Hello, This Is My First Post Here, But Not Even Close To My First Experience On Tumblr. Ive Missed It.

Hello, this is my first post here, but not even close to my first experience on Tumblr. I’ve missed it. The times when I spent hours on here, brimming with excitement to hear new fan theories or share my art with the world. I’d like to experience that again.

While I was absent the world has changed, I have changed. It’s been about half a decade and while my view on life isn’t too different, it’s enough to make me introspective and nostalgic. I don’t know how I want to go about this, as my work and my life are inescapably tied yet I constantly try to separate them for the “betterment” of my image and wallet. I’m tired of that.

I want to experience freedom of thought, of words, of expression in one place. Tumblr was where I was free once, and I’d like that again.

Anyway, enough of the sappy nonsense.

My name is Soleil. I am 21 years old and I’m from the southeastern coast of the United States. I am a Cancer, and my Meyer’s Briggs is INFT/J depending on when I’ve taken the test. None of that matters in comparison to how you perceive me and my art, but it does matter to some. I’m open to questions, engagement, and interactions (minors dni).

In this blog I will be discussing myself and my issues along with other things I find interesting. I have CPTSD, ADHD, and I’m probably autistic according to my doctor, but I haven’t gotten the full diagnosis yet. If those things bother you, this probably isn’t the blog for you, but I have no problem tagging things so others can avoid it.

In terms of my art, I enjoy gouache, watercolor, digital art, colored pencils, oil painting, acrylic, mixed media, and really anything else I can get my grubby little hands on. I also have random bursts of fanart energy. Stay tuned!

the sketch is finally complete!

f1 aston martin amr21 ❤️ i’m opening up commissions again too, so hmu if you want some cars or pretty people drawn for you!

my dramatic interpretation of how bill and i met at work vs how he saw it. when i started working there, the place was down a dishwasher so he took over and since i was new i was put on dish polishing duty. he played some alice glass mixed with some duster songs and i stared autistically at him.

from his perspective he said he was “happy to meet a pretty girl who liked the same music.” did not pick up on that. thought i was being weird. he said he did not think i was being weird. i don’t trust that.

food chain