#awoken oc

[bioluminosity]

a batch of sketch comms from the last month

stay tuned for slots on my Kofi; other comm styles TBA

[romeosdisaster]

Some sketches of Rui in relation to my redesign, I have a few more concept sketches at home for the armour I’ll post later, but these were some quick ones I made between assignments so I can have clear colours for Rui. 😮‍💨

[succubusartfriend]

i don’t think i ever posted this 15min doodle i did of theo last january so here you go

[5paceacer]

Woke up this morning and decided my Awoken hunter Eraz was on the mind,, just a littol sketch to get back into drawing

[makoredeyes]

Another kiss-meme request from outside of tumblr:

#3 - as a goodbye

Sjur Eido stands with her shoulders squared and her chin held high, watching the steady line of her Corsairs parade by with a critical, caring eye. They are at their finest: armor neat, eyes hardened, weapons pristine. They are ready for war. Sjur greets every single one as she passes on the way to the transport, clasping her hand and murmuring well wishes and encouraging words before laying a kiss to each forehead. She worries someone will recognize her blessings as the farewells in disguise that they are, but nobody has ever said anything as much. No one would dare. She really does hope she will see them again.

"Oh dear, even your youngest?" From a step behind her, her Queen has been observing everything in lofty silence.

Sjur doesn't respond to her immediately. Indeed, a woman notably younger than the rest of her peers had stopped before her. Bright eyed and ferocious with a determination to achieve - she doesn't need to prove herself, she's quite good at that - makes her burn like a star.

"Fight well, bright Casryn," Sjur says solemnly, smiling. "You're destined to achieve great things, I can see it." She sees Casryn's lips twitch and press more firmly together to prevent a smile, but the admiration in her eyes is impossible to hide. She's tripped along after Sjur since she was a child, barely a teen, determined to learn her ways, to become one of her Corsairs, and she has excelled. Sjur has to fight the urge to hug her when she lays a kiss to her temple and wishes her luck. There's a dark feeling in her throat. The days that follow will be colder, she thinks, when the world loses Casryn's flame. It's an ominous premonition she keeps to herself as the last warriors file by and she turns to Queen Mara.

"My Wrath," Mara lays her hands of Sjur's shoulders, and much as Sjur has been doing for the last hour, she leans in and places a delicate, chaste kiss on her beloved's brow. Their love is no secret, but it is all they will allow in the daylight. Sjur gets that cold feeling again and she swallows a lump. "Farewell."

[dragonanalei]

Haven't drawn in a little while but here's me just messing around with styles lol

My Destiny 2 OC, Nia <3

[squiddmaxim]

anyways meet my crew for destiny 2. Exo Bozwell-72, Souixse-41 and Egore (pronounced Igor) Delle (They are a Titan, Hunter and Warlock respectively

note: there’s also a human mercenary named Dan that is associated with the team

[wwwormmie]

The moon