𝕴 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜

D̷̨͎̫̹̜͚̫̜́͝ơ̵͚̗̅̾̈́͐̉̿̾̍͌n̵͐͛̌ͅ'̵̣̝̞͗̈́̋̽̋̈́̿̎t̵̢͍̟̩͕̲̤͛͋ͅ ̴̢̘̫͔̥͆͗̓̅́̔͘̕g̵̛̛̩̿͛̓̈́̌͗̉͠e̸̛̲͙̦̬͖̠̝͇̞t̷̡̼͍̭͓͎̦̹͍̋͝ ̵̰̤̭̔̈́̈̀̅̐͠ţ̷̠̞̼͙̮̓̈́̌ǒ̵̢͙̪͈͎̲̇̀̊ͅo̷̡̠̙͉̭͉͓̥̺̥̊̎̐̊̂̂̾̏͝ ̵̡̯̇͂̎̃̃̇͝c̵͈̞̗͕͈͒̕͜l̴̝̘̣̫̝̫̽̔̀͐͆̇̇̀̕o̷̘͎͊̉̚s̴̛̖̺͍̙͉͎̽̑͗̇̿͠͝e̴͚̝̟̳̒́̄̕͝.̴̢̲̦̲̱͚̆͛̀̋̈̆̐̅̇͝ ̸̛̗̱̘̞͚̮̦͆̈́̾̇͒̕Ḯ̶̡͈͉̭͂͐̐̀͝͝ ̵̰̠̥̤̥̮̖̍̈́̈̽̓̎c̶͖̖̣̮̰̈́a̵̼͆͑͌̄̈́̎̊̎̀ņ̷̖̘͎̱͂̀ ̶͉̳̞̈́̃̈́̅̄͆̂̉b̶͚̻͑̊̄̐̃͝i̷͖̖̜̖̘̱̝͚̓̈́̈́̑̿̚͘͝͝t̷͔̪̻̅̐̄̏͗̃̾͘ë̴͇̦̠̭͇̪͇́͛͛.̶̥̗̠́̾̆̃́͒̀́̕

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✨I haven’t drawn in a long time, and this is the first shit I’ve made✨

I refuse to find one design for Dorian's face 🤷‍♀️

(shirt cut meme by @druzsea, but I was too lazy to finish it)

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The Castle. Place. Dream. God.

“The Castle” is an entity inhabiting the ruins of one of the forgotten castles on the endless Scottish moors. It remembers its days in Arcadia (the city from which the soul bound to it originates) and tries to shape this place into what fragments of memory suggest to it: gathering flowers for its mother, making the noise of everyday life, imitating guards patrolling the corridors.

Yet the remnants of the history of the soul imprisoned here are not the only traces of presence. The second part of the being known as the Castle is pure Energy - lost, forgotten - existing as the wild animal of this cursed place. A hungry stray dog. It hunts pigeons, guards its small territory, and reacts with aggression to anything that might harm it.

This is its home. Their home. Their Castle.

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My first and last interaction on tumblr 💀

Nah, man, I'm stupid I didn't checked when they made their discord acc 💀

Damn, and it’s that same guy I was wondering about before — whether it was a red flag when he gave me the wrong Discord username — and now I regret deleting our previous conversation, because I would’ve had his other account name for scamming people XD

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🍄

It’s been a long year

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Solo lake adventure

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Fish want him, fish fear him

internet’s down

I got carried away and drew the first version with short hair (second slide) edit: there is no second slide I noticed XD

the lips came out really kissable what

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Ira. His job is to be charming and sometimes cut off the wings of Angels.

Some time ago I drew a mermaid who had the same name as him (and actually looked the same lol), but after some daydreaming I decided to absorb him (and Castor, but in a slightly different version) into ZPtwN.

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two bros dancing cos they're rich

Melchior and his (yet unnamed) buddy are dancing happily. They pamper each other with delicious dishes, exquisite fabrics and other valuables.

Just to clarify, this is not a ship. Melchior has this relationship with many people.

More flies will be caught with honey. And if one doesn't stick, there's always a flyswatter left.

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"Final Sunrise"

When it's hot, but you have a giant friend and you're a little bean.

Arthur looks for a signal to call for help, as he and Philip are stuck on a planet where it's quite tolerable at night, but the heat will fry them during the day.

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I don't believe these people are married.

Although after what they've been through, their relationship may make sense. They were brought together by ambition, loss and hatred. Now, after so many years, they are just shells full of pain and disgust. And yet, somehow they keep on doing. Sir Ethan has set off on a lonely journey, and Lady Maladee moves gracefully among the elite. Like two slimy snakes: one hidden under a rock, the other warming in the sun.

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Younger Mel

Or rather old Melchior in the clothes of young Melchior. Either way, HE IS A QUEEN.

Of course, I'll be working on his outfit again, but drawing Mel is always fun.

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Nuray and Roshan

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I love her, but I don't even have a name for her yet, and I don't know how I can justify the existence of her horn in the story. ;u;

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Conor grew up and he's no longer afraid of naked people.

Meme by PeachTabby

Here are some old drawings and some new ones.

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Gabriel and Lorelei, chilling.

LORE: Dragons (demons with great power) are known for their love of all kinds of arts. Therefore, embroidering feather pillows is a normal activity. However, it's abnormal that Lorelei as an angel not only doesn't fear Gabriel, but as a knight decides not to kill him.

Also, the answer to the question why they are naked: Because they don't care. Lorelei's tent is located on some savannah, so the temperature is usually high there. Plus that was about 10,000 years ago. PLUS Gabriel's culture even forbids him from wearing clothes, but he's a rebellious youth.

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Valentine:

He fllows the rules, even if he doesn't agree with them because he doesn't want to lose his rank and wings (which are cut off as punishment for disobedience) (and he's very much in the crosshair because King of Angels likes his wings too much and would like to have them in his collection).

Valentine after corruption arc:

Valentine eventually loses to his emotions, which no longer allow him to control his powers. Energy crystallizes on him as his tired mind falls into deeper and deeper darkness. Unable to find an agreement with King of Angels, he decides to take the throne by force. However, it doesn't make life easier for angels, because Valentine's crystals grow beyond his body and take over the entire area, blocking all passages. Ultimately, he isolates himself from everyone and sinks into his thoughts, completely forgetting who he was.

Valentine after redemption arc:

Valentine faces a difficult choice, the consequences of which can lead to the possible death of his pupil, Leo. Not wanting to risk her life, the angel, for the first time in his life, decides to defy the order of his king (which, with a smile on their lips, condemns him to beheading his wings). Valentine doesn't resist and lets take away what was of the greatest value to him so far. The spectacle did not last long and it seemed that the audience was more concerned than Valentine himself (especially, that due to the very low pain threshold, after the amputation he simply stood up and adjusted his shirt, completely impassively). The angel examined his conscience and reluctantly agreed with his old friend's words that "it's not his wings that make him an angel". To everyone's absolute surprise, Valentine simply went back to work the next day. He even cut his hair and took off his armor (temporarily).

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Keshet and little Tal

Underground lakes and rivers are a great place to hang out. Dragons are very sensitive to light, so such fun on the surface will tire them quickly.