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Continuing to work on “The Sensitive Tail of a Sensitive Tale”, featuring Christa (Neene’s best friend, also her ex), and her wife Áine (not to be confused with A’ine aka me).

A small NSFW project, but I can’t help but make it somewhat wholesome too. 😭

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I might be cooking up something a little bit spicy, with the relentless doom and gloom currently I NEED to indulge for a bit. 😭

The Sensitive Tail of a Sensitive Tale, featuring Christa (Neene’s best friend, also her ex), and her wife Áine (not to be confused with A’ine aka me).

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Lots of Rina, was working on a character sheet, but it ended up turning into expression practice whilst venting.

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Christa looked at the stick of lipstick with a disapproving scowl. “Non-smear my ass...” She muttered as she tossed it aside and reached for different brand. 

Ne****a laughed. “Soooo is there any reason why we’re naked…?” 

“More canvas.” Christa replied, almost matter-of-factly. 

“Okaaaaay, but why are you also naked?” Ne****a asked nervously. “Not that I’m complaining!” She added hastily.

“If you’re a good girl, maybe I’ll let you try your hand at painting.” Christa replied with a loving grin.

Ne****a blushed. “Well… I ‘unno the first thing about art, but I’m willin’ to learn!”

Christa applied the next stick of lipstick to Ne****a’s lips. “Alright then, Nissa, paint me.” She said, with a wink.

Christa looked at the stick of lipstick with a disapproving scowl. “Non-smear my ass...” She muttered as she tossed it aside and reached for different brand. Ne****a laughed. “Soooo is there any reason why we’re naked…?” “More canvas.” Christa replied, almost matter-of-factly. “Okaaaaay, but why are you also naked?” Ne****a asked nervously. “Not that I’m complaining!” She added hastily. “If you’re a good girl, maybe I’ll let you try your hand at painting.” Christa replied with a loving grin. Ne****a blushed. “Well… I ‘unno the first thing about art, but I’m willin’ to learn!” Christa applied the next stick of lipstick to Ne****a’s lips. “Alright then, Nissa, paint me.” She said, with a wink.

Doodle, been too long since pencil touched paper, trying to knock off the rust. 😅

A young Neene, and her not-yet-ex Christa, testing lipstick, they’re naked because Christa is thorough. [Full context in Alt Text]

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Share your couples art!

A fair few wips to finish, but I love my ladies. ^_^

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(I keep forgetting to tag, I am dumb)

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Art Challenge: draw your OC but tiny (and lost in the void)
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I’m late to this one, but I couldn’t resist, its the PERFECT challenge for Rina. 🥲

(Included a close up because my aging phone’s camera is dreadful, the zoomed out ver looks so blurry up close. 😭)

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Rough sketch of Neene and Rina, ill-qualified Easter Bunnies.

Rough sketch of Neene and Rina, ill-qualified Easter Bunnies.

Very quick rough/doodle, some Easter Bunnies. 😌

I don’t know if I’ll finish this before Easter, but eh, Bunny Suits are eternal. 🥲

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[Two Shots: Cold Hands]

“Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush.
“What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested.
“Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. 
“So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“
“—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

[Two Shots: Cold Hands] “Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush. “What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested. “Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. “So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“ “—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

Two Shots: Cold Hands [Rina’s POV] ~ #wip update.

Linework is about 80%-ish done. My hand is screaming but I think it’ll be worth it. ^_^

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[Two Shots: Cold Hands]

“Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush.
“What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested.
“Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. 
“So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“
“—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

[Two Shots: Cold Hands] “Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush. “What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested. “Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. “So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“ “—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

“Two Shots: Cold Hands [Rina’s POV]” ~ #wip.

Its been a while since I’ve been able to indulge in a fun background, its also just really nice to draw Neene smiling. ^_^

Lots of little easter eggs and future characters, I have a habit of debuting characters in backgrounds. 😅

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“Two Shots ~ Cold Hands: Pt.2 (Rina’s POV)” ~wip update.

Having fun with the background, a WHOLE LOTTA characters making little cameos, some side characters, including a few major antags too (🤫), as well as exploring Paradise’s (often shameless) advertisements. 😅

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Its sapphic saturday! ^_^

(FINALLY drawing the Rina’s POV to go alongside this old piece thats been my pfp for probably far too long now, Neene’s cheeks make great hand-warmers in Winter. 🥲)

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I will always take Megan’s side. People can relate more than you think. I have my own #2shots #2016

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Wip update. ^_^

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Rough wip of Rina Harker and Neene Queen, apparently posing for an album cover from the looks of things. 😅

Rough wip of Rina Harker and Neene Queen, apparently posing for an album cover from the looks of things. 😅

Rough wip update~ Okay now they’re just posing for their first album cover I think. 🥲

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Gripping the savoury end of the snack gently between her lips, Rina prodded Neene, closing her eyes as she leaned forward…

…what she hadn’t expected was the smell of burning chocolate, now staining the floor.

Gripping the savoury end of the snack gently between her lips, Rina prodded Neene, closing her eyes as she leaned forward… …what she hadn’t expected was the smell of burning chocolate, now staining the floor.

Silly doodle, Rina saw people doing the Pocky Kiss trend on social media, Neene thought she just wanted a light. 🥲

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“What is it that made me love her? 

Her voice, I guess…? 

No, thats not quite right, its insufficient. 

Her way with words. 

Okay, not just from a lyrical sense, its her inflections too, the way she’d hang on certain words, with little breaks in her voice, like she wasn’t just singing, but crying… 

…it really spoke to me. I didn’t cry when I woke up from that coma, tubes sticking out of me, alone and surrounded by strangers. 

Nor when they told me my family was gone, I just felt numb. 

Empty. 

For the longest time I wondered if I was broken, like a psychopath, or just a bad person.

Then I heard one of her songs, it was playing on the radio in a grocery store one time, and it caught my ear, and I just started bawling, like UGLY crying, as if all the pain I’d carried til’ that point burst out, not gonna’ lie, it was pretty embarrassing, total public spectacle, but it was also REALLY cathartic. 

I still struggle to let my emotions out, unless I’m listening to her voice. 

I think thats when I fell under the Siren’s spell.” 

~Rina Harker.

“What is it that made me love her? Her voice, I guess…? No, thats not quite right, its insufficient. Her way with words. Okay, not just from a lyrical sense, its her inflections too, the way she’d hang on certain words, with little breaks in her voice, like she wasn’t just singing, but crying… …it really spoke to me. I didn’t cry when I woke up from that coma, tubes sticking out of me, alone and surrounded by strangers. Nor when they told me my family was gone, I just felt numb. Empty. For the longest time I wondered if I was broken, like a psychopath, or just a bad person. Then I heard one of her songs, it was playing on the radio in a grocery store one time, and it caught my ear, and I just started bawling, like UGLY crying, as if all the pain I’d carried til’ that point burst out, not gonna’ lie, it was pretty embarrassing, total public spectacle, but it was also REALLY cathartic. I still struggle to let my emotions out, unless I’m listening to her voice. I think thats when I fell under the Siren’s spell.” ~Rina Harker.

Two Shots/One Kill: Terminus ~ Neene and Rina investigate the Secret Siren, the enigmatic musician who Rina adores.

Somewhat old artwork, I don’t recall if I ever uploaded this piece here, but it was a fun one to draw. ^_^

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“Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush.
“What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested.
“Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. 
“So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“
“—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

“Here, let me warm your cheeks.” Rina was grinning as she spoke, and Neene recoiled at the sudden ambush. “What the HELL, your hands are FREEZING!” She protested. “Oh shush, don’t doubt my CLEARLY pure motives!” Rina replied with a huff. “Besides, I got a warm heart.” She added with a gentle smile. “So what you’re saying…” Neene began. “Is that I should warm my hand on your ches—“ “—Please don’t finish that sentence.” Rina interjected indignantly. “Or the cold will be the least of your cheeks’ worries.” Rina finished with a mischievous smirk.

“Your love is like a Bullet, with it, you stop my Heart.”

“Your love is like a Bullet, with it, you stop my Heart.”

Y'ever hear those Pirate stories? Yana used to tell them before bed, she knew I loved em', tales of lovable scoundrels and daring rogues, battling baddies and finding cursed treasure hidden amongst the Sea of Stars, heh, I'd listen wide eyed and enthralled, imagining my own adventures... True pirates may not be quite so dashing, but they're far more daring, and the Curse that lay at the heart of Karthakk was no mere bedtime story, "The Dragon's Breath" was horrifyingly real...

~Quinn Shara's memoirs, early Rebellion years, on the so-called "Curse of Karthakk".

Y'ever hear those Pirate stories? Yana used to tell them before bed, she knew I loved em', tales of lovable scoundrels and daring rogues, battling baddies and finding cursed treasure hidden amongst the Sea of Stars, heh, I'd listen wide eyed and enthralled, imagining my own adventures... True pirates may not be quite so dashing, but they're far more daring, and the Curse that lay at the heart of Karthakk was no mere bedtime story, "The Dragon's Breath" was horrifyingly real... ~Quinn Shara's memoirs, early Rebellion years, on the so-called "Curse of Karthakk".

Despite Grace's size, a year is a long time to stay cooped up on a starship, and when Quinn joined Isabelle's rebels she'd imagined a life of, well, rebellion, whilst the other members had spent that time running small Guerrilla operations against the Empire, the most action Quinn had seen was the odd and uneventful patrol, she was itching to contribute to the team, and she may finally have that chance. The mission sounds simple, meet with a contact on the Nar Shaddaa, and exchange payment for information, not a glamorous job, but if she can pull it off it could finally be the chance she needs to prove herself, what could go wrong?

Well, the Force works in mysterious ways, and on the Smugglers' Moon anything can happen, as Quinn awaits her briefing, far far away eyes gaze upwards towards the stars, a young child without a name, resigned to a fate of squalor and starvation, feels something, a ripple through the Force, it's something she cannot understand, a feeling completely alien to her: Hope.

Despite Grace's size, a year is a long time to stay cooped up on a starship, and when Quinn joined Isabelle's rebels she'd imagined a life of, well, rebellion, whilst the other members had spent that time running small Guerrilla operations against the Empire, the most action Quinn had seen was the odd and uneventful patrol, she was itching to contribute to the team, and she may finally have that chance. The mission sounds simple, meet with a contact on the Nar Shaddaa, and exchange payment for information, not a glamorous job, but if she can pull it off it could finally be the chance she needs to prove herself, what could go wrong? Well, the Force works in mysterious ways, and on the Smugglers' Moon anything can happen, as Quinn awaits her briefing, far far away eyes gaze upwards towards the stars, a young child without a name, resigned to a fate of squalor and starvation, feels something, a ripple through the Force, it's something she cannot understand, a feeling completely alien to her: Hope.

Making a new pinned with art tags. ^_^

Hello, I’m Sith-art, aka Aine! (Pronounced Eye-Knee ^_^)

I’m legally blind and also have Dyspraxia, but I like drawing regardless!

My art tags:
#oc, #wip, #doodle,
#yuri, #2shots (my cyberpunky yuri),
#starwars, #aflower, #1stfarewell

Extra: #ffxiv, #wol

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