ENVtuber. Gamer/Fashion Trends Analyst.
ENVtuber. Gamer/Fashion Trends Analyst.
| Art! | Artist! | |
|---|---|---|
| 3D VTuber Model v1 | Yellowlich // VGen | |
| 3D MatchAHH Model v1 | BeoWynn // VGen | |
| LIve2D VTuber Model v2 | Amilim and Reisth // VGen | |
| Live2D VTuber Model v1 | rry0ko // Twitter | Twitch | |
| Crayon Eater PNG | MidnightBlossom // VGen | |
| Logo/Text Logo | DoggyDoro // VGen | |
| Twitch Overlays/Panels | Nasu Aisaru // VGen | Mae // VGen |
| Subscriber Badges | NochuVT // VGen | |
| Emotes | Haryu Moto // Twitter | Morrigh // VGen |
| Starting/BRB/Ending Screens (8-bit) | 1khwan // VGen | |
| Social Media Banners | Kore // VGen | |
| Lore halp/Editing | DoggyDoro // VGen | Marit // Twitter |
ENVtuber. Gamer/Fashion Trends Analyst.
Threading of a Fashion SavantWith the setting of the sun, the sky revealed its beautiful array of oranges and reds, which plastered my mind with the events of the place I was currently in. It was here, in my hometown, where I watched my entire childhood crumble to the ground in a burst of gigantic flames. I lost everything that day. My family, my home, and my best friend. As I walked on this reminiscent pavement, I thought about my memories as a child and chuckled. Although I faced much tragedy back then, I would have never found myself at the Shadowcroft Institute if it was not for that event.“You were right, mama… I guess tragedies do always have a brighter side at the end of the day.”Making my way closer to my family home, I looked at all the houses laid side by side in the neighborhood. It felt as if nothing had changed and that I had traveled back in time to my childhood days. I decided to visit my home during my summer vacation because I knew it was time for my heart and mind to finally feel free from all those years of trauma. I owe it all to those I had befriended during my time at the Shadowcroft Institute. Although, getting to where I am now was not the easiest of feats, I laughed.As my childhood home came into view, I stared at its remnants. The fire had engulfed practically everything, only leaving boards of charred wood in its descent. I paused and for a moment, time had frozen.“M-MatchAHH…” I whispered.As my vision became blurred from my tears, I could not do anything as emotions filled my entire being. Everything was finally rushing in, like a constant waterfall. Emotions poured from my body. When my tears finally stopped, I took my sleeve and wiped my eyes, clearing my vision. However, as I wiped the tears away, a noise came ringing into my ears.“Meow…”In an instant, I pulled my sleeve away to find a little cat curled up in a ball-like shape, meowing at my presence. This cat brought a flood of memories and as my tears started again, I ran towards the cat and embraced it in a deep hug. How wonderful the embrace had felt. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. Realizing my precious MatchAHH had not perished in the fire but survived left me in a train of laughter and tears. All the struggles and tribulations up to this point finally felt worth it as my mind traced back to those points in my life.Flashback a couple of years agoArriving at the institute, I had immediately felt isolated. It is said that a demon’s horns are their most valuable asset, and that to have one broken as an adult meant pride and strength. However, as a young child with a broken horn, I was seen as the complete opposite, both weak and weird. I was ostracized by the rest of the demons at the institute, and to think that I had believed my transfer would help lock away the memories of my childhood was a ridiculous hope. Wherever I went in school, I would be shunned by the other demons. Whether it was lunch, during class, or even during school events. I took those times in isolation however and made something of it. That was the start of large burning flame in fashion. Whenever, I sat alone, I would draw and illustrate various outfits, either as inspiration from famous fashion trends or from the cool anime shows I had grown quite fond of.During these times, I became hyper focused and leaned into the world of fashion and its possibilities. However, as I sketched a new design during lunch, someone called out to me. I turned my head to notice two boys staring at me and, more particularly, my sketch.“… Hey, that is actually really cute!” Another voice called out from the other side of the field.
Two girls started running towards me, and before I knew it, the two boys and two girls were directly in front of me, starry-eyed and smiling. Taken aback, I asked about what they needed. Nobody had ever come to me with such positive attitudes and so naturally, I was wary. The two boys and girls complimented my sketch and each side offered me to help work on their respective projects. I was shocked. Eventually, the boys and the girls started arguing about who I should work with, but after suggesting I worked with both groups, we all laughed and smiled together. From then on, my sketches turned into tailoring practices, which evolved into full on designs and shows.Flashback end“I missed you MatchAHH… Oh, how I missed you so much.”
That night became seared into my mind, a positive reminder of that bright side my mother always told me as a child.“Everything was good… No… Everything is good.”END.
