Idia doodles just cuz >:D

The second one is so silly I love him

no one asked for idia x megamind, but here I am to give it to u anyways

Btw! Creds to @/eleathyra-art (on tumblr and on dA) for the wonderful megamind art in the center!!

JUST A PECK. (2)

kissing their forehead bcs they deserve it :(

— idia, malleus.

bonus:

dated: 11th April 2024.

MASQUERADE BOIS IN A NUTSHELL

I thought it was funny 😆

IDIAAAA,, 💀🔥 it feels good to draw him again omg

(i redrew an older piece from 2022 lol)

Idiaa c:

Played with some colors here. This rainy like scene was NOT what I started with I started with a messss

Fantastic work by @cibadiditoto for one of our lovely donors! Look at that style! 👀

Bring me to life -

Under the dark blanket of night, a man prepares to commit his crime. He isn't looking for jewels or valuable belongings, this man, whose shadow almost disappears into the mist of the terrifying night, is looking for a soul. Not just any soul, but that of a noble spirit unable to rest, for between him and his undeniable death there is a constant agony that will not allow him to rest for all the eternity that surrounds him. The ghost of a cowboy long forgotten between the land of the living and the world of the dead, and yet the tortures that prowl his mind like a worm devouring his brain are nothing more than the constant reminder that his soul will never have any rest for his sins committed and his failure to protect those who should be protected, such as allowing his brother to be murdered right before his eyes.

The ghost of the cowboy, calloused and bereft of his senses, asks himself and the wind, the only one that accompanies him in his dreaded solitude, if this is the punishment he deserves, and in the background, he can hear the wind whispering "yes, you deserve" in the deep of his mind.

In his tatters, he can't even feel the physical pain of loss, only the agony that runs through his translucent soul, leaving a hole in his intangible chest.

The awakening is near, he feels it, he feels the wind on his cold, pale skin for the first time in a long time. He feels someone's presence, he feels the whining and blasphemy that sully his ancient tomb.

The air changes.

He is free once again.

Spoiler for Book 7

I hate them 🍅🍅🍅

IDIA DAAYYYY

Working on a drawing again I'm pretty sure you can already guess what card of Idia it is :D

jealousy

babies :3

they're like those ugly ass collectables

L.E.D WAT 🫢

You know what I don’t know what to say shit post and high lets goo 😭✨✨

tall pale guy cooks u a meal