#nylan

Nyla (dead serious) : Wrong. He cries before sex, he cries after sex, but never during sex. During sex he has a fucking job to do.

Angela: ...

Nyla: ...

'While we're living healthy lives, they have to swim trough a sea of corpses every day to find anything edible. Only a few lucky ones managed to get away from the carnage, but most of them are not so lucky. Every day they turn more feral and rip each other to the bone. There's something toxic in their air that is driving them insane'

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A very, very long time ago I had some kind of weird dream where most of the world was filled with trash, mud, dirty water and pollution, there were only a few 'orbs' that were actually walls that have a breatheable air, grass, cities and stuff like that. I dreamt about me climbing a wall of plastic trash to get to one orb

So later I twisted the scenario and made this.

Equatradwellers (my alien species) that were in this junkyard were being rescued by tall human beings. Nylan is one of the 'unfortunate' ones who struggle for food, but he was rescued

To this day, this is my favorite scenario I have ever made

I messed up - sorry

💜🌟-Nylan Celestial-🌟💜

Well i wanted an moment his ref for drawing this amazing oc-- (best daddy btw- ;3)

Im proud of this art- with metal effect-- (iknowididntdoalotdetailonhiswingsbuthhhhhh)