Hi! My nickname is Fae, Pippa/Pip, or Vielle. I am born on December 20, 2003 and I’m an OC & multi-fandom artist from SEAsia. I’m cupio-pan, genderfluid, and go by any pronoun!!
I have an obsession with art, tech, mythologies, observing birds/bugs/amphibians/reptiles/plants/etc… and I’m picking up new hobbies or interests every few weeks haha
Currently I’m in college, so I might be a bit inactive or may go on hiatus/semi-hiatus from time-to-time. Especially during exams or practicals week.
✿ ︴𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 & 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
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⤷ Minors are strictly not allowed to interact. Premature consumption of explicit content leads you to develop hypersexuality and other issues. Don’t make mistakes that can affect you long-term mentally and psychologically.
⤷ Don’t like, don’t interact. You’re not being held at gunpoint. Prioritize your mental health, not petty online arguments. I will not entertain any attempts at instigating unnecessary drama.
⤷ Please do not expect me to constantly cater to your interests.
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⤷ My blog contains heavily mature content. I dive into dark themes and draw things that won’t be everyone's cup of tea. Consider this your explicit warning: this is a DEAD DOVE page.
Trigger Warnings: Possibly all things NSFW (gore, nudity, etc.), religious/cult themes, self-harm, suicide, and depictions of abuse. Fiction ≠ Reality. I do not condone any of the dark or harmful things depicted in my art. My work is strictly a coping mechanism—an outlet to vent and regain control over real-world trauma and my environment.
DO NOT PROCEED IF: You are a minor, highly sensitive to these triggers, or lack the media literacy to separate fiction from reality.
If you choose to enter an explicitly mature space despite clear warning labels, any distress you experience is entirely on you. You willingly put yourself in a situation you couldn’t handle. Do not blame creators for your own lack of boundaries or your inability to comprehend complex, dark fiction. I did my part by warning you. Now do yours
⤷ On the other hand, I do not condone reenacting the things depicted in my work irl. You may enjoy it in fiction but do not replicate it in real life. Don’t be weird 😭😭😭
⤷ Forgive me if my brain is processing info like a vending machine trying to process a very creased dollar bill sometimes. I’m neurodivergent (university evaluated so not exactly canon because getting officially diagnosed with autism and planning on taking up a medical career in a conservative and ableist third world country isn’t a very good mix) and it takes me a while to process certain things like jokes and stuff.
⤷ English isn’t my first language, and I don’t use a translator so I apologize for any grammatical errors I make. That’s all on me wwww.
⤷ Not comfy with lolisho and incest. I am pro-fiction, but I just don’t feel comfortable with the overly explicit side so I often avoid those types of content. No hate to the artists who aren’t trying to be malicious, it’s just triggering for me 🙏
That is all for now! ^^ things may change from time to time.
Looks so bad because I did it mostly in pens bec I am impatient and don’t wanna sketch in pencils too long *tapos nagmano-mano sa ballpen*.
My phone can’t capture the right colors but the colors are so nice irl I wanna rip it out of my sketchbook and eat it.
Anyways, it’s 3 AM. I love these Languo pens and markers, I don’t usually do traditional but it’s nice to just rawdog straight up pens— like, literally no erasing, no undo button—to get rid of perfectionist tendencies. TIME TO draw on my table until the sun rises SLEEP
Working on Linnea rn because Filian came super close to burning me out hhhh. Plus playing around with art styles wwwww
Also, I keep forgetting this mf is a child of a primordial fire God and most definitely can incinerate a whole city in a span of minutes if they just stopped pulling back so much or stopped being a pacifist.
(Note to self for some random info. FAE, READ THIS AND NOTE IT DOWN AFTER NAP, ON NOTEBOOK #87 ↓)
As per previous info: Linnea has blue flames when they’re using purely fae magic (not sandbagging or stifling their innate fae or wisp-like traits). They look like a comet when they’re zipping through the forest.
The Teine faes are immune to corruption and can burn away some levels of it without harming the vessel. On the other hand, the Ember Mother can completely erase it from existence and heal the damages it had caused to the person. The Ember Mother is the only god that has dominion over Linnea and their siblings, none had been able to claim her children nor ever tried to due to her protective nature. She cannot leave the Otherworld but she can still extend her assistance beyond the realm through other means.
Linnea isn’t human and doesn’t understand nor feel human emotions. The way in which their kind feel or process emotions are much more complex than how humans do, yet Linnea still tries to understand and replicate it even if it just comes off as odd at times. They started copying human body languages to communicate better with the human family that took care of them + to blend in better.
They don’t have a heartbeat but their skin is warm and healthy. They don’t have finger prints or palm, even in their human form. In a lot of old cultures including ours, those are little indicators that a person is a faefolk :3
Strangely enough, they don’t eat meat nor hunt unless they really have to since animals are sacred to them. The only time they ever did hunt was when they were raising children.
Quiet and kinda just does their own thing but easy to talk to and hang out with. I think they’d get along well with other PCs. They look pretty young but their habits really give away that they ooold old and have had kids before lol
Idk how many millennias old they are but they were worshipped as a deity by hunters and travelers at one point in their life. They have no followers that worship them now tho, as they’ve been slowly forgotten through their dormancy and due to changing times + new deities coming in. They don’t really care, they were just lending people their assistance.
Added weird fact: the first fox OC that all my fox OCs were pulled from was a Happy Tree Friends OC I made and named “Foxy” which I also later renamed “Swift”. I think I made him/her in 2nd-3rd grade and then later turned them into a reconnaissance soldier for Operation Tiger Bomb.
And then I turned them into a kyūbi no kitsune in junior high school. There were 2 variations of them; red hair and silver hair.
Red hair then branched into Mallory and Some other guys:
(Linnea was an expy of these two combined lol)
While the silver-haired variation branched out to these guys:
(I think I’ll work on these guys on my OC blog—oughh especially Achlys… probably the shrine figurine guy too because I haven’t gone further than “you bought a cute fox figurine from a thrift shop pero may kasama palang elemento. Filipino ukay-ukay superstition” typa thing for him.)
I think have too many fox OCs and these guys aren’t the only ones, I have Siglinde and Ume and many others orz. Anywayyssss, watch me make another fox OC when I find another cute trinket or fandom I can base them off of 🥀🥀🥀
This and bunnysonas. For some odd reason, I always make bunny-adjacent OCs when I make fox-adjacent ones… like, Linnea and their mate are fox-bunny pairs too. Maybe I just like whatever’s going on with this dynamic. Maybe I just like how both animals are depicted as quick and clever in lots of fairytales despite their differences as predator and prey wwww
Ouh I forgot abt this, but there was a huge fire yesterday a little too near our house and our neighbors’ houses as well but fire department managed to contain it before it spread further.
Just rambling, no need to read. GO AWAY AAAA GRRRRRRRRRRR WOOF WOOF BARK BARK ARF BARK GRRRR WOOF SNARL HSSSS GRRRR WOOF WOOF BARK ARF GRRRR HSSSS WOOF WOOF BARK ARF GRRRRR HSSSSS BARK ARF GRRRR WOOF WOOF BARK GRRR SNARL ARF WOOF BARK ARF SNARL HSSSSSS
I think I wanna tweak Linnea’s design and rewrite them because their old lore is a bit juvenile 🤔
I don’t think I wrote the whole “millennia-old fae” wisdom and unbothered-ness good enough bec I rushed to recycle Sumi and Marshie’s old OC stuff and mashed them togetherrr. Also didn’t hit the mark I’ve put down for their old notes so I’m redoing most of itt… maybe make a version 2 of them bec I feel guilty for not playing around with them enough despite being an amalgamation of all my fox OCs from elementary to junior high school that I’ve loved sm…
I made a cute little fairytale. I was planning on adding more doodles to it but we have prelim exams so I’ll just drop the stuff here orz
Many a year ago, a silent band of hares, cloaked in robes of midnight velvet, arrived at the iron-wrought gates of the Great Fold. The cloistered sheep of the Temple watched their approach in heavy, wool-gathering silence. Their gentle gazes lingered longest upon the doe of the company. To traverse the blighted, fog-choked wilds while carrying the heavy burden of an unborn leveret seemed a reckless, almost cruel endeavor. Yet, beyond this quiet pity, their arrival stirred no shock; the reputation of the long-eared hunters for lethal, silent swiftness had leaped far ahead of them, and they were admitted without question into the inner sanctum.
Under the grim guidance of their buck leader, and with the doe serving as their far-seeing oracle, they became the Temple’s silent instruments against the encroaching corruption. Wherever the shadow took root, the hares were there to sunder it—containing the rot and purging those whom the darkness had already claimed. In those days, the blight was a visible, violent malady that twisted the gentlest souls into grotesque depravity. Their work was as relentless as it was grim.
But during what should have been a routine excursion into the briars, the unthinkable occurred: the oracle herself was seized by the blight. The affliction took hold with a sudden, jagged violence. It was plain to any observer that her mind was no longer her own; she had become a vessel for something ravenous. For weeks, she remained shackled within the Temple’s deepest dungeons, her maddened impulses bound by cold iron, until the fateful hour she finally succumbed, her last breath slipping away into the dark.
No sooner had her heart stilled than they took the blade to her lifeless form. In a grim and desperate race against the rot, they dissected her cold flesh, cutting the living babe from his dead mother's womb mere minutes after she perished. He emerged into the world with fur the color of pale, pink roses—a haunting, permanent reminder of that sanguine ordeal, as if his very flesh had been stained by the blood of his grim delivery.
Though the young hare was born healthy, he was undeniably altered. The corruption had reached into the marrow of his instincts, leaving his impulses shadowed and strange. Fearing both for the child and for the world, his kin retreated from the order's frontline. They spirited him away to the decaying grandeur of their ancestral estate, hiding him within its high, vine-choked walls—a gilded warren where he could neither be harmed by the outside world, nor inflict his inherited darkness upon it.
✿┊The other hunters, the ram priest, and the lamb initiates
✿┊The hunter and the oracle’s colors + some test doodles
✿┊The thumbnails awawawa
Oughh these would’ve been so cool to draww. Maybe I’ll draw them someday. Just couldn’t do it rn because of our exams.
Ts is so metal idk why I didn’t finish it. Anyways, the unnamed angel is pretty feral, idk how to explain it but oh my god the abilities I gave them’s so fucking scary too. I thiiink I might pick them up again separate from Filian’s AU.
