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I have started on the art, ages ago in fact, and then started writing the story.

The story has been finished now, and I just give up on the art.

If anyone is curious and haven't seen it yet, it leaves here.

Mind it is a smutty funfic and it has all the things you expect to find in the creation of this sorts.

Hi! I am starting this tumbler just to join Exalted Secret Santa exchange, so it is pretty fresh.

Character 1. Epsilon – Zenith Solar Exalted

Epsilon was raised in a lunar tribe at the far North of the Creation. The tribe itself was an experiment on social behavior, which supposed that all problems of humanity are caused by denial of animal instincts in human nature. She is focused on building a perfect society in the future.

Tribal upbringing resulted in low social experience, that is why she seems quite inadequate from time to time. On the other hand she has perfect senses. Her best friend is a giant sentient eagle named Alcvora.

Epsilon’s character is reliable, strict but generous and really stubborn. She is a bit paranoid, always expecting something bad to happen. She believes that failure of anyone in her circle is her own.

Appearance:

Epsilon is above average height; slim, but has some obvious muscles. Her dark hair is decorated with feathers. All of her facial features are a bit heavy. She prefers simple functional clothing, that she rarely changes.

My art: http://annacory.deviantart.com/art/Epsilon-359478514

Reference: http://annacory.deviantart.com/art/Portrait-16-497910445

Character 2. Qing Ying, The Red Crow – Eclipse Solar Exalted

Ying is a former Realm doctor and thaumaturgist, who was accused of murder of a dragon-blooded kid. While still being a mortal, she travelled with an exalted circle for a long time, and fell in love with one of the circle leaders - Misheng. After Misheng’s death she exalted, so Ying believes she inherited exaltation of her beloved.

Ying is inquisitive, but selfish. She used to be a jaded and cynical person before she met Misheng. While her character seems shallow (she loves alcohol and sex, addicted to opium), she is still a brilliant doctor and a decent occultist.  She is highly competent in any social tricks, being imperious or sexy when circumstances dictate so.

Appearance:

Ying is really beautiful, and she knows that. In her clothes she prefers wearing blood red, and often follows Realm fashion. She is literally always smoking.

My art: http://annacory.deviantart.com/art/Ying-The-red-Crow-eclipse-exalted-613676323

Inspired by: http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/clamp/images/7/72/Yuko_san.png/revision/latest?cb=20140324152656&path-prefix=ru

Inspired by Torment: Tides of Numenera

Oh… pink does suit her anima. All the renditions I have seen have it pink. And this character always strikes!!!! Such a material to work with…. Love the art! Love the character

barely made it here but HAPPY CALIBRATION @hamsandlich !!!!

had a lot of fun with this one and would've gotten it done sooner if this past month hadn't gotten the better of me! seraph of promised silence is a cool character, always a fan of someone with wing and eye motifs. i opted to do the pink for her anima instead of the gold because i thought it popped better, hope that's alright!!!

courtesy ping for @shiftingpath !!!!!!!!

Fanart on fanfic - First time ever.

Well, here is the thing. I am not much a fanart person, did few in my life. But fanart for fanfic - is a complete novelty.

However when you fell in love with a relatively rare pairing, you run out of things to stare at quickly. And now I feel a need to add something for other people to stare!

This is a fanart for fanfic of @ulysses000 that can be loosely translated from Russian as "Challenges of shared living space".

Below the art is a little translation, to give this scene some context!

"Well" - Trafalgar starts with mocking tone - "I thought you would be more upset about loosing the game." Sanji hides sly smile behind the glass of wine.

"I think you didn't get it, benet. Who have lost? This was a clear win. At least for Luffy. Who cares if we were stripped of all the points and disqualified?!"

"You have lost. Just accept it." Sanji makes another sip. His eyes remains locked on eyes. They are full of challenge, unknown trepidation, ocean of confusing playfulness.

"Then maybe you'll allow me to smoke in the room as a consolation prize?" - he asks. Glass of wine put aside with almost no sound, and Sanji moves tiny bit closer.

"No. " - Law replies with a smirk. Feeling other's warm palms gently pressed to his arm and chest.

"Pretty pleeeease" - Sanji begs. Voice pleading, sweet. Fingers slightly tighten, - "We didn't get an S rank just now, only because my body impitoyablement demands nicotine."

"No." - Law stretches the sound with pretence arrogance, putting his empty glass aside too.

"May be you can… I don't know lift me outside the window, so i can smoke? You did it during the game, haven't you.." Trafalgar immediately gets what younger is talking about. He snickers with closed mouth, happy his abilities were praised, alas slightly overestimated.

"On the game I haven't lifted you, I have lift your load bearing vest. I can only move inanimate objects."

"Et alors? I am sure you can come up with an idea. Je ne veus pas descendre... Cent pour cent porter will get mad. She'll get that i am drunk…" Law thinks if there is actually anything he can do. There is one option, but older man utterly confused, why he is even bothered with nearly childish demands of the blond? Why him being unnecessary tactile and shamelessly occupying Law's bed, is not at all irritating? On a contrary feels natural. It might be the alcohol. For sure it is alcohol!

"That depends to which extend you are willing to go for a single smoke…" - Trafalgar's voice is sinister, but Sanji, nevertheless, perks up with the hope. Blue sphere covers their dorm room, and butterfly knife slowly creeps out of backpack pocket and jumps to Law's hand.

"I can cut off you head." - he suggests. Blue eyes shining in a soft light of a table lamp. Sanji smiles with half mad smile, almost as a serial killer, or a drug addict on his high - confident.

"Go for it." If only for his own comfort, Trafalgar throws one leg over and sits on Sanji's laps. One hand holds head, lifts it slightly to expose refined neck. Vein pulses under soft, translucent skin. Law swallows nervously. Sharp knife pressed to the skin while he considers best trajectory for the cut.

"Are you not scared?" - Trafalgar asks. Question mostly directed to him self, as he feels suddenly confused, thoughts scattered.

"Nope." - Sanji's eyes are half opened, relaxed. - "I know you wouldn't kill me."

3/365

A company for previous girl. So it won’t be so lonely in the desert.

I like her less, but any way

I think it will be for of them in total.

My art

No words....

💔💔💔

Sooooo useful!!!!

RadenWA is honestly a hero for these

they're got even more than these, too!

Will attempt to maintain resemblance of activity. As you may noticed my account was dead for 7 years ---Tumblr notified me with 7 years anniversary LOL ----

However it is damn difficult to post regularly. Will try to stick to every Sunday schedule. Maybe more often, if this is actually becomes the place "where the light lives" :)

Posting a little work in progress. I normally don't do redraws, as my ego is too fragile. However I was browsing old scetchbook and found this... And it just felt like so much waisted potential, that I new I need to redraw it.

Moving it from traditional to digital. This is WIP that hopefully will be finished somewhere next week. Surprisingly, I feel like my skill have improved some how. So few character redesigns in plan after that.