SeaMoon Fanart! :D

You can view the whole image here! It way waaay too big to upload here :,))

These are my OCs' reference sheets as well as concept arts! Sevda and Vincent are still in development, but they were made for a Visual Novel I'm planning to make set in a Post-Apocalypse world!

The last 7 drawings were "rushed" so I'm deeply dissatisfied with them as finished pieces, but they actually were part of a 7-day-challenge I had set for myself a long while ago where I had to create a story, introductions and characters; also technically a Visual Novel.
I don't know if I'll ever actually do anything with these characters since this challenge was really only meant for me to realize that I could do more than I thought I was capable of :,))

An OC I made based on a Turkish treat: Pişmaniye. She's a singer!

A long, long time ago, back when I turned 18, I managed to secretly escape from my home. Very complicated reasons.
The following year was one of the most difficult periods of my life; I had to face hunger, thirst, the cold... Stuff I already knew, but this time I was all on my own.
Since I had no other choice, I went to university.There was this little cat; a housecat I'd see sometimes on my way home from campus.
It was so friendly and sweet, the first time I saw it I immediately went to pet it. It led me to its home, maybe it thought I could open the door? :,)
Obviously I didn't know the owner — I knocked at the door. No answer.I sat near their doorstep, just looking at this cat and not knowing whether I should wait for the owner to come back so I'd know the cat was safe.
As I was daydreaming, a little cold from the wind, the cat came up to me and crawled on my lap. It put its head against my chest and snuggled up to me.I never had a cat before, even though I really wanted one since I was a child — this little cat made me so, so happy.
I wrapped my jacket around it — do cats get cold? They probably do.
I spent hours petting the cat until like, 10:30 pm? The owner still wasn't back, but I had to go home; I wasn't used to be out late. Never allowed to.The following months, I'd look for my cat friend when I'd go back home from campus. Warmth would blossom in my chest whenever I'd spot it.I was going to commit suicide but my cat friend saved my life.I'm sorry little friend, I broke my phone a long time ago, I lost the pictures I took of you.Thank you for saving me<3

The moon.
My most beloved, my art, my muse, my reflection.