Dude you asked a fusion of my newest crack ship! Dunno what he would be named. Maybe “AMP” because Soundwave relates to sound and Cosmos is kind of a comic relief. *shrugs into the sunset*
I’ve been feeling pretty stagnant lately as far as getting any art done
but in the meantime
have a rough doodle plan of the latest Bean™ I designed in my notes
@mixterglacia named him Replay. I actually first designed the lil ufo bean back in mid-October, but I’ve been trying to hash out his not-bean appearance on top of dealing with hell vet tech school and other art
I like to believe that all the dragons in the world were magically cursed and turned into cats. But cats have never forgotten where they come from, hence the attitude.
I nearly didn’t reblog this but the above comment makes more sense than anything I’ve ever heard.
…that’s…that’s actually a story my mom used to tell me when I was little? That a dragon showed up at someone’s cottage so they gave it milk. And the dragon enjoyed the milk, so it kept coming back and got smaller and softer and purry-er until eventually it wasn’t a dragon anymore, it was a cat, and that’s where cats came from and why we keep giving them milk.
She might have gotten the story from Ursula K. Le Guin, or I have confused it with a different dragon story.
i love my mother dearly but ability-wise she frightens me bc not only can she find 20 four leaf clovers within the span of like 2 minutes, everywhere, she can also write her name w/ both hands on a dry erase board or w/e at the exact same time and have both be a mirror image of one another
to add to this: i was making breakfast this morning and i hear “hey milo! look who came to say hello!” and, expecting like, a moth or a frog or something of that nature, i turn and she’s holding a snake
in high school, I was part of a group of art kids who essentially rented an empty classroom one weekend for a costumed photography session. there were no supervising adults anywhere to be found. we were all known as respectable nerds who did well in class, got along with our teachers, and never really did anything objectionable (beyond submitting portraits of Patrick Stewart with large naked breasts for our semester projects… ahem). so I guess administration figured we could be trusted with full reign of the empty school – the fact that several students were kids of board members didn’t hurt.
the photo shoot went well and we had lots of fun posing for and taking hipster portraits and eating snacks. I was just flattered to be considered attractive enough to photograph, since it wasn’t really my clique.
soon, though, we realized the limitless possibilities of an abandoned school where security cameras had not yet been installed. we ran up and down hallways in our underwear, breaking into classrooms to dance upon the desks. we did topless cartwheels across the cafeteria and just… clowned around while doing absolutely zero damage to any school property, until we heard the front door unlock as the janitor came to work. cue a MAD SCRAMBLE across the school to get back to our clothes without getting caught – I swear it was like a level in a video game.
Lotf? Breakdown of civilisation when there is lack of supervising authority
Oh, civilization didn’t break down. We didn’t cause any harm. We just became less clothed and more silly.
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