young and bitter

An idea that I've had for awhile for what Halsin's mother would look like

Damn you Larian, and your titillating sale promo pic xD

4 old ones

4 newer ones

It's been 2 years of the Tiny Niss comics! I have made 40 of them so far. When I get to 60, I will be making them into a printed book : )

I was initially planning on redrawing / polishing the old Tiny Niss comics to fit the current art style for the sake of the book, but upon speaking with a friend about my plans of such, I was happily convinced to leave them as is.

I decided to take a break from the Tiny Niss comics after December's comic (released at the very end of November) as to recuperate from the difficult year of 2025 and start the year with lower pressure on myself. I do hope to continue the comics upon the next month (perhaps at the end of this month if I do not feel so drained!) so that I may soon reach the goal of 60 total comics.

After accomplishing the 60 total comics, I feel it is important for me to continue them. Tiny Niss started out as a rather silly endeavour (who in their right mind would partake in this difficult form of storytelling when so new to art? me, apparently, who clearly was not in their 'right mind' and thought it would be easy! it's ridiculously difficult!) and expanded into what it is today and what it will continue to be. Tiny Niss is my passion; and it is my duty to him, and to those who contributed their ideas that greatly assisted in truly bringing him to life, to continue his story.

i unknowingly posted this the day my best friend died.

the caption is from a disney song we used to bond over. i didn’t know how true it was at the time.

i want to cry. his life was so brief and we loved each other still much. i still love him. what i wouldn’t do to have him back. to go on walks down to the beach together and shoot the shit about things we loved from the 70s, disney movies and all.

i don’t know if he was already gone by the time i posted this, but the song was stuck in my head. maybe he was sending me a message. i don’t know. i know it’s a silly thought, but i like to think that was his way of saying goodbye. i never went to his funeral. he wasn’t buried so i can’t ever visit him. but it comforts me to think that he said goodbye in the message of this song, on the coastal path we wasted our breaks on.

idea from here, full under the cut (mild nsfw!)