Roar
I saw three drawings in Pinterest and it inspired me to make it 🤙🏽
And I decided to draw a panther cuz they’re elegant in a scary way, such as Kenyan.
I love Kenyan’s gaze. I love Kenyan’s hair. I love Kenyan’s mood. I love Kenyan. In this place we stan Kenyan, with or without her mistakes.
Seth Yaneh
From the modern AU (or a new story, I’m thinking about the name).
He is Kenyan’s and Sylris’s child, but not in the traditional way. They kinda rescued (kidnapped?……) him from a death scene, but Sylris went a bit too far on his cure. Let’s say he literally reset the kid and “programmed” him into believing they’re his parents.
They slay at parenting, don’t they? ☺️ /jk
Below, the moment Sylris first met him (cw: blood, abuse, death?)
Seth doesn’t remember about it, and he also doesn’t know how was his life before. Sylris has an idea of how it was after searching on it, but chose to not mention it to anyone. It’s like he deleted that child and created a new one: their precious son, Seth.
Hiiii, <333 i need to know, thoughts about Loid??? (He is my fav character in spyxfamily uwu)
That's all, (by the way, I LOVE YOUR ART <333 KEEP GOING UWU)
With all respect, WHAT A MAN.
This spy is giving his life away for the family he “shouldn’t care about” (LIES, YOUR HONOR, LIES!), and it’s so funny/cute to see him struggling about it all 😭💖
That episode in the castle was AMAZING! I know the manga is pretty good too, but I loved how they made Loid’s personality shyer because he was doing silly things—it’s totally him.
And I’m hopping with all my heart that he will realize this family is perfect for him, and then decides to never leave 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
(Thank you for the compliment, your art is very adorable too <3)
Maivtre,
lukai ínan. Sov panemo vonako fare.
Translated from Martrakoji (my fictional language), it means: “Maivtre, protect us. Don’t bring your wrath.”
As said in some posts ago, Maivtre is the goddess and queen of Martra. “Maivtre” isn’t exactly a name, but a title passed down generation.
The current Maivtre isn’t on her sanest moment of her life, lol. It’s not entirely her fault, tho…
The style was inspired by @astrono77153462, I don’t know what social media cuz I found their drawings on Pinterest.
Lukai vonako Nimaba
"Protect your family"
That's making my heart warm ❤️❤️ I guess it's the first time I drawn them happy— IT'S SO CUTE 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️
That's Kenyan and Ethan when he was 8-10. She had left Martra to raise Ethan on Earth when he was a baby, so he has no idea that Martra exists.
To fit in, she's using magic to disguise her ears (some people can see its true shape if not looking directly at her/side-eye), hiding Ethan's ears with his hair and painting his hair brown. She didn't paint her hair cuz on Earth adults can paint hair, young children not.
It's sad that I can't explain every single detail, but all of them have a meaning ❤️ if you’re curious, you can guess their meanings based on what I already posted, or you can ask me; I’ll be glad to explain :)
Omg I’ve only scrolled a couple of pieces of your art but they are incredible!! You’re an amazing artist!!
So, who’s the oc on the banner (I think that’s what it’s called) photo? They look so cool!!
Yay I’m glad you liked them!! <33
And, despite looking nothing like her, that character was supposed to be a “villain” Elsa lol. In the time, I wrote a short story and made this drawing of her:
So, is this the end?
I have done it. I finished my job. After years, it happened:
The world is frozen.
I was tired of their laugh, tired of their joy, their happiness, love, pleasure… even their sadness was worth of envy.
Such things were lost in the way before I could even notice, just like my body. My chest aches to breathe, my vision is made of abstract shapes, I can only hear my fading heartbeats in my ears. Taste and smell? Well, they were the first to disappear.
Yet, I persist. No for out of will, nor for the lack of it. No matter what I think about my situation, it will remain like this. I am a living statue, forever stuck in this endless life.
Immortal and unchangeable; not exactly the nature of ice, but my curse messed up nature itself. Many living beings were extinct in the permanent cold weather, many died in starvation, others in captivity, some in my stalactites. And thousands, millions, tens of millions were turned into ice statues.
My people, families, men, women, children, elders… all stopped in time, with no index of fear in their body language. They weren’t waiting for my power to struck them like this.
Anna is also there. I can’t see her face, but I know it’s her. My sister, who insisted so much for my well-being no matter what I did through the years.
Now she’s nothing but a sculpture. All of them.
My own art exhibition, made by me, for me only.
My body cracked when I sighed. I’m sat in my throne, crown on my head and staff in my hand. A, literally, cold Queen. Or tyrant. They used to call me by all names, didn’t they? Devil, even. So I promised I’d remember theirs as well:
Frank, Philips, Greg, Paola, Theo, Angela, Hiago, Mathias, Vanya, Wender, Christine, Diana, Xavier… Hans, Kristoffer, Sven, Olaf.
Yes, I remember all of them. I remember everything. Every single word and deed that I have done. I remember every single soul I killed, their positions, their expressions, their feelings, oh, excruciating details of their pain. All of it reflected in my ice as it came from out to inside them.
They were destined to die someday, I only advanced what was meant to be. I did it for everyone’s well-being. The cries of the ones left were disturbing me. They made me desire to live like that once again, to be human once again, to listen to Anna’s pledge. Her sobbing voice when she found out I failed suiciding… it almost made me human again.
But to be human is to be weak and fragile. If I were human, I’d be dead when I threw myself from that cliff. But I am something else. I am transcendent. I am made to be like this, nothing will bring me to the mud of humanity.
I chose it for me, it’s humanity’s problem to deal with the consequences of my choice.
…
I sometimes wonder if it was the right decision.
…
How much time passed? Days? Months? Years? Centuries?
…
Does it matter? Nothing will change anyway.
We are frozen for eternity.
THANK GOD AGAIN CUZ I REMEMBERED I SENT THIS CHAPTER TO SOMEONE, SO IT WAS SAVE THERE 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I just deleted the chapter unintentionally.
That’s it, lemme kms— /jk
(Explanation: I was trying to write in Ellipsus cuz everyone says you shouldn’t write in Google Docs. Then, I was going to read it now, but the work name was in that initial tutorial, and below was the drafts (my chapter). I, innocently, clicked to delete this tutorial page, thinking it was just another page like the drafts, and it said: it’ll be deleted forever, and I was, okay, fine, I don’t care about the tutorial 🤙🏽 then it closed the window and all the drafts went with God ☠️ I even cried haha…)
(Thank God I had part of the chapter in Google Docs, but it’s lacking 900 words, give or take. Ughhhhhh I’m wondering if it’s karma for making Ethan’s life so difficult 😩)
Quality Time
Behold! The drawing that almost gave me a heart attack ❤️ despite the problems, it finished fine and I loved the result 🤙🏽
In case you don’t recognize, the boy is Seth, from In My Hands (Ashes AU, idk if this name is good, help), and the doctors are Sylris and Kenyan. Mostly, Sylris does all the stuff, and Kenyan is there as a support for them.
Seth has his hashtag now, if you want to check it out.
They look really cool woah ⚠️⚠️ your style fits them better, but I had to make at least a quick sketch of them :))
DOUG AND TRIXIE SKETCH PAGE SET!!!
(Interactions would be incredibly appreciated!)
Auvies Race
By my searches, black people lived in places where the UV light was too intense, and their skin evolved to reflect this light away (so they don't absorb much vitamin D and get sick).
Now white people absorb MORE, as their environment are usually cold, and the sun doesn't hit a lot; so they need to absorb as much as possible vitamin D.
The Auvies need to stay in cool places because they don't sweat—they're cold blood beings (I’m still thinking about its consequences, but they’re supposed to not have pores). So they obviously don't stay exposed to Sun cuz they’ll easily get burned, and this leads to the conclusion they're mostly white.
Maybe some of them have a kinda darker skin if they're ones who travels a lot, or works on markets, but I don't think they'd get really black because it hurts to stay in the Sun; it's not likely they'd get exposed for ages to evolve that much.
(This is me searching logics to make a single drawing)
I need more Ethan and Maya, tell me about them please 🥺
I’m glad you liked them 😭💖 tbh, Maya was a total extra character that wouldn’t appear for a long, LONG time, but I decided she’s gonna accompany Ethan cuz she’s too cool to just disappear🤙🏽 (and now I’m dying to rethink the whole story omg send help)
Hmmm I dunno what to say about Ethan without spoiling but, geez, he’s hard to write. His description is apparently simple: shy, insecure guy who wants to be loved. Simple. SO SIMPLE THAT IS HARD TO MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A PROTAGONIST. He was made to be a normal guy amidst the weirdos, but because of this, it’s troublesome to highlight his own characteristics. Like, everything is related to somebody else, the drama is because of someone else… he doesn’t have any “active” decisions, and it’s annoying me 😭😭
I hope he gets to improve and realize he is not a spectator of his own life. He needs to act by himself, to do what he wants, and stop living for others. MOVE, BOY!
(Secretly this is an advice for myself lol)
Thank you very much for the ask 🫶🏽