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Astrid, character by poppygumi on Reddit
erm kinda goes hard
made it so dramatic man it ain't that serious 😭
draw something that isn't super rendered with complex shading challenge impossible
that's why i probably have like 1 drawing on here that's cel-shaded cuz I just can't NOT add some nice gradient and smooth shading
although i didn't blend EVERYTHING this time I do gotta work on that cuz ik there's hard edges too and especially for shiny materials I shouldn't blend or else the texture will be wrong
doing art makes me appreciate it so much cuz i LOVE just doing the art, not just the product which is why I don't see the usefulness of AI, it takes away the part I actually enjoy doing
i gotta do more studies and especially learn how to draw backgrounds and perspective cuz I'll get a random burst of motivation to draw my comic but then... the first panel has to have a background shoot
🥳Today is my 15th birthday!!! Happy birthday to me!!🎂
Thank you to everyone for a great year so far!!!
Since y'all like my sister so much, considering my last post about her, I'm gonna just list the supposed girly-pops here, as told by her (buckle up, this is long):
Dagur
Heather
Astrid
A chicken wing??
Chicken
Stormfly
Windshear
Meatlug (sorta)
Tuff
Ruff
Hiccup
Stoick
Valka
Toothless
Shattermaster
Snotlout
Fishlegs
Gothi
Barf and Belch
Deathsong
Snow wraith (specifically the one that bit Gothi)
Gobber (Hiccup's grandpa?? She says)
"All of them are pretty princesses"
Scuttleclaws
Fireworm Queen
The Shellfire ("Some girls be forced to do stuff✨️")
The giant screaming eels
I would rather choose To love and lose - Than to never have loved you.
me
I wrote this a long time ago, but I went to see How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World today, and this suddenly seemed very appropriate.
Love - real love, the kind that lights your chest up and rushes in your throat and is selfless - is always worth it. We lose everything in the end. Some things we lose sooner than others, and some losses are more painful than others. But the choice to love is always worth it, even when it hurts.
Astrid stared at the door, from the couch. Waiting to see if her visitor would disappear. The knocks sent a dull thud through her skull, each one landing like an unwelcome heartbeat. She knew it was Roman.
Of course, it was Roman. No one else cared enough to physically come to her apartment to check on her.
She hadn't meant to disappear—not really. But the weight of everything had settled in thick, pressing her into the couch, into the mattress, into the silence. Days blurred. Maybe weeks. She couldn't remember the last time she responded to a text.
Another set of knocks. His voice, firm but not unkind. Her fingers curled tight around the edge of a blanket she hadn't realized she dragged from the couch as she made her way over to the door, still not opening it.
Her throat was dry. When she finally spoke, her voice cracked. “what do you want?”
- open to: f / nb (mutuals and non-mutuals) - muse: roman serrano, mid-late twenties, twitch streamer who's just gotten pretty popular, lover boy, golden retriever type of guy. - based on this prompt. feel free to dm me if you'd like to plot !!
knuckles wrapped at his neighbor's door. it's out of the ordinary for roman to have the confidence to go to someone's door unannounced. he's always been the type to shoot a text when he's on his way and usually expected his guests to do the same. he was a private guy. roman couldn't help but worry, though, when his neighbor seemed to stop coming around. he hadn't even seen them at the mailboxes or in passing aside from once or twice and they didn't look good. while he used to hear laughter, talking, and more than one voice. he can only assume that there's been some sort of break up. he hates to think the worst, that the other person is dead, but he hasn't ruled it out. roman sighs and slides down the wall beside their door, sitting down. another three knocks. "i don't care what you look like or if there's cups all over the apartment -- can you just open the door?"