The hardest frame I’ve ever drawn. Just because of that original color palette and details.
So many details to go through, but when they’re passed, she looks beautiful.
I’m really proud on how it looks, even if the shading isn’t the best.
Somewhat over 13 hours on it, that’s for sure.
Anyway, getting a Christmas themed drawing soon.
It’ll be Saryn, meh. Not the prime one, or both ???
Art: CooMaster98/CoolMaster98 on Tumblr and Twitter
Hildryn ‘n thighs 'abs : Digital Extremes
Doing a mission in the Plains and get a brief respite from Grineer ambush? Perfect time to flirt! At least according to my Nezha-favoring Tenno, Auren. He couldn’t resist the opportunity to give his absolutely feral, cottoncandy colored love Mirum a flower.
And of course she adores it.
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nezha, the lotus boy-prince, emerging from a bud of flesh pierced by an imperial sword. nezha, birthed into this world by an act of violence, bearing the mark on his forehead as sacred testament. nezha, a prince, conquering the dragon kings to halt the middle kingdom’s sacrifices of boys and girls. nezha, a son, disrupting the heavenly order.
nezha, whose father’s last words to him are: “we raised you and you pay us back like this – you’d better die.” nezha’s father dropping the sword, unable to take his son’s life with that same tool that bestowed life upon him.
nezha picking up that sword. nezha turning to say, “i alone take responsibility for what i have done. father, i return this flesh debt to you. let it unburden you.”
nezha, the lotus boy-prince, emerging from a bud of flesh pierced by an imperial sword. nezha, birthed into this world by an act of violence, bearing the mark on his forehead as sacred testament. nezha, a prince, conquering the dragon kings to halt the middle kingdom’s sacrifices of boys and girls. nezha, a son, disrupting the heavenly order.
nezha, whose father’s last words to him are: “we raised you and you pay us back like this – you’d better die.” nezha’s father dropping the sword, unable to take his son’s life with that same tool that bestowed life upon him.
nezha picking up that sword. nezha turning to say, “i alone take responsibility for what i have done. father, i return this flesh debt to you. let it unburden you.”