siringadev
siringadev
Immortal Beauty
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I love art, mythology, nature, fantasy, history and many more other interesting things~
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siringadev · 7 days ago
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Tease
Radahn and Miquella. Just consorts have a good time with each other ^^
HQ 3k artwork
Without dress
And nude version
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siringadev · 12 days ago
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"The weight of solitude, the ache of not belonging, the quiet terror of being different… and a love so desperate, it hurts to look away."
Illustration for fanfic Shadow of Nero on AO3.
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siringadev · 15 days ago
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In Honnor of First Love: Phobos and Cedric
It was 2004, before the internet, before fandoms, before we had words like “yaoi/slash” or “ship”— every Sunday, two mysterious, beautiful, magnetic characters appeared on our screens. Phobos and Cedric.
We didn’t know what it was called. We just felt: there’s something between them. Something that stirred the soul. Something that made us want to draw, even if our hands were still clumsy. Something we tried to write about, even if we lacked the words. We were teenagers in those days. Secretly sketching fanart in notebooks, writing scenes where they looked at each other differently than in the show. Each of us was alone, in our own corner, but these characters became our first silent confession to ourselves:
“I want to see love between men. More gentleness. More depth. An intimacy.”
It was our first queer awakening, though we didn’t know the word, and didn’t know how to live it. Years have passed. We’re in our thirties now, and we look back not with shame, but with tenderness. With gratitude. Phobos and Cedric are not just villains from childhood. They are our first quiet dream that love could look different. Not "allowed". Not shown. But alive in our minds.
Now we can draw freely. We can share our art and stories without fear and shame. And yet that childlike softness remains, that awkward, innocent, and utterly real attempt to see in two fictional figures what we never saw in real life media those days.
And when Alessandro Barbucci, the original artist, once wrote in his IG stories: “I learned Phobos became a gay icon. I’m so proud of you, my prince.” — with a rainbow heart bouncing next to his sketch — it felt like a blessing. Like a handshake and approval through time.
We were alone. Now we are together. We were young. Now we’re grown. But Phobos and Cedric still live in our hearts. I may not be ready to draw them in an intimate way yet (although I fantasize about it), but their glances, their presence, their silence say more than any explicit scene ever could for me.
This art and post is my gratitude. This is a return to myself, to my childhood dream. HQ 3k artwork + sketch
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siringadev · 19 days ago
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Just Nero in nightgown. Pencil, paper.
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siringadev · 20 days ago
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Radahn and Miquella. They like it rough.
HQ 3k full artwork, nude (18+) but blured a little bit
very explicit (hard 18+!!) version
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siringadev · 23 days ago
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"The memory of the past haunted him like a shadow. Nero’s nightmares and confessions of vengeance reveal the scars of his past. Wounds too deep for words, memories too dark to bear — and yet, through it all, Weiss never let go. His love was the only truth Nero could believe in. His unwavering love becomes the light that guides him toward healing."
Illustration for Chapter 9 of Shadow of Nero!
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siringadev · 25 days ago
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New Commission Info 2025
I often receive messages asking if I’m open for commissions. The short answer is yes — but it depends on the topic, price, and timeline. I appreciate genuine interest, but I kindly ask for respect for my time and energy. If you reach out, please be considerate — even a short “thank you” or “I’ll think about it” makes a difference. Silent disappearances after detailed replies can feel disheartening and wasteful.
I invest a lot of emotional and creative energy into every message and post. For me, communication isn’t easy or quick — it can take hours of thought and care. That’s why I try to focus only on serious inquiries.
Do I accept commissions?
Yes, but please note:
I evaluate each request individually based on the theme and content.
Some topics or scenes I do not draw — we’ll discuss this privately.
Completion time is usually around two weeks per artwork.
Urgent deadlines may require an additional fee.
💵 About the Price List
Below is my updated price guide (adjusted for current rates and inflation). These are approximate prices to give you an idea of the cost depending on the complexity. I’ll be happy to discuss details once we agree on the general scope.
I truly value your interest and support — thank you for understanding! 💗
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siringadev · 26 days ago
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The Harmony of Beauty and Music
I've been working on this art for a long time. In the painting, two graceful eunuch musicians embody a synthesis of the ancient East and the Hellenistic world. Their bodies are not a sign of loss, but a celebration of form, talent, and spirit that transcends rigid boundaries of gender.Their music flows through the quiet garden, beneath golden arches, across centuries.
I continue exploring this theme because I receive sincere and supportive messages from people around the world. Among them are intersex, trans, nonbinary, and queer individuals — people who have often felt "invisible" in culture and art. My work has meant something to them. That’s why I keep going.
HQ 3k artwork
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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Embrace
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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“You really… won’t give up on me?” Nero whispered. “Never,” Weiss replied, holding him tighter. “I’ll choose you again and again. In any circumstances, in any world, until my last breath. We’re together.”
Illustration for Chapter 8
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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Portrait. The dark mystery of Weiss and Nero's family.
Chapter 7
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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Old Family portrait
Illustration for Chapter 7
The dark mystery of Nero's origin is revealed in this chapter.
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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My original character from a fantasy story. Ereya - the god-medium, he is responsible connecting people with gods, besides he is the god of air. Beautiful, powerful and kind. The first sketch of this artwork was started in 2020, but the character itself was created in 2012. And 2013 art HQ 3k artwork + steps process
Nvde version
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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“I’m trying so hard, Nero,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “I don’t know if it’s enough… I don’t want to lose you… I was too late... and yet, you still held on for me. If I could take your pain into myself, I would. A thousand times over."
Illustration for Chapter 6
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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One inspires fear with a touch and kills, the second inspires love with a touch and charms. The one is ready to destroy the world for the sake of love (for Weiss), and the second is ready to sacrifice everything, even loved ones, to save the world. It is interesting that the first is understood more, and the second is hated more by people. Why? Because love is the highest virtue. Nero rejected everything for love, and Miquella rejected love for an abstract ideal that cannot be realized in the world.
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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Decay
Illustration for Chapter 5
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"He was confined to a sterile room with white walls, where every sound echoed, amplifying his anxiety. The drugs they injected dulled his emotions but turned the world into a hazy fog, detached from reality. He felt his identity dissolving, losing himself. The straitjacket, reeking of chemicals, became his second skin, stripping him of human dignity. Over time, Nero broke. He stopped speaking, barely moved. His mind crumbled more each day. Hallucinations became his only reality. He saw Weiss, felt his warm touch, heard his voice. But each time, the mirage faded, leaving him alone in the cold, empty room. Constant drug injections worsened his cognition; amnesia relentlessly consumed his mind. He sat for hours in the corner of his bed, staring blankly, his eyes empty as a doll’s. His body existed, but the Nero Weiss knew was nearly gone."
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siringadev · 1 month ago
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Broken
Illustration for my fanfic Shadow of Nero. Very sad chapter 3
and chapter 4.
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