Unfortunately Yasha's new hair bored me to tears, so I put it in braids (and also put some black back, because you can pry that from my cold dead hands) to bring back the viking vibes
Between Covid and fieldwork, I haven’t had a second to think about art. This piece has been unfinished for months. I wanted to end the year with one last piece so I saved myself some time to polish it up.
Yes, I am back at it again with the critical role art! I am going to be drawing everyone in the main cast, eventually. I will also redraw those I have drawn to match this style!
Same could be said about Evren. Even as a child he rarely saw love. Some came from his mother, but that was mostly on the good days, when they had little for a bottle and she saw life with different colors. Remembered she was a mother in the first place. And love between his parents was never there. All they did was fight, fight, fight... So the fact that he was so affectionate and allowed the same affection from others was surprising even for him. "You're doing just fine." He was patient, the little tears might not be perfect but they were just fine for a first attempt. Besides, they would putting a lot more on top and chewing it up, so the taste for sure will not be affected.
Pausing like that for another minute, with his nose against his neck, managing to nuzzle in the little space where it wasn't covered, Evren sighed and stepped back to proceed with the prep. Tea, they needed some tea for the park. "I don't feel like driving today, you think we can walk there, its not too far.." He suggested, grabbing a few paper cups he had to fix them a drink. He really considered taking things they could easily toss out if they wanted to see a movie after, would be a hassle to head back home just to put everything away.