I didn’t plan on doing anything for the briskly made up character but I ended up enjoying the design so much I decided to do a quick sketch of her. She actually gave me a cool idea; in a special edition of the album, she, and any of the celebrities that show up (either by appearance in some form or by name only) on the Road Trip will be included in bonus pages that give short blurbs about the character in question.
So quick blurb about her: Marealyn Monroan is one of Equestria’s biggest stars in the acting business. She’s an acting powerhouse and is said to be able to play nearly any role given to her. The very epitome of a flirt, she’s known to give her fans kisses, but to many fans’ disappointment she’s happily married to a famous Ewetuber (bruh I’m such trash for that pun).
Speaking of though, given the nature of the Road Trip project I might end up doing more spoofs of famous celebrities every now and then. If I do, what celebrity (or celebrities if they’re in something like a band or group) would you like to see a spoof of (living or dead, any occupation not just movies)??
Once a sick kid, and now a soldier, the possibility of imminent death is something Steve's had to grow accustomed to. Turns out, a sacred, somewhat odd nightly ritual, helps him cope.
It had been strange at
first, after the serum, to find out how deep a ‘deep breath’ really was.
He was lying on his back
in his bed in Stark Tower and no matter where or when he was, nothing was as
comfortable and as comforting as that last breath before winding down into his
His mother had started it;
he never remembered a time when she didn’t sit with him, hand on his back and
breathing slow and deep with him before mentioning three things she was
grateful for and one happy memory, before another three deep breaths. Sometimes, they were grateful it was sunny, and
sometimes they were grateful they were Irish and sometimes they had such nice
neighbors. Sometimes it was bigger
things, being grateful for being able to eat dinner or have heat. They were always grateful, Sarah would always
say, for second chances. A new one, every day, my dear, was what
she always said every evening.
Steve took in his third
deep, deep breath and held it for a slow count to ten before releasing it
slowly. Eyes still closed, he thought
for only a few moments before murmuring to himself:
“I’m grateful for the
trust of my teammates. I’m grateful for
belonging. I’m grateful for second
chances; a new one, every day.”
He paused again for
several moments before continuing:
“Singing in the car with Rhodey after his PT appointment this week made me really happy, because I didn’t think he’d smile or laugh for a couple days. It was a rough appointment and I admire him and he can really sing him some Sly and the Family Stone.”
Steve went quiet, taking
three more slow, deep breaths, and drifting off to sleep.