Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! You are no longer a slave, no longer worth less than dirt. Congratulations! But you will never forget the way they looked at you, will you.
And; “A’Luo, A’Luo!” She calls, the girl with the ponytail and the sweet smile. In certain light, you can never quite recognize her. In certain light, you can never quite recognize yourself either. Or the little slave in the woodshed. The little monster in the woodshed.
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Is the girl Ning YingYing, is the girl Qiu Haitang ? Who knows, not me that’s for sure.
Is the hand Luo Bingue’s, is the hand Qiu Jianluo’s ? Who knows. But it is A’Luo’s hand for sure.
And now you wear his colors, and you take the shape of what he makes of you; like you looked at him the first morning of your unwanted resurrection, and you thought he was crying but the tears were yours, the tears were yours. Then, what remains ? A sense of longing.
What a remarkable child he was, and what a remarkable monster he makes now. Somehow you can still tell, though, that this brutality is only improvised; that it is a fight lost decades ago already. Somehow, this devotion has not yet waned. He is a monster, monster, monster. But everyone is a monster to someone else. When he cowers, it’s your name on his lips.
Your hands taking strands of hair with an unfamiliar tenderness, the pale sickness of eyes green as forest trees, the red of blooming flowers. You won’t say you love her but when she sits beside you and the sunset breaks the sky, when she laughs, you never want to go another day without hearing that laugh.
Love was there. It didn’t change anything, it didn’t change you. But there was love here.
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A companion piece to my other portrait; or. Braiding hair as an act of love.
Please dm me if you're interested or have any questions. (portraits/ just linearts/ chibis/ complexes background etc). More infos under the cut.
If you can’t/don’t want to commissions me sharing this post is very much appreciated! (*￣3￣)╭
Will draw:
original characters
MLM, WLW, MLW ships
OC x canon
I promise I can draw modern stuff I’m just obsessed by the fantasy chinese blorbo(s)
Can’t draw:
nswf
gore (blood is fine)
mecha
complex background/ props (ex: the bed in the 3rd example of the 2nd style. Takes too much time.)
Payment
Full payment upfront through paypal using EUR, though I can offer ko-fi as well
Process
References are useful! (pls don’t use AI)
I will show WIPs throughout the process
Reasonable/simple revisions are free during sketch time
Major revisions will incur additional fees
Terms of Services
I have the right to refuse a commission for any reason.
No refunds unless on my part.
The commission if for personal use, not commercial. (Aka I retain rights over the works.)
Don’t use the commissioned work in any technology related to NFT, cryptocurrencies or Ai
Credit is required when sharing the work
If you’d like to keep a commission private I am happy to oblige, just let me know. I am also open to who posts the finished piece, again, just let me know what your preference is.
I will keep you posted on the progress of the commission, rough draft, sketch and then colours.
Recap of prices:
Style 1: half = 15€ - full = 21€
style 2: half = 24€ - full = 36€
Those are my first time prices, the "wtf i'm doing" so it's low. It's a limited offer :3
Sometimes, in between the bad days, I thought of the others. The quiet, calm days. The tranquil water and the bamboo rustling softly. I thought he would not want always to fight and to struggle— who would, really ? —but sometimes to be dulled and content. To be kind, even when he cannot.
Full of love for you, who hate and hate and hate to exhaustion.
“Now I do not know whether it was then I dreamt I was a butterfly, or wether I am now a butterfly, dreaming that I am a man”
— Tomorrow, look at him and tell me what you see.
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From the fanfiction Lóng Zhong Húdié, by KenrakenOkwaho
This is a gift to @kenrakenokwaho for their delightful one shot
I read it in between days, again and again, and I had the urge to draw for it. I cannot express how much emotions this one shot made me feels, how artfully and beautifully written it is.
The link is below, and I cannot recommend it enough.
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