will have those horrid moments where you’re ripped out of your own view and see yourself through the lens of some nebulous judging entity on the outside!
But allow yourself to ignore it.
Because now, you can take your art on your own terms; not on art Youtuber’s terms, not on your disapproving social circle’s terms, or whatever overly-hopeful expectations have been set on you because that’s what we as a capitalistic society do to people displaying any sort of prowess or potential of; Yours.
You deserve to be comfortable with your own work. You deserve to look at something, and feel however you may, and feel as though it isn’t a big deal. You are allowed to find pleasure in just being. That is what art is for: to answer the longings of a yearning soul.
Go forth, love of mine,
And be.
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