#jester kom

[naibuding]

Watch out for self-insert YN‼️

Watch out for personal interpretation!

I'm so tired I can't pull the lines anymore… 😭 I'm really sorry, Knighter and Prieston… (accepting my beating)

有自设yn注意‼️

有个人解读注意！

累死我了我勾不动线了…😭斯密马赛knighter和prieston…（挨打）

[naibuding]

Ladies and gentlemen! It is I—the one, the only, the great Jester—and I bid you a most magnificent welcome!

女士们先生们！我！伟大的Jester！欢迎你们的到来！

（姿势有参考来自小红书：暗鸮咕咕叫）

（The posture is referenced from Xiaohongshu:暗鸮咕咕叫）

[naibuding]

Choose your Jestyn（The following is the video link）

…https://www.tumblr.com/naibuding/819368757301559296/choose-your-jestyn-inspiration-comes-from-a-line

Post by @naibuding · 1 video

💬 2  🔁 13  ❤️ 98 · Choose your Jestyn… Inspiration comes from a line in a video I watched: Butterflies are one of nature’s most improbabl

Inspiration comes from a line in a video I watched: Butterflies are one of nature’s most improbable beings. Just imagine—a creature that begins as an egg, grows into a caterpillar, then spins itself a sealed cocoon, like crafting its own personal mummy. Inside that cocoon, it undergoes a total upheaval: its old body completely dissolves into a pool of liquid, only to be re-scripted by its genes, rearranged bit by bit, and finally break free as a butterfly that stuns the world. Someone once cut two cocoons in half and swapped the halves—each still developed normally and emerged as a butterfly. No one knows whether the butterfly that comes out is the same caterpillar that went in, or if it carries any memories from before. From beginning to end, it constantly constructs and reconstructs itself. Such is the fantastical, villainous nature of the butterfly.

Drawing from this idea, combined with what Pipi said about Jestyn—how he underwent a great, crushing transformation, and how his puppet body, even when damaged, can cling back together and heal—I’ve shaped Jestyn with a butterfly motif.

[naibuding]

Tears of the Madonna.

I find myself thinking back to the days when the old king still sat upon the throne—and to Jestyn's weeping then. I have always believed he was a fool who carried his kingdom and his people in his heart, even to the point of taking the life of that very king to whom he had once offered his collar. How did that weeping child become the man he is now? It aches me to wonder, and I am so deeply, so helplessly curious. So in a burst of feeling, I created this image—"Tears of the Madonna"—for Jestyn.

（This is a different color version.）