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Orianas Wardrobe Part 1 (Swipe For Each Individual Dress Close Up And Timelapse) . . . As Yall Can Tell
Oriana’s Wardrobe Part 1 (Swipe for each individual dress close up and timelapse) . . . As y’all can tell by now, I love designing clothes for my characters. I try to explain their personalities, histories and environments through their clothing and its fun scrolling through Pinterest and seeing which outfit fits them the best. So, this is Princess Oriana. No, she is not in the canon verse of my story. She’s in an AU where Lucette marries this spider humanoid oc, Phobia, of a friend of mine’s, @realfloopdoop She’s their kid. Hence the four arms. You’ll see her other inhuman features later on. Her entire wardrobe is based in the 1850s-1860s era of fashion, so I get to still draw her in big poofy skirts, yay! . . . (Please do not steal, copy, trace, edit, or repost without permission) . . #blackcharacterdesign #blackcharacterart #procreate #procreateart #digitalart #fashionart #clothesdesign #dressdesign #artistsoninstagram #artistsofinstagram #blackartists #tumblrartist #artistsontumblroninstagram #procreate5 #ipadprocreate https://www.instagram.com/p/CBn6fdDjvSd/?igshid=6lsj0vj9xo9j
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Princess Damiana Favero 👑Swipe for close ups + timelapse👑 . . . Remember that picture of Lucette’s daughters I did months ago? Well here’s that little girl in the purple dress all grown up! Little Damiana ain’t so little anymore. And what a beauty she’s grown into. She’s still a little sweetheart tho, that doesn’t change. So I got the idea to do royal portraits of all of Lucette’s children grown up (I know, uh oh) and Damiana is the first. This is the first time in months that I’ve fully rendered a picture. Had to be worthy of a princess, after all. Hope y’all love it and are ready to see more! (Story shares would be appreciated, please and thank you) . . . (Please do not steal, copy, trace, edit, or repost without permission) . . #digitalart #digitalillustration #digitalpainting #digitalartist #procreate #procreateart #procreateartist #oc #originalcharacter #originalcharacterart #18thcenturyfashion #royalportrait #sassyprincesslucette https://www.instagram.com/p/B_FsuPAjA68/?igshid=ursdt3p0p7hy
This week
This week has been.........an absolute shitshow for us black people. And it looks like its gonna get worse. I’ve been able to handle previous police murders but for some reason this one is hitting me hard. And I don’t know why. I don’t know if its because I’m older now and technically an adult or if because I have a more online presence but All the shit we’ve been dealing with this week has been taking a toll on me.
Its tiring
It’s exhausting
and its just depressing.
• Woman’s Ensemble and Fichu.
Place of origin: France
Date: ca. 1780
Medium: Cotton plain weave (muslin) with silk embroidery.
Maybe Not Her Mother....
Despite being such a beautiful sunny day, Lucette only felt like she was standing underneath a dark storm cloud. This emotional dark cloud only made her more upset. While everyone else was gifting flowers and objects to their mothers, she was laying a wreath of flowers on her mother’s grave.
“It’s not fair.” She mumbled to herself, blinking quickly to push back her tears. Everyone else was dressing up in bright colors and laughing and talking with their mother’s while here she was, dressed head to toe in black, kneeling before her mother’s grave. She shouldn’t be here. Her mother shouldn’t be underground. She should’ve been waking up to her daughter and husband bringing her breakfast in bed. Sailing through the skyways to her favorite islands. Running through flower filled meadows, barefoot and laughing.
“And yet, here I am. Wallowing under a perpetual cloud that only darkened on this special day.”
“Indeed, but it is only reasonable and expected of you to be here on this day.”
Startled, Lucette spun around to see a familiar beautiful clockwork standing a few feet behind her. Queen.
“Queen. What are you doing here?” She questioned.
“Looking for you. Protecting you. Supporting you.” Queen replied, smoothly making her way over to the saddened princess and kneeling next to her, her eye holes fixated on the grave. Lucette felt comforted by her presence. Though Queen wasn’t her mother and can’t replace her mother, no one could, but Queen did a good job supporting her like one.
“Thank you, Queen.”
“It is my pleasure, colombina.”
And when the women made their way home to the palace, Lucette’s mourning veil was off her head and Queen had a gentle arm wrapped around her shoulder.
Honestly
This whole talk about the new upcoming Inuyasha sequel makes me wanna hurry up and post my Inuyasha fanfic online. But luckily my past disappointment with past sequels of other series restrains my hype and excitement. So, luckily I’m not rushing out of hype.
ngl, I’m pretty on edge about sequels in general.