God...How I Hate Drawing Backgrounds...

RUS: Ну да, ну да...чем же мне ещё заниматься, как не придумывать собственную расу? Хммм....Может быть рисовать фан-арты, которые принесут мне, хоть небольшую, но аудиторию, или рисовать никому ненужную хрень? КОНЕЧНО ЖЕ ВТОРОЕ! Не кидайте в меня тапками, пожалуйста. Я просто рисую виды своей расы, опираясь на внешность других рас. En: Yeah, yeah, yeah...what else can I do but invent my own race? Hmmm....Maybe draw fan art that will bring me, at least a small, but audience, or draw unnecessary crap to anyone? OF COURSE THE SECOND! Don't throw your slippers at me, please. I just draw views of my race based on the appearance of other races.

Рисую персов для своего фф.

Справа - Юкико довольно высокая девушка, которой на момент действий в фанфике недавно исполнилось 16 лет. Прямолинейный, недоверчивый и будет предпочитать находиться в одиночестве, чтобы хоть как-то переварить то, что случилось с ней за последние несколько лет. Из оружия предпочитает: пистолет, снайперскую винтовку, кинжал и также является биотиком, прошу заметить довольно сильным. Слева - Парень со скандинавским именем – Исгерд. На время событий ему 17 лет. Исгерд невысокий парень с крепким телосложением. Громкий и храбрый, но недальновидный, вспыльчивый и упрямый. Хорошо ладит с техникой, ибо в его роду практически все, кроме матери, инженеры и механики. Из оружия предпочитает: дробовик, винтовку, меч и парящую турель.  

Change the Zephyr gender? Easy! What for? Because I wanted to!

The old hunter decided to rest after a hard hunt, but the pup decided otherwise and now requires attention. Сложно быть охотником, но еще сложнее быть старым дедом, который следит за мелким говнюком) Насчет рисунка: видимо, я напортачила с размерами. Надо было сделать персонажей побольше, чтобы занять больше холста, а не оставлять его в таком полу-пустом виде... Ладно, что сделано - то сделано. Все равно получилось более-менее симпатично.

Human:  * just exists* Arrogant yautja:

To be honest, playing as a stormtrooper in Andromeda and on high difficulty, I noticed that my party members very often die. I had to fight off the Roekaar attack on Eos alone, while Liam and Jaal were lying somewhere half-dead, and I often clean the vaults alone... Therefore, in my head, the image of MY Ryder has developed as a pioneer nanny who looks after her team like a mother.

Почему бы не нарисовать арт, вдохновившись 3-я смайлами???

Young blood that knows no problems and a human teenager who has a lot of this shit

Why do I always think of young blood and human teenager with problems (be it family, society or psyche)? One extremely arrogant and so sure of himself, which is why he always gets into some shit on the Earth while the second simply: "No, please, nothing good will come of it... * heavy sigh*. Well, that's it! I told you so! And how am I going to sew it back on to you???". Young blood at first openly despises the teenager, and the teenager is just trying to get rid of the arrogant alien, at the same time solve his shit (problems with parents, conflicts with classmates and just cure his own mental injuries), but then these two get closer when they get to know each other better. And soon the young blood begins to somehow try to take care of their man. It will all start with banal questions: "How are you feeling?", "Have you eaten today?", but then it will grow into something more. It will be extremely pleasant for a person, because it will be the only being who openly expresses his love to him. But since these are two teenagers whose hormones are raging, I just imagine how these two quarrel and the person just retreats, because he does not like conflicts, and just raises his hands up with the words: "Great! That's it! I've had enough! Fuck off! Do what you want!", goes to his room to calm down, while Yautja stands confused, like: "What??? He just gave up and left??" Or how these two are trying to get to know each other's physiology better. Young blood is too young to have time to study human anatomy better, and a person simply has not encountered the physiology of aliens. At first, both just look at each other. Yautja, of course, will want to touch a person, but he is too shy or too protective of his personal space due to the fact that his loved ones previously neglected his boundaries. I just imagine young blood pulling a hand that a person just shies away from. Yautja removes his hand, looks apologetically and purrs softly to calm the person, while the person at this time apologizes for overly emotional reaction. After that, they both sit in silence for a few minutes, but then somehow find a way to get to know each other's physiology better. Or how a teenager tries to hide from his parents the presence of an alien in their house. Especially if it's not a rich family with a big cottage or something like that. A one-story house with two or three bedrooms (if a person has  brothers or sisters), where young blood simply cannot hide, so he has to spend the night either in a barn or even on the street. Just imagine how a teenager gets up earlier than expected to visit his alien friend early in the morning. Or how yautja watches the windows of the house where their human lives, and sees another quarrel between a teenager and his parents about parental alcoholism or other shit. He sees his man leaving the house all in tears, humiliated and insulted after another verbal humiliation, where one or both of his parents perfectly pressed all his pain points. I don't think young blood has experienced it for himself, so he's a little confused at first. In short, I'm sorry for writing another piece of shit again. I just decided to share my thoughts and apologize in advance for the mistakes. My English is very bad.

I will be glad to hear your opinion on this matter. (and I think this is a pretty hackneyed topic)

I redrawn my jerk from 2017. I don't want to go into details, but his biography is quite pleasant, which is surprising for my characters from that period of life. I changed his color palette, because even though it looked normal on paper, it was just ugly on the monitor. And now his name is just "Coffee". A mute (due to stupidity in his environment) character who understands a lot of things CAN talk, but prefers to remain silent, given the reaction of friends and just passers-by. I will try to draw art with him in that universe, which is a crossover of the Borderlands and AvP universes. Для русскоговорящих: я на одежде уже конкретно подзаебалась поэтому она хреново нарисована и из-за усталости небольшая агрессия по отношению к персонажу, хотя я его люблю. Что сказать? Тех кого я люблю - жестко подъебываю и матерю, НО с любовью. (А также ему реально повезло, что он не инвалид, как другие персы в том же скетчбуке. Так что F молодому)