#nefilic

[volkskaa]

They are adorable

[volkskaa]

MY BOY !!

An attack for @nefilic!

[allyheart707]

Hi there, I love your stuff, I hope you don't mind but I wanted to do an ask the artist

Where are you from?

What's your favorite color?

How long have you been creating art for?

What drives you to make art?

What is your favorite piece of artwork of yours?

What is your favorite fan artwork that was done for you?

What character of yours is your favorite?

If you could go to any fictional world which one would it be?

Do you consider what will please your audience or do you just do your own thing?

What made you want to start your AU?

Hi! Sorry it took so long to respond, but thank you so much for the questions!! :D

I live in a tiny little town in the middle of nowhere in the US :D

My favorite color for the longest time was light blue, but recently I have been liking celadon green a lot too. I go back and forth between those two a lot.

I have been drawing all my life, but the time where I think I actually got really into art was when I created my first OC in 6th grade. His name was Super Odd Taco and he was a taco that had super powers :3

Other artists- especially story tellers (in any media format). Stories in games, comics, books, or movies have ALWAYS inspired me. I am amazed by the way someone can write something that brings me to tears, or makes me giggle and scream in excitement. I hope that one day my art/stories can do the same. :3

I am pretty proud of this artwork and this animation off the top of my head. Though if I thought harder I may be able to find ones that I am prouder of-

*insert all fan art made for me* No, no but seriously, I could not answer that for you. Every piece has something so special about it that I love. Though, I will give a shout out to @brightonstudios , @purple-the-turtle, @potatoeofwisdom, @chaosborb, and @truths33k3r4 for the sheer amount of wonderful art they have made for me that I constantly find myself looking back at. You should check all of these guys out, they are wonderful artists and awesome people.

Hmmm. In LS my favorite would have to be Mikey, I love him. Though Heishi and Donnie are a close second. (so sorry Raph D:) as for my OC's? I honestly could not tell you. Ray is the oc I have had the longest so I cherish her a lot, but Kiki and Nefil have a story that I love the most. I really hope to write theirs one day :3

Hmmm probably a more peaceful one. Maybe like... Hello Kitty or something.

While I am making the art? not often. But usually as I start to finish it, I start to realize I will be posting it and suddenly my brain is like "BUT WAIT! Nobody will like THIS!" And then I start panicking because I can't restart because I just finished it- and ujadhjgas anyways, that's why I love and appreciate @truths33k3r4 for reading through LS before I post any of it XD

I saw a lot of comics where the turtles were separated and taken in by a villain or side character and I thought FOR SURE there would be an AU where they were taken in by scientist, but I didn't see any! (I have found some now- so, not quite as original as I thought, but still fun! :D)

[lowkeyed1]

behind the scenes photos from lou gala (nefile)

[roseredsnow]

Listen I'm not keen on sex in media * but the fact Nefile and Panfilo never got to have a threesome is cowardice, obviously doesn't work with Dioneo for timing but like I thought it was gonna happen with Ruggiero

* Like as in I'm not comfortable watching etc most sex scenes, not as in I think it should be banned, I acknowledge it has its place and I mostly had this on in the background anyway so not too bothered.

[blanquitagb]

I just published " 4. La Copa Mortal " of my story " Shadowhunters: Brotherhood ". https://www.wattpad.com/1343799832?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=Shiroi_Tsubaki&wp_originator=Vqcidj4aMoPvT7HpDyYqhCpfV6ebFYgSv7vE7ai9hrIc%2B5uwSSd717cMPKn2prtTndnXffN6K28QKKv00yK%2BxQIXYFoY%2BQFI7oSi9qzaOPcMhU%2FJeTfAcY%2FuVwU3LizE

[kehideni]

Here is a dental explanation of Denalien.

When i pay attention to his teeth, i switch around the numbers 4 - 5

The under jaw has more teeth than the upper jaw. The upper jaw fits to the under jaw.

The underjaw:

From front view you start with the canine, then 4 slightly smaller incisor teeth then end it with another canine.

From the sides you start with the 1 big fang then 4 incisor.

The upper jaw:

Front view, you start with a canine, 3 cuspid teeth and end with a canine.

From the sides you just have 5 incisors in a row.

Much like crocodiles, when Denalien eats he doesn't really chew. He rips off a bite and then swallows it. He looks carnivore but is actually an omnivore, like bears.

Like snakes, nefil (Denalien's species) can unhinge their jaw at will but it is painfull to do and to place back in it's socket, so they don't do it much.

Slight btw: Ears are always behind the horns.

[kikkofindaeas]

Ohh tu ... Cillabho ...

Debiteri dee arbitrale suna mestia ...

ihpotreve imeo ... valle sit utie sit nebre ...

Tamane dirsuo trepia pacchia ...

Alfeo testua compiaqua deli temini altredi ...

Demedeo putia nefile cotenebree ...

Daedalio tetestia copia benetia ...

Et irsi kwimbe ... deote fiesole ...

debineme ardire ... teuto !

( Proto Deimpeto )

[vardasvapors]

“Smitten”

For Flash Fiction Month on Deviantart Challenge: “Luck of the Die” (first person / present tense / excitement) Prompt: “It is surrounded by three business buildings, a faerie grove amidst a concrete jungle.”

I'm waiting for the cops to pass, and then I'll be squeezing under that gate, the gate that opens only for the people with real souls. Do You like those other people, the ones with real souls? They’re only supposed to go into the Square to show off their soul manifestation and give a speech about how it proves their souls are whole and real, inert and immaculate, worthy of use after the world ends. I can't wait and I don't want to be whole anyway! I want You to ruin me. And I want everyone to know it, I want them to have to deal with knowing it!

But the Square is someone's soul too, and its nature is to be etched with everything it sees forever. And so when I break in, to meet the other smitten degenerate leper-souls who also have to break in because they do not have real souls, and to become like them — it will be etched with me forever.

Not that it matters, because I will be etched with what I'm going to say forever, and I am forever! Everything I do is forever and I'm doing it now, now, right now! Are you listening to me? I bind You by name, and that is forever.

I'm already running down the alley as the nightwatch's boots fade away, an old cobbled alley like the other inferior primitive cities have to make do with, people say. The alley runs between the gleaming Port Authority and the skyscraper full of factory machinery no other city can make, and almost to the City Guard offices twelve stories high, but not quite, because the Square is there, and it is a soul, so it is holding even the greatest buildings back, a single patch of indestructible night in the city where every corner is watched. The King's soul-eyes, a thousand in a row, hang along the vine that stretches through every street — wanting to train the mind of every person in this city to make an association between him and You, but he is not so beautiful, no one would ruin themselves to see his soul! He has to do it to people as punishment. I'm out of reach of the King’s eyes now, I’m squeezing under the gate, I'm skin and bones, my veins are so full and I haven’t been able to sleep in so long and that's always when the cutting gets worse, the cobblestones are ripping them open again as I reach the Square.

I'm in the singing singing hallucinating dizzying laughing soul of a madman's night greedy for You in the vast desert under old stars over a thousand years before this city was built. You smote him too, right? You are bright-crazy too as he was, are You not? That's why his soul is laughing, laughing, laughing! Laughing like You! His soul is ringing with it!

Outside I can see a thousand years of this city smeared through time like the afterimages of racing war chariots. All around there is a paroxysm of glee in ruination, stamped in time forever. The King says: this Square is the burned soul of one who is less than human, one who paid the price when You smote him as he seized You, in his depravity and hubris. That if anyone follows his desire, they will be lost forever and will never go back to the pure unmarred soul they were before. He says You said that — I know that’s all true, You laughed, said it to me too! Ha, did anyone ever take that as a threat, and not a promise? Do You promise? I am binding You by oath and name, that You promise!

Inside I can see, sitting in a circle of salt around a tab of magnesium stolen from the factory, the other soul-lepers — three others, two who have been smitten by You already, one who will do it with me tonight. Ah but I'm already smitten too aren't I? Smitten with Your curling ghostly flames and wheels that turn and turn just behind the veil, just behind the name that is just on the tip of my tongue! But I am running, the cuts and needletracks stinging, I am already me but this is what I am wanting. I am doing this, and I will do it, and I will have done it. Every step brings me closer, closer to the moment when I will hold the others' hands, to the moment the magnesium will be lit, to the moment I will find Your name, and then speak Your name, and then that act will be part of me forever, and I will never be able to ever speak again. My tongue will be burned away, my mouth will be full of You, I will exhale light. Speaking that name is me. I am me, and when I seize You by the heart and drag Your soul into proof with Your name that You cannot deny, that will be of me forever and ever, marking my body until I die, marking my soul past the end of the world.

I hate this city and this world and all its people who say my existence should not Be. However wrong it is for me to be, I am. And therefore I will be forever. And I am to know, to touch, to name, I am to be the ruin of myself by what I will do with You and what will happen to me. To be it, and for this soul-night that is all around me spiting the sprawl of this city to remember and prove that I am, I wanted, I did, I was. So now I bind You by name. This smitten one binds You, O smiting One, by name. Now, now. Quickly, quickly.

[volkskaa]

These are dumb and from a discord server. I made em tho

[fordshusband]

some Ford doodles + my gravity falls oc Pierce Wright (yes this is my art, my main account is named Nefilic lol)

[dracoj]

oh my god they’re doing platonic life partners with them…. Nefile has wormed into the list of characters I care about

leave my boy panfilo alooooooooone he’s a faggot with a church girl beard he has enough problems

[allyheart707]

Magma OC drawings :DDD

I actually really like how these came out! Especially Nefil and Kiki (top)

[lepertamar]

sad how nam’ir is explicitly described as not having ever manifested before her cryofreeze….otherwise i’d have totally headcanoned her as responsible for the flood sea level rise that drowned nefil….

[ivanaskye]

hi sorry iran away. what i meant was llike i was wondering about the canonicity status of your girlfrirnf’s fic, is it like canon or secondarily canon or just like any other strangers fanfic woulsd be?

hmmm I wouldn’t say it’s exactly canon, especially because it seems to portray Nefil as at a higher tech-level than it ever would have gotten in canon. but it is written by someone who knows canon well due to unavoidable effects of dating me, so any implications in the fic are not exactly unfounded.

[kehideni]

Today i was very close to giving up on ever putting Denalien's story out there, because i really lack talent in writing and drawing for me to start it. BUT!

As i was making this standalone image titled: Golem

I kinda came up with an idea on how to make it still happen.

What if i don't make it a comic but i make an illustration, and write the rest singular post style? That might work... hmmm

Anyway.

I don't think anyone cares for my story so much that spoilers matter. It doesn't. So i'm just gonna spoil everything here.

Denalien's story follows along the Christian creation mythos very loosely. Denalien's species is called Nefil. Nefils are a sort of precursor creatures for life on Earth. They are very overpowered in that sense, because they got all sort of abilities that animals later on will have, such as having horns, or fangs, or high intelligence that humans are supposed to have once they are created. Because they are this over powered they got one thing taken from them and that is reproduction. Only a limited number of nefils exist and they all live in a remote location dedicated to them. They are the "closed alpha" creatures of Earth in gamer talk. (They also don't have a set lifespan, essentially making them eternally living [which isn't the same as immortal] they can just live however long, as long as they are not killed)

Once God starts creating animals, nefils can hunt, but once humans come to be nefils were supposed to be deleted. God takes pity on them and they may live as long as they don't make contact with humans. That's the one rule they have to follow, but there is no explanation as to why they can not make contact with humans, nor what happens if they do.

After humans are made, nefils are no longer just simply "closed alpha" versions of life on Earth, they also get to be creatures representing concepts. The concepts they represent give them supernatural abilities. Such as the "beast of secrets", who has black and grey fur and gets an incredible amount of knowledge of future events and conspiracies. Sure enough... the rest of the nefils think he went insane, exspecially when he attacks Denalien unprompted the second they meet.

Denalien feels very curious about humans, as they are the only intelligent lifeform after nefils, but after a while his curiosity wins(after thousand of years humans are made) and he makes contact with an old woman who is a "witch". Not the woman nor Denalien realise that in truth the woman is haunted by a demon- who granted her witch powers in the first place.

The old woman realises that nefils are eternal living and tries to gain that for herself through witchcraft, because of that Denalien has to kill her. That mildly annoyed the demon, for that woman was it's toy for the time being. The demon possesses the dead body of the woman and follows after Denalien- something that Denalien did not notice.

The demon proceeds to kill every each nefil in their designated living place one by one, except for Denalien- who does not understand what is going on, he believes he got cursed by the witch and that's what he is facing. His closest brother- Lethupan is the last to get killed and his dead body gets possessed, who from then on haunts Denalien for thousands of years to come, never kills him, always chases and fights, but never kills him.

Denalien mainly got 2 enemies in the story, both of them are demons (fallen angels) who's identities he nearly doesn't even get to figure out.

Moloch the hunter, is the one that haunts Denalien throughout his life.

The other one is Beelzebub the creator.

Beelzebub's deal with Moloch is that whoever Moloch kills, the souls and the bodies belong to him, from which he will make various monsters. Souls of victims, souls of criminals mixed with bodies of animals and various other organic materials.

His master creation is this golem made of every nefil that got killed. Their body got crafted into a giant nefil-looking golem, and every each one's soul jammed into it. (the color yellow got special meaning in Denalien's story) The main controlling soul is the one nefil that hated Denalien the moment they met, for the beast of secrets knew that Denalien would cause the death of their whole species.