#aewyn

[sonicfan3]

Sylvia and Aewyn, the Otamatone and Kazoo Masters

[korina-art]

I wanted to do smth moderately lineless plus smth for the 20th Anniversary of HP so theres me in a my house scarf I couldn’t do it yesterday but I did it today! Happy 20 years of Harry Potter!

[korina-art]

i uh watched gravity falls???? and fell in love with the annoying dorito????? i also forgot dippers hat so (also thats not actually deerper in the middle bottom its just a fawn/wood nymph/fae/female creature with antlers) Ps ignore my awful handwriting

[korina-art]

HAPPY 4-20!!!! it’s literally 12:00 here lmao but heres the best paladins (yes keith is doing the edge lord crouch thing)

[korina-art]

this is kenja, she’s a witch that specializes in light, specifically starlight and fairy light :)

[pleinsdemuses]

Open starter.

Muse: Aenwyn Kiavnul, elf

Plot idea: Aenwyn, elf daughter of a powerful King is forced into a political marriage with a powerful Fae Lord/Elf/Vampire/any supernatural/fantastic being to, unite their kingdoms. Despite the undeniable attraction between them, she refuses to let herself be swayed by their charm. Tension builds as they navigate the dangerous mix of power, politics, and unspoken desire. @indiestarter

Aenwyn stood at the edge of the grand balcony, her back straight and rigid as she gazed out over the sprawling Fae lands beneath them. The wind played gently with the loose strands of her red hair, her grip on the stone railing tightened, knuckles paling as she spoke, her voice cold and measured.

“This union,” she began, her words clipped, “is nothing more than politics. A necessity to secure peace between our kingdoms. Do not think for a moment that this marriage is anything else.” Her eyes remained fixed on the horizon, refusing to meet their gaze.

Aenwyn had heard the stories about them....their beauty, their power, and their reputation for being as dangerous as they were alluring. She couldn’t deny the truth of it, the way their presence seemed to command the space around them. But she would never admit it. To acknowledge that even for a second would give them power over her, and she was determined to remain resolute, even in this unwanted arrangement.

Turning to face them at last, her gaze sharp and unyielding, she continued, “Do not expect affection or devotion. I have no interest in pretending this is anything more than a strategic alliance. We may share a crown, but my heart will never belong to you.”

The words were as much for herself as for them. A reminder of why she was here, and what this marriage truly meant.

[korina-art]

i still cant quite grasp colors and how they're supposed to fit together, but have this :)

[korina-art]

Here a lil sketchy thing i did for a project about body language (sorry for not posting T-T school has been hell)