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loryn-art · 6 days
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Because it's been way too long since my last fanart of him.
One Week actually.
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loryn-art · 9 days
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Even when he's kneeling Qilby is still taller than Yugo.
Yes I just wanted to point that out.
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loryn-art · 11 days
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I have this scene stuck in my mind where Qilby ask a nice baker a bun or two.
(Did really think about it OF COURSE YES.)
Bonus :
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WHY IS HE SO CUTE-
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loryn-art · 17 days
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Sketches of the day~
When your hat is your best antistress.
(Also, Here a better version of yesterday fanart.)
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loryn-art · 19 days
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Sketch of the day.
<3
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loryn-art · 29 days
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-Excuse him he's in the middle of a mental breakdown.
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I've been talking with @th3lost4uthor about how Qilby feels among his siblings during family reunion.
Well. Not very good.
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loryn-art · 1 month
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Aw, your little Qilby is so adorable. You mentioned you headcanon that the goddess named him after the cutest thing she knew because he was so precious. Do you think that the goddess favors him at all, or do you think he’s just particularly attached to his mother compared to his siblings? In the show he’s clearly the closest to her out of all the Eliatropes we’ve met.
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-For you, my son, all the flowers of the world.
Hey,
This is a very tricky question ! Mostly because Qilby is (for me) one of the most complex character in the story.
I've seen a post somewhere, where it was noticed that Qilby was the only one to call the Goddess Eliatrope simply... Mom. When all his siblings are calling her "Mother" or other appellations that always show much respect and reminds who she is. I wouldn't say he's particularly close to her (Even if you can see him acting like a freaking child sometimes, but this is only by pure interest in my opinion) but he indeed has a peculiar link with her, as he knows her for so long he doesn't really care about her status, and consider her as a real "person".
Ironically, Qilby is the only one acting like a real child of hers, despite the fact that he is depicted as someone who doesn't care about his family anymore. (But this isn't true, riiight ?)
And for the Goddess, I can't believe she has any favorite child. My thoughts are she loves them equally, dragons or Eliatropes. (I hope I understood your question right ^^,)
(And now I really want to draw an AU where all the Eliatropes are silently gathering around an offering table and Qilby comes in, goes in the kitchen, comes back and : MMMOOMMM THERE'S NO MILK IN THE FRIDGE-
And everyone is so OFFENDED.)
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loryn-art · 1 month
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Ominis Gaunt - MC - Piano Session part 4
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PART 1
God, those backgrounds.
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loryn-art · 1 month
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-Please let me fall.
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loryn-art · 1 month
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FOR THE STORY I'LL NEVER WRITE-
AU where Qilby comes back to life 2 years after the end of season 4.
HEADCANON :
He doesn't remember anything of his past lives until he's 5 - 6 years old. Not only because it sounds weird to have a very old soul trapped in a baby/toddler body (Even thought it could be funny at some point.) But also imagine the drama potential of a scene where a wild child suddenly remembers thousands years of studies, conflicts, wars, family issues, relatives deaths, being killed in the most brutal way sometimes, horribles things he did, a constant misunderstanding, and most of all, a terrible, deep and terrifying, solitude. In a few seconds only.
My idea is that he lives for a few years with Chibi, Grougal and Shinonome at Alibert's until this event. He calls this few years of peace the "Dormant period" (Despite the many nightmares, reminiscent panic attacks and anger crisis he has, sequels of his past lives.) He's a sassy little guy with a bright mind.
Then the "Break" happens. It can occurs at any moment around his 5- 6 birthday. A violent wave of souvenirs that let him empty and melancholic for a long time. Then... Qilby is just... Qilby.
Whatever he does then, it depends of the plot I didn't write but oh, I want to share more about it.
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loryn-art · 1 month
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Considering you like flower imagery with Qilby, have you ever thought of drawing him with flowers braided in his beard and or hair?
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Good old times....
-I have a bunch of ideas like this but I want to keep those for later.
Headcanon :
Qilby was the first born among the six Eliatropes of the Concil, and amazed by how cute he was, the Eliatrope Godness chose to name him after the nicest thing she knew.
I love to think "Qilby" actually means Flower or small/wild flower in Eliatrope language. And I wouldn't be surprised if all of the other Concil members had a name related to nature, like Yugo for exemple, it sounds so much like something evoking the sky/wind or even a bird.
PS : I didn't forget his tattoos on his forehead I just think he hadn't them before the Mechasms "incident".
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loryn-art · 1 month
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Your way of drawing Qilby is so handsome
_:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
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Thank you Anon ! But I don't have much to do with him, he's a natural model that little bastard-
"...hmm ?"
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loryn-art · 2 months
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Glad I found someone else who appreciates the old man. Loved your art of Qilby, the way you draw his wings is perfect!
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EXCUSE HIM HE'S NOT USED TO GET COMPLIMENTS.
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loryn-art · 2 months
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He heard something.
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loryn-art · 2 months
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Ok -I might be a little obsessed with Qilby lately.
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loryn-art · 2 months
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Ominis Gaunt - MC - Piano Session part 3
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PART 1
Remember that time when Ominis apologies for being rude to us after you learned "Confringo" ?
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loryn-art · 3 months
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France, 1356.
    The shining waters rolled on the quiet sea.
Split into white waves by a small ship the wind pushed. Its sails swollen under the bright sky where pink lights of a September sun met vast clouds, pure and vertiginous. So big they seemed to touch the summit of the world; if it had one.
Amicia liked them so much.
She rested against the ship edge, her multiple braids flying in the wind. Sometimes a blond strand of hair whipped her thoughtful face.
The journey had been long from Spain, and not without difficulty. But despite the many struggles of a life at sea, she had won some precious memories. Scents and sounds of her trip were still freshly anchored in her mind. Fabulous fragments of a world she was dying to explore even more with every new port she discovered.
The impressive walls of Barcelona and its countless towers, the vast market of Valencia, filled with so many spices she would never have believed it possible to know them all. And in the remotest waters of the coast; the Balearic Islands, with their mysterious lagoons so bluish they looked unreal.
Her skin had darkened and her fingers became rough over the years, traveling through many kingdoms, learning more than she could have ever imagined. She wielded the sword and sometimes took the helm, she knew who to find her way on the sea and name every ship she met. She could speak a few words of Catalan, Italian and even Arabic from a land where the wind could burn your eyes, and wherever you looked the sand spread endlessly. She had seen islands covered with hundreds of white houses, storms so strong thunders seemed to torn the sky in pieces. But warm and safe in the comfy seat of a tavern, listening to the old stories of her crew; she would have fallen asleep lulled by the rain pouring outside.
Obviously, she was going to miss it all terribly. And Sophia knew it all too well.
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