Golem. done 2013 with colored pencil and put backgrounds and i did more work to the character in yr 2022 and yr 2023 did some digital thing on it .
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Haven't drawn her in a long time to the point that I was not able to draw her,she honestly looks better in my head I just need to know how to draw wrinkles better since she has an appearance of a 50 year old woman,Qasaherim is Elveridrel's (it's not elverelyn anymore) archnemesis,she is as powerful as her however Qasaherim doesn't have any wings,she exiled El and continues to psychologically torture her and the peasant teenagers in the mortal world.Like El she is a fallen angel type.No glowing effect this time :/ but I will redraw this again!She only wears a dress once she wears armor just like El
I know it's not a great drawing at least the colors are sort of nice (I love crayola twistables) I unfortunately can't draw this digitally at the moment.the black cheek marks are actually it's eyes.
Conjoined imp oc I haven't drawn in years,both of them were originally pink.both of them are very mischievous but deadly.they can stretch their body,warp reality,shapeshift,become big or small and control their "hair" making them powerful foes like no other imps.
Fineliner scribblings on a back ground of paper... . . . ... . . . . . . ..... . ... . . . . . ...... ... . . A rabble of sozzled birds on a tightrope of joy heading towards the puppet master up above. . . .... . . ... . .... .. .... .. ... . . . . Prints are available (16 out of 20 at the time of going to press) . ..............................
A character concept drawing of a pirate vampire character I created for a collab writing project that died. His clothing and even his hair borrowed aspects from various jelly fish as inspiration. " The snap of inky sails catching the wind punctuated the subtle wooden creaks of the Sea Nettle as it slid over glossy black waves. The night was oppressive. With the moon obscured by clouds, the ship, with its doused lamps and its dark wood was nearly invisible as she crept closer to her prize. Tallis stood on the forecastle, one foot propped against the railing, his hands supporting a spyglass. He drifted the lens between the lights below deck, counting each of them and making note of any movement on the upper deck and in the rigging. A single sailor was at the helm. Another was lazily standing beside him, possibly engaged in conversation that distracted him from his watch. This was to be expected, not many would dare to disturb such a well-equipped vessel of the Luthen royal fleet. Nettie's crew was lesser in numbers, but they were experts in what few on the high seas could manage. Tonight, would be a quiet strike. Open combat spelled unnecessary danger for his crew."
