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Dorian is going to a design market

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21 | they | design student in Germany
I draw weird girls and other things occasionally
Trying to be a storyboard artist one day
Don't come here if you make or like AI "art", you're not welcome
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Going through the receipt collection to find a doodle canvas that needs a Molly on it... They got this order wrong, by the way
#art #oc

A faded restaurant receipt from a trip to Strasbourg with a red felt tip pen doodle of a girl looking at the viewer while getting ready to bite into a burrito looking thing.

November 28, 2025 at 12:37 PM

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Ah, encouraging! #art #oc

Two doodles of the same character sitting in the nude with sloppily drawn stars covering up any risqué areas. The text on these reads "at least you tried".

November 21, 2025 at 9:11 PM

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And no sober person could take his oath!
#art #oc

Two doodles on one canvas. One depicting two characters while one holds a pearl necklace and the other imitates a typing motion. The second drawing is in colour and shows the shorter of the two characters hunched over with a mischevious smile and lighting from the bottom upwards

November 13, 2025 at 9:47 PM

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To everyone who didn't make it to the con this weekend (which should be most of you, haha), I threw the print files for two of the zines I sold at the event up on my Ko-fi store for free!
Enjoy if you decide to check them out! #art #oc #zine
ko-fi.com/dorianaus/shop

A zine cover (available to read through the link on the post). It depicts two hands interlocking their pinkie fingers. The text reads "Us, in every universe - a zine about AUs".

A zine cover (available to read through the link on the post) depicting the silhouette of a mermaid-like beast in the background. The text reads "On the treacherous nature of sea beasts - A siren AU zine".

November 10, 2025 at 7:23 PM

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The Mimosa (4/4)

A series of cocktail renders in front of a black background. The drinks are meant to correspond with the chibi versions of characters interacting with the glasses. This drawing features the cocktail "Mimosa"

November 1, 2025 at 9:27 AM

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The Sidecar (3/4)

November 1, 2025 at 9:27 AM

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The Illegal (2/4)

November 1, 2025 at 9:27 AM

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My characters as drinks! (1/4)
This is a little series that I made to be prints, and also to practice rendering.
#art #oc

November 1, 2025 at 9:27 AM

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The water's fine (and animated)!

October 25, 2025 at 8:42 PM

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The water's fine!
#art #oc

A tall illustration of a woman reaching downwards from a cliff to an ocean wave to touch a greyish-green siren's hands, who is reaching upwards. The water beneath them reveals several skulls and other bones

A close-up of the woman on the cliff. She has blonde hair, blue eyes and is wearing a light shirt with a dark blue skirt and red shoes. She's looking down towards the water

A close-up of the siren. Her face isn't visible, as she is turned away from the viewer. She has red hair and a pointy translucent back fin

October 18, 2025 at 7:13 AM

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Returning to my pixelated roots...
#art #oc

A pink character with long blonde hair singing while wearing a short dress. There are pink wires in her hair and on her microphone, and she is twirling one of them. Also this is drawn in MSPaint

October 13, 2025 at 6:09 AM

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RACE!!🏍️💨💨💨
The second of three animatics I made for my recent soundtrack experiment
#blender #oc #art

October 1, 2025 at 9:51 AM

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🟦🟦🟦
#art #oc

A portrait of a character wearing a motorcycle helmet, a bright star reflecting off her helmet, splitting the image into four pieces

September 26, 2025 at 7:53 PM

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ROBOTS - A little animatic to go along with the soundtrack I made in one of my classes! Part 1 of 3 :)
#blender #art #oc

September 24, 2025 at 2:59 PM

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THE JUDGES HAVE SPOKEN. FORGIVE ME

September 22, 2025 at 9:48 AM

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Sketches + close-up

Two sketches of a similar pose in fineliner

A close-up of the scales on the siren's tail, which is curled up. The turquoise-blue scales are shiny

September 15, 2025 at 11:12 AM

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Tried gouache paints for the first time in years! Here's a fish.
#art #oc

A gouache painting of a siren (the fish kind) on the ground against a white background, red hair pooling on the floor

September 15, 2025 at 11:12 AM

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(4/4)

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This was terrible. Terrible, not because it was a horrible sight to sweep under the rug of ‘but I’ve been great’, but because Arden couldn’t even find it in herself to be snarky, like she was with the media. She suddenly felt very self-conscious at her lack of put-together-ness.
“Shit, I’m sorry.” Has she always apologized this much? “I’ll take care of it–”
She stood up again, slower this time, ready to make her departure count, when her fate was suddenly sealed by: “Bathroom’s that way!”
And she knew it, of course she did, still she blinked away a brief reality where she would be shown the way there. Alas, she had spent too many hours in that bathroom by herself to not know exactly where it was.
“Do you need anything?!”
Molly called after her as she turned on the heels of her shoes she had forgotten to take off.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
“No, I’ve got it.”
END

Molly sitting on the couch still, holding the recently slipped off jacket as Arden exits the frame

September 1, 2025 at 9:25 AM

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(3/4)

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“Kind of! Like maybe you forgot something here.” But how could Arden ever forget anything, anything at all, anything here. Even now, she was taking in every new item previously unknown to her and storing it away for simulations she would never run.
“Anyways,” Molly continued after waiting for a response for a bit too long, “do you want to give that?” She gestured at Arden’s work jacket, but it was more than that. It was a symbol, a badge, a beacon to the sectors of the city that didn’t usually find themselves protected by anyone. On top of that, it was the only jacket she owned, and therefore her favorite. So no, she did not want to give that.
“Sure.”
It slid off her like a second layer of synthetic skin.
In some areas, it was more like the first.
It must’ve happened earlier during work. Arden had always been good enough to protect the parts that kept her upright and moving, but occasionally not good enough to protect the parts that kept in the realm of sociability. More simply said; the machinery of her left arm laid exposed up to the chromed, ball-jointed shoulder. It would have been fine if it had been inorganic all the way through, not just sub-surface reinforcement, like Molly had convinced her back then. Now it was still fine, just ugly. At least it explained away her weird mood. Should have kept the jacket on.

Molly pointing one finger out in a questioning way

The second character in this story, Arden, sitting down on the couch in one drawing and then standing up. She slips off her jacket to reveal a mangled robotic shoulder and arm

September 1, 2025 at 9:25 AM

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(2/4)

Molly sitting on a couch holding a glass of water and looking past the viewer

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The way the sink was oriented, she wasn’t facing her guest, but instead showing off the shorn back of her neck, silently proving a point.
“Oh, I thought it might look nice.”
“It does.”
Molly handed the glass over before gesturing to the couch, smaller in stature and somehow more worn in than the previous, more imposing model that used to stand in its place.
Despite never having seen this specimen before, Arden could guess where she would usually have sat, and chose a different spot.
“Thanks. I saw your…” Molly looked around as if the lost words could be found hiding in between her physical manifestations of memories. In the end, she gestured at the television.
A grimace crossed Arden’s face, one no camera would ever see.
“I was hoping you didn’t.”
“You were?”

Molly in a similar pose looking down into the glass

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What would have counted as teasing when they were an item was now something that prodded into a softer part of Arden’s imaginary, metaphorically real heart, like non-recyclable plastic. Her vocal cords – made functional by polyethylene glycol 30 – in knots. But she had always relied on Molly to walk the conversation back from dead ends. And then possibly into another.
“Are you and Crystal… Was that real?”
They both seemed to recoil from the question for different reasons.
“Of course not! We didn’t even do anything anyway, it was just a photo. I’d never do that t– With Porsha.”
Crystal’s real name was like a token of trust that wasn’t really hers to give, but she needed something. “Look,” Arden stood up, an unused glass of tap water in hand. “I’m really sorry. For coming over like this. I’ll call someone so I can leave.”
She was a great driver, until her license got revoked for lack of organic qualities.
“You don’t have to! I don’t, like, mind or anything. I thought I’d see you eventually.”
“You did?” There was something undeniably disgusting in the way she asked it. Something like hope. Molly shrugged.

September 1, 2025 at 9:25 AM

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"Apartment", a post-breakup story snippet I wrote about my characters in a cyberpunk setting and then doodled about in my sketchbook (1/4)
#art #writing #oc

A pink drawing of a young woman, Molly, with short hair ostensibly opening a door.

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The doorbell rang. That was unexpected. Usually no one who didn't already have access to the apartment wanted to get in, and Molly hadn't ordered anything. She preferred to walk to buy takeout herself, and even that had been infrequent.
Even then, she made the journey from the living room couch to the front door. A swipe of her hand against the sensor -Molly always found it odd you had to open the door with your biometrics from the inside as well as the outside, oh well- and the door, thick enough to belong to a bunker, and it might as well, slid open. She was greeted by a rare, but not unfamiliar sight.
“... Hi.”
She couldn't think of anything smarter or better to say to the person who was now considered her ex-girlfriend, Arden. Hi.
“--Hi.”
She never used to say hi. But a lot of things had changed, though not as many as Molly had feared they might. Maybe the most terrible parts of her had hoped for a more shocking change that would have justified the way they had split.
“Can I help you with anything?”
Usually this kind of sentence would be tinged with aggression, or sarcasm, but Molly said it for the earnest meaning of the words, and thought briefly about how she maybe hadn't said them often enough.
“Actually, I don't, uh. I don't think so. I think I just came here out of habit? Or, I guess I wasn't thinking at all.”
It was a funny, if not somewhat charming kind of emotion to find on Arden’s face: complete cluelessness. Top that off with a twinge of embarrassment. They were standing on glass shards and had both decided to put their heels down despite the fact.
“Did youuu still want to come in? You're not working, are you.”
Molly moved away from the doorway she had subconsciously been blocking with her arm. Arden shifted her weight from one leg to the other.
“No. As in, I'm not working! I. I can come in.”

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Whatever frazzled attitude she has brought with her only doubled when they actually entered. Something about it resembled an animal living in captivity being released into the wild and getting its first glimpses of non-artificial light – or was it the other way around?
“I changed a few things.”, Molly started after a beat of silence. She couldn’t help but try and guess at Arden’s next sentence and get ahead of it, still.
“It’s very… different.”
That it was. Arden was never into home decor, clutter, she said. But Molly had grown affectionate towards the little trinkets she collected, little reminders of the places she had been to. The people she used to know. There were no analog photo frames in Night City.
“Do you want something to drink?”
“You cut your hair.”
Yes, then. This sector got clean water, so Molly grabbed a glass from one of the cabinets, one of the pieces of furniture that were unchanged and therefore eternal.

The same woman standing by a sink in front of an oval window. Next to her is a close-up drawing of a faucet pouring water into a glass.

September 1, 2025 at 9:25 AM

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Here's some snippets from yesterday's sketchbook session! I've been big into using pens (felt tip is a current favourite) to force me into making my stuff more readable. #art #oc #sketchbook