Kelly is your normal done-with-life artist, after cutting ties with her family, she ventures off to a journey of art. Recently she has been having trouble painting due to artblock and her way of painting, receiving criticism from others on how "soulless" and "empty" her paintings are. There were many attempts on trying to fix that part of her but none were successful.
Until she created Keni.
Keni is a chibi-like blob original character of hers, and the little blob's presence truly makes a difference, giving life to her usually empty artworks.
However one day, a magical phenomenon happend and Keni was brought to life! Kelly was at first confused at the sudden phenomenon but she immediately accepted Keni in.
Keni is a bright and optimistic little girl, in contrast to her creator. Her small size never once stopped her from doing anything she wants, whether it's helping Kelly clean around the house or get cookies from the highest cupboard.
Kelly feels especially maternal towards Keni, basically like her own child. Even if Keni may count as her own child.
These two venture around the world exploring new areas, trying new art technique, meeting new people (well that's Keni's doing), maybe meeting a few people of various sizes! Who knows?
I may or may not post about them much BUT i love my girls alot and they truly represents both sides of me (My silly goofy side in Keni and my dead-inside side in Kelly)
FEEL FREE TO ASK BTW I WOULD LOOOOOOOVE TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS.
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I am not kidding when i say that Kelly is a maternal figure towards Keni.
It was past midnight after one of their monthly girl chats. Rielle and Sibbie were upstairs asleep hours ago, and Aurora had fallen asleep with her head in Alinea’s lap not long after. Alinea had spent half an hour playing with Aurora’s hair and chatting with Alira and Annabeth before she too succumbed to sleep. “Just like old times, isn’t it?” Annabeth smiled at the girls on the sofa and got up to fetch them blankets. Alira agreed, “Aye, it really feels like a lifetime ago that we first met.” “I don’t think any of us could have pictured becoming family or what we’d go through together.” Annabeth drapes a blanket over their friends and comes to sit on the sofa with Alira.
This had become a recurrence since they met. Whenever they’d hang out at night, they’d be the last two awake and it was this that allowed them to become close friends. Alira gazes thoughtfully at the fire, “We were all so different. Each had our own baggage, we still do,” she chuckles to herself, “but yet I cannot imagine my life without you all.” She turns her gaze to Annabeth, who reaches out her hand to grab her friend’s. “We may have had different starts in life, but I am glad to call you my sister now.” They cuddle up, both reminiscing over the events of the previous years. “Remember the pillow fight we got up to with the Fae?” Annabeth bursts out laughing at the memory, before slamming her hand to her mouth. Alinea twitches but Aurora sleeps straight through. “That was amazing! I didn’t think they’d still be having to clean up feathers when we went back into Lyhe Mheg.”
Alira smiles as the memory plays out in her mind. She never thought she’d be happy again until she met these girls, these lifelong friends, and even at the start, she’d felt like an outsider. It wasn’t until her first Nameday with them came around, something she had given up celebrating a long time ago. The day had passed by uneventfully until Aurora had come up to her in a panic, babbling about something going wrong in her room with a magic invocation. She had all but dragged Alira into her room, where Annabeth and Alinea were waiting with food, wine, and presents. They had stayed up the whole night laughing, telling stories, gossiping about the latest Rising Stones news, and having a wonderful time. Thus had their monthly girls’ night started and the first time Alira had felt at home since childhood.
Alira starts to Annabeth poking her ribs. “You zoned out for a bit. Think we can carry them upstairs? Pretty sure Ali’s going to get a crick in her neck.” Alira considers the matter for a few seconds. “I have a better idea.” She gets up and motions for Annabeth to do the same. She quickly works on quietly moving the sofa they were on with magic, as well as the coffee table. Annabeth smiles and she realizes the plan. “I’ll get the pillows and extra blankets from upstairs.” Alira nods and grins at the fact that once again they get to have another sleepover. She can only continue to hope and pray that they’ll be doing this until they’re old.