#kmahna

[asrikins]

A different sort of WIP! 

For those of you interested, here’s a video of me recording a drawing I’m working on for the super lovely @kmahna! It’s at actual speed for those who like those sorts of things. Feel free to mute if kpop is not your thing, I don’t do any voice over lol. This is how I do most of my sketch commissions! 

[chupicabri]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!! @kmahna​

May you have many many more and lots of smiles gracing your beautiful face!!

[wounddread]

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Oh youuuuu ♥��������

:3c 💙

[chthonicavalon]

Because tumblr is being foolish and not letting me reblog her post, I’m going to link Kmahna’s latest piano piece here.  I highly encourage everyone to check it out.

http://kmahna.tumblr.com/post/157808052602/kmahna-artwork-by-chupicabri-this-cute-little

[collectedfragments]

@kmahna

[marjiandco]

Don't touch that!... Trust me...

“Of course I’m not going to touch it. Garuda is!” Marji grins.

Both you and she are hiding behind a large, broken column staring at a dusty tome in the middle of the floor. With her eyes alight Marji waves her egi forward, tail swishing in excitement. Or annoyingly tapping against your ankle, depending on your position.

Garuda made a high, tinkling sigh as she floats over to the book, landing next to it and let her wings drag against the floor as she looks down at it. The egi looks back at the two of you, raising her wings over her head.

Margi exhales and rolls her eyes “Yes of course I knew that,”

She isn’t talking to you.

Marji flips her grimoire to a golden tab that had bunched up underneath a few pages. “Titan has tiny hands, surely he can trigger whatever’s on the thing and get me that book.” She scribbles quickly on the page and waits with bated breath for the aetherial ink to create a new, hands on version of a summon.

@kmahna

[bellusros]

Over four days later, and I finally get @kmahna‘s OC done! I’m really happy how she came out, even thought it took awhile. QuQ 

(Family stuff came up as well, so that’s why it took longer than it should have.)

[marjiandco]

😭

((Using a random number generator you get: 5 year old Marji, also I’m going to assume you don’t know Jackal Tribe language/dialect))

Within the crowded halls of the Quicksand you happen to spot a little miqo’te girl spinning around on her tiptoes, a small frown on her light grey face. Her black and white streaked hair is in a tight braid interlaced with petals; her too large, solid black ears adorned in white coral studs flopped as she twisted her head back and forth, searching for, what it looks like, you.

As you two lock gaze, the girl breaks into a wide smile, showing off her tiny fangs as she runs between legs and pushes through dresses to wrap her arms around your waist. You’re unsure of what to make of this put you pat her back anyways, hoping the kit would explain. When she does it doesn’t make a lick of sense.

She lets you go, rolling from heel to toe as she spoke in a language you’re unfamiliar with, her words rolling into each other with no pause between and only taking a breath once or twice in her babble. She waits for your response, her little bob tail wiggling against her and arms behind her back as she stares up at you expectantly. When you didn’t say anything, she starts her speech over, albeit a little slower.

She tilts her head to the side and says “Annemni Mamoon? Eha?” She tugs the end of her braid as if you would know what that meant, but the slight shake of your head returns her previous frown. Her mismatched purple and red eyes stare down at her feet.

“Ohna,” the little girl sighs, but the tips of her ears points up quickly as she thinks of an idea. She reaches for your hand and places it on her head, turning her ears out to the side to make room. “J’Marji! Esanem J’Marji.” She takes your hand off and raises it as high as she can, standing on one foot to get that extra stretch. “Mamoon. Mama?”

You finally understand; she’s looking for her mother. The girl gives you another wide grin when you nod down at her, and without letting your hand go she attempts to lead you out of the tavern to the streets of Ul’dah. She has surprising strength for a little one, and she uses all that she has in hopes you’ll follow her and help her find this ‘Mamoon’.  

@kmahna