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naffeclipse · 3 months

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Cold Scales

Naga!Moon x Reader. Sickness.

The first sign of your fever hits you with a pulse of heat. You brushed it aside, believing the sun had been beating on you too long, and the jungle warmth was simmering your blood. Sun leads you to the cave come nightfall. The buzz of mosquitoes fills the air with a menacing hum.

Sun has always been warm to you, even when he told you that you are warmer. His melting yellow and golden jewel tone scales, his cornflower blue eyes, wide and endearing, fit alongside the heavy humidity in the afternoons. The small scarlet markings on his throat and hips are metal-red hot, too. He always kept you warm.

Moon is cool. You’re not sure if that’s due to the cold tones of his scales, gray-blue on his belly and along his arms, and deeper into midnight blue along his back and on top of his hood. He hides in the darkness after sunset. His red eyes, even darker still, only flash once it’s too late for his prey. You’ve seen how fast he strikes—before, when you were acting foolish and trying to escape their aid, and after, when you watched him and Sun hunt a meal.

You slip out of Sun’s embrace. His arms fall away, lethargic from the day you both put your energy into scavenging for berries and nuts and small mammals. A soft hiss leaves his lips. You wait a moment to ensure he doesn’t stir, though his coils unconsciously tense, searching for the little human he was holding.

Sun had mentioned you felt warmer than usual, but you convinced him you were only tired and worn out from the hot day. Still, he frowned when you laid down beside him on the cool cave floor.

The fever pulses deep within you. You feel it burn across your forehead with a ripple of sweat. Staggering out of the cave, what strength you have is quickly sapped by whatever attacks your body. You need less heat. You need to be cold and imagine gulping down icy water to soothe the dryness infecting your throat.

A small trail that’s been trampled by your feet and the width of snake tails leads you through the trees. Even in the dark, under the delirium of a fever, you find the edge of the glinting water reflecting the canopy of thick verdant leaves overhead.

You kneel, almost collapsing forward before you manage to catch yourself with both hands splashing into the pebble-bottom stream. The heavy breaths in your chest heave in and out. You sigh and tell yourself you’re being a baby—one little fever, and you’re struggling to concentrate on the water before you.

In the reflection of the stream, you catch two red eyes glowing above you, leaning out of a tree to survey your feeble attempts to quench your burning thirst. A hood of midnight and diamond yellow stars surround the visage.

“It’s nothing, Moon,” you whisper to the water. Slowly, you cup your hand and carefully bring it to your lips. The crisp coldness douses your heated lips, filling your mouth with a jolt due to the sharp contrast of cold and fire within you. When you swallow, you shiver.

The softest rustle echoes. A few branches quiver, then, you feel his presence behind you, cool as a tree’s shadow.

A large, blue-gray hand snakes around your forehead. Knuckles press against your temple, and you sigh in relief at his blissful, fresh touch.

“Fever,” Moon rasps, carrying the end of the word with a soft hiss of disdain, as if saying it with a curse will make it no longer reality.

“I just need a drink.” You cup your hand in the lazy flow of water again. “I’m fine.”

“Too warm,” he says when you greedily gulp another mouthful.

Water spills cut down the corners of your mouth. He presses closer to you. His thumb smoothly wipes away the drips falling off of your chin, then he shifts. Your mauve shirt with the sleeves cut off allows his frosty arms to offer a barrier against the next wave of heat crashing against you. He’s never felt so cold before—or have you never felt this feverish before?

“It’ll go away.”

You try to get to your feet but Moon’s hand on your waistline stops you from rising.

“Come here,” he rasps. “Let me see you, orchid.”

You would have given him a look at the pet name, but you don’t have the strength to muster the effort. He eases you back against his chest. His palms slide and cup your shoulders, his sharp fingertips slipping slightly under the frayed edges of your shirt and resting on the end of your collarbone. Is that a shiver from the elicit touch or sickly chills beginning to take hold?

“You’re flushed,” he hisses softly. A slight slip of his tongue, forked at the end, peeks out of his mouth as he leans closer. You moan unwittingly at his cool, flat cheek pressed against your clammy face.

“It was hot today.”

“You’re sick,” he decides.

This time, you groan out of refusal rather than relief.

“I’m not sick.” You slowly shift, managing to get to your knees to face him. The fever forces your shoulders down. You bow under the exhaustion taking hold.

Moon hisses in an amusement yet concerned note. His long tail drapes behind him, cutting across the ground like the connections of a constellation. It’s black in this lowlight, but in the day, when he sleepily shows himself, you’ve caught the iridescent indigo and jeweled blue tones of his beautiful scales.

“If you keep denying it, I will take drastic actions. Do you want that, orchid?” his tone lowers to a menacing threat, all dark cords and hisses, but you’ve learned to tune your senses to his hands and expression. He looks only at you, a slight frown playing along his wide mouth. His eyes are narrowed, displeased with your condition.

“No,” you shake your head, “You and Sun are so dramatic.”

“Says the stubborn flower,” he touches your cheek. You nearly collapse into his palm. The rasp of his laugh stings your pride as much as it soothes your aching chest.

“I’m not a flower,” you mutter as you feel his arms lower slightly, coaxing your hands over his shoulders. He rises higher on his tail, lifting your feet off the ground without effort, and you slump over his shoulder, little more than a child being carried to bed. Moon hums a low, hypnotic sound (that you’re sure is part of his allure, his power).

“Of course not,” he gives with amused demean.

You work up a growl at your throat that sounds weak even to your own ears. Moon shushes you with a soft stroke of his claws against your spine. The shudder that follows through your body is both cold and hot, and you hate that he silences you so simply, and that you like how he strikes back against your harshness.

“Easy, easy,” he murmurs as if calming a tiger. You want to snarl at him again but the brief spark is quickly smothered under an internal infernal cooking your core.

No one agitates you and reassures you as much as Moon.

He glides across the ground to his tree—it’s wide and high, thick with strong boughs and leafy but not too leafy. A perfect tree for a naga. Moon tends to lounge up there when he wants to escape the shadows of the cave you usually make your bed in. You wonder how he intends to hold you through the night up in its verdant limbs, but Moon hooks a hand behind your head and lowers you softly to the cool, moist ground at the base of the trunk.

“Moon?” For a piercing moment, you’re afraid. You refuse to let go of his arm as he draws away. Where is he going?

“Hold still,” he gently hisses.

You let go. You wait for him.

Slowly, his coils gather, curving in loops close to you. He draws himself around you, his long body following. The darkness shimmers. He takes you into his arms once more and guides you to his chest where he fully embraces you. The end of his tail drapes across your waist, sealing you within a deliciously cool embrace of the naga’s scales.

“Shush,” he says when you groan, soaking in his invigorating presence. “Sleep, orchid.”

You almost tell him that you can’t, or that you won’t, but the comfortable weight of his body surrounding you, the chill of his arms against your burning skin, and the soft tuck of his chin upon your sweaty head chases away the last of your resistance. You might have pressed back—saying you don’t need his help, but it’s hard to resist the frost-gentle relief of his presence. It’s hard to be stubborn when he feels so good.

“Close your eyes,” he murmurs against your hair. “You’ll feel better soon.”

The sweet caresses of his cool touch across your forehead eases your ache. Against your will, your eyelids flutter. He hums low, a lullaby you can’t name, and it soothes you gently into a dreamless sleep, comforted by a cool cradle of scales and songs.

#i'm burning up with a fever as we speak #i wrote this at like 1 am #because of the fever #if there are any mistakes no you don't see them #cold scales #naga au #naga!moon #moon x reader #naff writing #i'll add this to ao3 later #when i have more energy

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aerknight · 7 months

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MOON SNAKE IS DONE sun design is here <3 au ramble under the cut

To answer naff about the storyline of the au if they happen to see this...

I don't wanna give too much away, but you are a gift shop worker at a Freddys that's basically a zoo (if zoos were 20% animal and 80% tourist trap) for strange/mythical creatures. A kid drops a plush into the Naga exhibit and you are the only employee available. You retrieve it with no problem and stump the other keepers who are like. wtf?? how are you alive?? there are giant angry snakes in there who have maimed people?? Things only get weirder from there. B) Ya know, the usual corporate takes advantage of its employees and stuff. The relationship between you and the snake bois is also completely platonic because I will die for platonic love and I don't see it enough in DCA fandom. v_v

Also, I was pleased to see someone guess the morph patterns on Sun's design! (Albino/Piebald) Moon's might be a little harder... he has three different patterns at work.

I have an Eclipse design, but I can't show it because it would give away a major plot point reee.

#fnaf au #naga!moon #snake!moon #moon pls they have to go back to work #my art #fnaf daycare attendant

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loreleilarai · 1 year

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A gift for @baconlyswiss

She saw it on discord but anyway

I want to kiss and hug the snake boys so badly, and the closest way to do that is with drawings.

(Click on the image for better quality)

Get someone to look at you like Sun when you talk about what you like.... Well, you've already found him actually.

Moon caught a mouse that was hanging around his cave, he doesn't really play with her prey, but you are a special case.

Can we talk about how beautiful the designs are? While drawing I had fun making the patterns, and they are not even difficult, it took little time and I loved the result. I also got better at drawing snakes slightly while I was doing this lol. Playing with the lights of a sunlit treetop and a dark cave also amused me.

I told myself to post this about 6 times today, and 5 I forgot to do it. I have the attention span of a fish.

#lorelei being a fan #myart #naga!sun #naga!moon #Whenever I look at Moon's drawing I have the desire to bite Moon's nose.#I hope I never meet a naga in real life because I would not survive.#naga au #Moon is a very comfortable bed and Sun is a perfect listener.#But they are not spared from my urge to chew on things #Either we kiss or someone ends up with a bite

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sigery · 2 years

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Me: *on youtube*

Harpy!Sun: Could you perhaps work on our fic? Or at least move the cursor to me not being in an isolation cell.

Naga!Moon: YOU ARE LUCKY I REMAIN DIGITAL OR I WOULD STRANGLE YOU

Doll!Boys: *just chilling*

Me: Oh yeah, I have this idea about-

Naga!Moon: *destroying the research facility and killing a bunch of people*

Me: *rambling about yet another AU*

Doll!Eclipse: At least it's not another mer AU

#Harpy!Sun #Naga!Moon #nesting doll au #Me not writing

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sinnabee · 2 months

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comm i did for @crazedauthor during last night's stream of her naga boys!!! If you haven't checked out her naga fic yet, omg go read it rn!!! its fantastiiiic <3

#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #naga au #my art #commission #stream commissions #funky little jester boys

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nefarrilou · 2 months

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L U N A R N E W Y E A R

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤCC under the cut

+* Clipping

* Edited to fit the design

* Base Game

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C r e a t o r s

🐭 @goamazons @magpiesan @kismet-sims @yakfarm @rimings @rustys-cc 🐮 @simandy @dizzyrobinsims @marsmerizing-sims @dallasgirl79 🐯 @vapidsims @ssspringroll @xldsims @dustyrat 🐰 @sixcircles @palacesims4

🐲@sixcircles @zynoox @maye @julhaos @srta-leila @dansimsfantasy @shandir @astya96cc 🐍 @luutzi @wenwem @simbience @1-800-cuupid @ommosims @natalia-auditore 🐴 @daylifesims @marsmerizing-sims 🐐 @sixcircles @wenwem @kotehok @snaitf

🐵 @plantainboat @zeussim @jius-sims @dansimsfantasy @kalino-thesims 🐔 @simandy @asansan3 @maya @zeussim @regina-raven 🐶 @natalia-auditore @myfawnwysimblr @the-daydream-archives @sims-musou @studio-k-creation 🐷 @zao @maya @charonlee @feralpoodles

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🏮 H a p p y L u n a r N e w Y e a r ! 🏮

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melanirana · 3 months

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@naffeclipse Nagas you say . . . have them three boys all made up of tropical species(or semi tropical) of snakes

Sun is a mix of Eyelash Viper and Black Racer. Sun is diurnal.

Moon is White Lipped Python and a Cape Cobar. He is also the longest out of the boys and Nocturnal.

And Eclipse is a Red African Bush Viper mixed with a Blood Python. He is active during the morning and the evening.

Dont get me started on snake biologie, I will ramble for hours and give you a crash course worth 3 years of biologie class.

#fnaf sun and moon #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf eclipse #daycare attendant fnaf #fnaf au #naga au #fnaf fanart

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crazedauthor · 3 months

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A beautiful commission I got from @shawncoper1 ! (Note: their commissions are not open to the general public right now.)

It's baby naga Sun and Moon, soon after hatching! These boys were cuddle bugs. They stuck together like glue for most of their early life. Squishy little babies so nice to hold!

#sun #moon #naga au #coiled around #coiled around the fine line between love and fear #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #precious babies #they were the silliest things #sun was always giggling and smiling #and moon was a sleepy happy cuddler

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thedemonscrawler · 6 months

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Soooooo Magma released all their previously paid brushes for free >u>;;;

Yassified Eclipse is from last week! Art wasn't really happening for me, but I at least got them drawn.

And then this week we got @venomous-qwille's Clip (one day I will draw Sol, it's gonna happen) and @crazedauthor's naga!Moon to go with the Sun I drew a bit ago

#fnaf security breach #fnaf #art #GITM au #naga au #went a leeeeetle nuts #i just realized i should have added steam to Moon but hhhhh

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intistone · 8 months

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DCA Stone Heart/Naga AU!

Pov you can randomly turn people to stone but are also a gremlin dealing with a crisis.

Based in a futuristic-medieval world, reader is a scrappy gorgon thief, looking out for themselves and ONLY themselves. They are selfish, greedy, and incredibly agile and basically WILL find all the shinies. Plus, being hunted for your head may seem like a huge concern, but hey, you turn them to stone and move on, that is all.

But….looking out for number one comes to an end when two young naga come into their life, making them question themselves and what exactly is going in the underground markers and arenas around the city…..and what exactly they’re supposed to do now.

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crowsongart · 5 months

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Mini Naga AU!

god im making wayy to much AUs 💀

This is Mini Naga AU! The plot is that Sun and Moon here were powerful Nagas until they got cursed into small not-so-powerful now pet snakes. (plot still in development) If interested, read more below <3

Y/N found those two on the streets and decided to take them in, unfortnuately they arent able to talk to them in that form until they get more powers overtime to turn into bigger forms and so on. Y/N likes to call Sunny "My little sun droplet" as if he was blessed form the sun itself by the markings. Sunny is very active throughout the day. Sun loves when Y/N dresses him up in different little outfits. As for Moon they just call him "Rat" by his pissy attitude, and, the fact as his name goes; he is a Black rat snake. Moon's more active during the night, so he mostly naps in his most comfortable spots until nightfall. Likes to guard Y/N while sleeping (and Y/N doesn't know that) They also seemed to like some accessories so Y/N gave them some. Moon doesn't have the bells on the end of his tail for nothing, Black rat snakes, when they are cornered or feel threatened, they wiggle their tails like a rattle snake, will often coil in a defensive posture, hiss, and strike repeatedly. Y/N found that cute in the end so thats why they wrapped it around his tail. Will definitely make Lunar as a ball pyhton!! if you guys have any suggestions for other species for the others in the show, let me know!! I'll stop here before it gets too long. If you guys will be interested I can do my best to make a small fic about it here or on ao3 :3 Chao!

#mini naga au #tsams au #tsams #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf #fnaf sb #naptime attendant #daycare attendant #fnaf au #security breach au #pet snake moon #pet snake sun #art #fnaf art #fnaf security breach #sun and moon show

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naffeclipse · 2 months

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*slides leopardtaur Y/N to you across the table like a seedy casino*

*picks leopardtaur Y/N up and slips them into my inner jacket pocket*

You escaped Fazco's jungle park the moment it fell, darting to the outer regions of dense forest and tangled vegetation to soak in the untouched tropics. Your lower body takes after a leopard with a tawny coat and beautiful black rosettes. You're sleek, swift, and dangerous but not the biggest threat.

While in captivity, you caught whiffs off handlers of strange scents and heard gossip from those feeding you about the other monsters. You don't see any now, but you know to avoid conflict is to avoid encounters. You hunt at different times than might be typical for other beasts and avoid taking prey that might be missed. Usually, you rest in trees and hope to go unnoticed. You enjoy your newfound freedom. You hope to never see another human again.

Unfortunately, you're not alone. You realize that when you catch distant hisses and the echoes of slithering in the undergrowth. There are also the bones left from meals picked clean that you occasionally stumble upon. Massive paw tracks are left in the moist dirt. When you step into it with your paws, the imprint engulfs yours.

You'd rather not find out who those belong to. You're fierce but small. If anything big catches you in its teeth, it's over.

That doesn't mean you're never found. One lazy evening, just after nightfall, you wake up from a cozy nap along a thick tree branch. You yawn, opening your jaws and flashing your sharp teeth, stretching your arms and four legs and flicking your tail, only to realize that there's something above you. Wide, red eyes, caught off guard, stare down at you from higher branches. A naga, deep blue and hooded, dotted with diamonds of red and yellow scales, stares back. He must have been slithering along, not realizing the tree was already occupied. He starts to say something. You've already dashed down the tree trunk and bounded away faster than a bird disappearing into the forest.

That was too close, but not as close as your next encounter. The waterside is dangerous—you have to go there for a cool drink when the afternoon sun is hot. You venture forward, furry ears pricked, eyes scanning the verdant trees until you reach the babbling river's side. The noise is dangerous. It can conceal threats you might otherwise hear before they get too close, but you fold your four legs underneath you and cup your hands to drink delicious sweet water. It runs down your chin before you register another presence. The soft hiss of surprise that echoes.

You jump into the water. Splashing furiously, you turn around to face the intruder only to be met with wide blue eyes and open hands, just as stunned to see you as you are to see him. A naga of golden colors and red patches. He doesn't have a hood, not like the other one. Bright frills frame his head like a crown of beaming gold. He smiles reassuringly, almost too excited, and says, "Hello, friend." You spare him not a word as you swim across the river and disappear into the other end of the forest, ignoring his pleas to wait a moment.

The third encounter is too close for comfort. You don't realize you're being stalked until it's too late. The tall grass made you feel safe and hidden, but it only concealed who lurked here. You spy two gleaming orange eyes between blades of grass moments before the tigertaur leaps on you—and in a second, you're pinned. His paws hold your leopard body down, easily dwarfing you, as his hands grab your wrists. His strength puts an end to your attempts to fight back or wriggle free. He coos at you, much to your dismay. When he leans in close, you brace for his teeth to sink into you. Instead, he licks your cheek and tells you how sweet it is to finally get a proper eyeful of you. You're always running or hiding or sleeping. He wants to know your name. He wants you to know his name. He wants to see you again very soon, ignoring your confusion and disbelief that you're still alive.

He finally lets you up. He grabs your wrist when you try to flee. His striped tail whips about like he's playing while your own snaps in feral agitation. He tells you that you can trust him, especially over those snakes. You break free (did he let you break free?) and race back to the shadowy shelter of the jungle trees, breathing hard and frazzled.

You hide harder, staying in trees more and avoiding moving too much in the middle of the day and at midnight. Your paranoia grows when you notice little offers left under the tree where you had a nap at dawn and dusk: small morsels of meat, berries, nuts, and even flowers that hold no nutritional value but are gorgeous. You hear the nagas more, feel their presence, even catch sight of them as they catch sight of you, calling out, urging you to stop for a moment, please.

The tigertaur finds you when he pleases. He catches you bathing in the river one night and proceeds to help you groom your coat and hair despite your raised hackles, and he tells you that you should hunt food together; it would be far more efficient to share meals, and you need more meat. No matter where you go, where you hide, he finds you. You're certain he takes delight in catching you by surprise by how eagerly he snatches you up each time.

You don't like the offerings left by the nagas but you do take them, even the useless flowers. You don't like the tigertaur dragging a large carcass out, dropping it at your feet, and telling you to indulge, but you do eat. You don't know how to handle the attention of so many large predators, much less what to say when you drop by the babbling waterside to find the yellow naga smiling at you and telling you that it's safe, they won't hurt you. You don't know how to respond when you wake up to a soft hum in the middle of the night and find the blue naga a tree over, coiled up and watching you with a ruby gleam and a soft request to come over to his tree. He doesn't bite.

You don't know what to do but you want to survive, and you don't know if you can with the nagas and tigertaur beckoning you closer.

#sun and moon @ leopardtaur y/n: pssst pssst pssst #eclipse @ leopardtaur y/n: *yoinks*#augh i love them #leopardtaur!reader #tigertaur!eclipse #naga!sun #naga!moon #naff writing

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aerknight · 2 months

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my DFP discord magma contributions!

mer!sun from @bri-does-art's Call Of The Abyss!

and a snakey moon from my own au :3

#my art #mer!sun #naga!moon #snake!moon #fnaf au #fnaf daycare attendant #call of the abyss

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bloo-the-dragon · 7 months

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Some art of @intistone 's DCA from their naga au! Love these snakey lads their designs are super cool <3

#fnaf security breach #five nights at freddy's security breach #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moon #fnaf moondrop #naga au #bloo's art #*passes out*

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baconlysart · 2 years

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{Naga AU} The first encounters:

And the boys’ habitats:

#fnaf sun and moon #fnaf daycare attendant #naga au

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rynris · 7 months

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Tea and Mooncakes With You

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

I had this KorrAsami piece sitting in my WIPs for a little over 2 years and I finally went back to finish it. There's still a few things off about it but I'm pretty happy with how the moon door came out although I wish the camera angle was just a smidge higher. All things considered, Clip Studio has a really handy perspective tool which made drawing this a breeze! I'm kind of kicking myself for not drawing this in a higher resolution though, but I know better nowadays.

I also tried out gradient maps for this and did my best to push the colors a bit more than usual, but ended up toning it down a lot. I'm not very confident when it comes to colors and color harmony, so I played it safe, pushing the shadows more warm and the highlights more cool. I overlayed a little bit of color on the wisteria and on Korra and Asami to help them pop more, trying to center the most detail + contrast around them.

Thumbnailing helps a ton with environment stuff like this and I really should get back into the habit of doing it more. I tend to enjoy just diving in, but looking back at my old art, I'm noticing that my composition skills are pretty weak.

#art tag #korrasami #korra #asami #Naga #moon festival #the legend of korra #legend of korra #tlok #avatar academy #yes i'm applying to the avatar academy program #trying to keep expectations low because I know so many amazing people are applying #gave it a good 'ol college try

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