Hello there! Once again, time for a pinned post update and a proper (re)introduction :)
🌕 I'm a non-binary Ukrainian pixelartist, fascinated by the darkness, the beauty in the horrible, and the contrasts of life ✨
I would love to illustrate your monsters, monstergirls or bugs - if you are interested in that, more info about commissions further down
🕯️ All my art is first posted in early access on my Patreon, as well as a variety of behind-the-scenes content ✨
🕯️ You can see a curated selection of my artworks on my portfolio website, as well as commission info - I still continue to work on it and in the future I hope to also make it into a proper archive ✨
🕯️ All my art posts are tagged as "#lord diana art". Art-only tumblr account - @lordsovornart ✨
More info about my art, commissions and the tags I use on this page are below the cut:
Commission info
I'm open for commissions, private and commercial alike. Below are reference prices for illustrations (when you don't care about technicalities) and for sprites:
Feel free to contact me here, on bluesky at @/lordsovorn.bsky.social or via email: 📧[email protected]
More info about the commission process on my website
What I draw?
Well
1) Monsters and horrors
2) Mermaids, "mermaids" and monster women
3) Bugs
4) Dandadan shitposts and yuri doodles
(all of these are tagged "#lord diana dandadan tag", and regular dandadan shitposts are also always tagged - for browsing or muting, whichever you prefer)
But honestly a variety of other things, some of which I haven't drawn in a while, but which can always make an unexpected comback - such as...
5) Worldbuilding for my setting of the Under - a sprawling mysterious underworld, shrouded in darkness and superstition, where the last remnants of humanity are slowly being digested into nothingness.
All relevant posts are tagged "#secrets of the under"
6) A custom deck of tarot-like cards. It's on my bucket list to finish them someday
7) Possibly, hopefully games!
On my Patreon you can see archived updates and concept art for a Game With A Lot Of Candles In It (on hiatus at the moment)
Besides tumblr, you can find me on bluesky - on bluesky there's also an alt for my occasional experiments in more suggestive art, in case you are interested 🤫
As mentioned above, I'll be happy if you support me on Patreon - there's two weeks of early access for all my art and a lot of bonus behind-the-scenes content for some of it - such as timelapses and comments
Get more from Lord Diana on Patreon. creating pixel art, music and stories. Support Lord Diana and get exclusive access to their work.
I reblog a lot - the art of my awesome internet friends and things I consider interesting - so be warned :)
I like bugs and deep sea critters, dissecting the stories I love way too seriously, and religious studies things 🦑🕯️ I've mentioned dandadan already haha.
Feel free to respecfully let me know if there's any new tag you'd like me to use.
Asks are open! Especially questions about lore are always welcome.
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🚫 r*ssians are not welcome here, as well as terfs, zionists and all the other bigots I won't bother recounting. Fuck AI
I hope this to be a friendly and accepting space 💜🤍🖤
And a serious one at that too - all life is political, after all 🍉
I hope you enjoy your stay in my corner of the internet ✨🖤✨
The Sican (also Sicán) culture is the name that archaeologist Izumi Shimada gave to the culture that inhabited what is now the north coast of Perubetween about 750 and 1375 CE.
One of the Three False Gods, the last guardians of humanity.
Lore under the cut:
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At this distance, the only thing you can do is stay still, hold your breath, and pray.
Often it doesn't help anyway.
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The Hand is the epitome of an Under predator. Unlike the terrifying singing Wall or the seemingly everpresent, yet non-personified Flesh, the Hand is a breathing, walking Being. It is massive and it is fast - and therefore, it is hungry.
The Hand is always on the move, always searching for its next victims. Its hunting grounds stretch as far as its prey might wander, as far as the Under itself. Its mark - bloody prints of monstrously large human hands - taints the walls in rusty red reminders of its nearly undisputed reign over the tunnels.
It is cruel and cunning and resourceful to the extreme. Its blindness isn't even a limitation - it knows when you see it. It senses fear from the tiniest squeak, from the faintest rustle of clothes against tensing muscle.
It is blindingly fast on the hunt, patient and persistent in the search. It dances along the walls with uncanny grace, diving in and out of shadows. Poking. Testing. And then snapping.
The Hand displays a surprising amount of restraint for a creature that can obliterate its prey by sheer mass alone. Which is why it is so often underestimated by those who see it for their first and their last time.
An object of dread and fascination, the Hand is both the boogieman and the guide. Where it treads, we may pass. Where it hunts, we may find sustenance. If we follow its example and never cross paths with it ourselves, we might yet have a chance of surviving this hell.
Many fanciful epithets are used to denote the qualities of the God of the Underworld - not least of which is "The Merciless". Much like the monsters of the deep sea, the Hand rarely feasts, and so never passes an opportunity and never lets go of its prey. It will pursue for as long as it senses movement, and it will kill with no regard for pity or satisfaction. It drags off corpses and impales them on rocks to eat later. It tears and twists them in grotesque displays because it understands the fear of the little hairless monkeys that seem so paradoxically familiar.
And it uses it.
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Be quiet.
Lie down slowly. In a tight space, if possible. Stay still.
Away from the fire - it will search around it.
Hold your breath. Listen to its footsteps - it will try to wait you out multiple times.
Pray the earth swallows you and then lets you out alive.
I urge everyone to learn about the atrocities that the russians are committing DAILY against the residents of the Kherson region.
ever heard about human safari? this is what the residents of Kherson are being subjected to, because russians are literally hunting them down, using FPV-drones and other types of weapons. they openly take pride in these war crimes and rejoice at every civilian they kill, and they also target medical (as well as firefighters and rescue workers) personnel who respond to calls to treat the wounded. what might seem like an ordinary trip on public transport is, for the civilians, a terrifying experience, just like simply being out on the streets of their hometown, because russian scumbags hunt them down everywhere.
always remember about the people who live in terror every moment.
always remember what bloodthirsty creatures russians are. there is NOTHING "mysterious" or "beautiful" about so-called ruzzian culture. their true culture can be described in one word: terrorism.
Can't wait for someone to cut and loop it into an extended version so that I can feel trapped forever in the limbo of Gripp's Emporium, trapped with no exit and no cash in a genre different from my own
"Well-known and rather common throughout the Harmonious lands despite being native to Charizee, Squishscald can occassionally come to dwell within lakes in large colonies. Keeping the water at hot tub temperature, they purify it in a way, but also push out most native fish, mollusks and other sources of human sustenance - thus being both a blessing and a curse.
Unfortunate are those who would accidently step on a slug the temperature of a molten rock, but there are creatures with specialized enough limbs and "gloves" that have adapted to utilize Squishscald as devastating projectiles"
