Stardelo - Star's Hyperfixation Rambles

Trying to claw my way out of an art block with brainrot narilamb and a bit of oc art

Narinder: never mind my failed assassination attempts, im going to kill you one day and i hope every waking second you have is in fear of my soon to be revenge. die

Lamb, who's blood pressure lowers when Narinder enters the room: okie dokie <3

Leshy, play that song from the titanic on kazoo :(

Love Bamsara's twitch chat lmao

figuring out how I wanna draw the lamb (and goat)… headcanon ramblings under the cut

hc that after the goat’s first appearance they constantly show up in the lamb’s reflection and vice versa (orrr maybe only when the goat is merged w the crown like @ the end of the launch trailer…much 2 consider...)

methinks it only happens in bodies of water/liquid. partially bc it seemed cool and ties into the way the goat gets summoned but also bc I imagine trying to look in the mirror and only being able to see someone else would get annoying LOL

originally gave the lamb bigger fluff under their chin but it was making it awkward to place their bell so now they have little tied puffs that hang down and make a similar shape from the side. I might still play w it some more tho.. also the goat has little braids and wavier hair now <3 both of them get longer hair each time I draw them bc every time I see fanart where they're super fluffy I go YES...MORE

THE END meow meow meow

Some doodles of the sillies after reading and playing for a bit (:

the suffering never ends

i hate them

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 19: Feed Your Friendly Monsters

Lambert brings Narinder breakfast as promised, appearing to catch Narinder on the waking end of a particularly nasty nightmare. A peak into his journal is unsuccessful, but the cat enjoys the mortal joys of comfort food for the first time in millennia and the two enjoy talking normally with each other, every day and current stressors aside, it's pleasant. Heket is moved into what will now be considered the Bishop's formal home, it's only occupant until Leshy is found and/or Kallamar is rescued, in whichever order, and Lamb makes it very clear what rules are to be expected with their arrival. After Heket unintentionally gives the Lamb an idea of how she cares for her brothers, they find perhaps the frog is more somber than they thought. Lambert finds a brief repose in the snow one night and finds a cat ending his disappearing act to confront their own. They offer him an opening to be simple and soft, if only for a single moment, and he follows it.

Chapter Wordcount: 10,237 | Read Tags, Happy Reading!

(Originally part of a larger chapter but sliced for reading/editing ease. Another chapter either tomorrow or within a few days hopefully.)

DO ART FOR YOU! 🫵

FUCK EVERYONE ELSE!!!

Seriously.

I'm so sick and weary of logging on here and seeing creators I adore, and people I don't even know alike, apologising for not uploading or basically begging for a break like they're not a human with needs.

You're literally a human being, with thoughts, feelings and emotions. You're not an art factory, you're not some positivity pump, you're nothing other than a genuine human being living a genuine life experience.

SO GO LIVE IT!!!

YOU OWE THE INTERNET NOTHING!!!!

There should be, and realistically is, no shame in just fucking leaving if you want to. There's no contract you signed, there's no permit you bought or lease you hold. You're a person who decided to share their art with the world, FOR FREE, and garnered an audience of faceless people behind screens who enjoy that art because YOU wanted to make it and share it.

Let me be frank as best I can. You owe the internet nothing, you owe the world nothing and you owe yourself EVERYTHING. You are the only person who can live your life, you are the only person who can create the things you create and you are the only motherfucker that should matter to you when you create those things.

Art is supposed to be a wondrous joy that inspires the mind and indulges ideas that other creatures can't even comprehend. It's supposed to be a magical and fun fantasy land where anything is possible because you make it possible. It's not a 9-5 unless you make it one, so stop making your hobby a 9-5 unless you're getting paid for it, and even then put in limits because no job that you choose to do should end in you burnt out and wishing you'd never started in the first place.

Remember when we were all kids? When we all drew and wrote for fun simply because we could? We'd show people are shit and be like "Mama look!" and she'd clap her hands all proud. But she wasn't why you picked up that crayon, you just did it for you because you wanted to make some shit.

That's how it should be. That's how it is unless you let those fake ass numbers on a screen rule your life. It's all meaningless, the praise may be genuine but that doesn't mean you should spend your whole life running in circles and performing for an audience.

Be a human being! Be an artist! Fuck everyone else!

Just be yourself <3

Sebastian Solace as an undertale shopkeeper because why not :)