r/YuriLoversCentral

https://x.com/dailyrintohsaka/status/2107330421151420701?s=46

https://x.com/ioo\_chan\_\_/status/2107775699688050794?s=46

they seem to be the artist’s ocs

https://x.com/yumenonaka\_nyan/status/2100477716189585482?s=46

https://x.com/yumenonaka\_nyan/status/2101281506673209469?s=46

https://x.com/yumenonaka\_nyan/status/2102779351737803100?s=46

https://x.com/yumenonaka\_nyan/status/2103854573970735315?s=46

https://x.com/yumenonaka\_nyan/status/2107434476896919925?s=46

i think i got all the sources? i tried to go in chronological order because i suspect there might be a bit of a story here

i’ll take a break from reposting this artist because i don’t want to flood yuri reddit with the same one artist

Once the portrait is completed by Larienne on Threads (who also did Image 2), it will have the Darkness Curse Shade hands of Endrelle I de Constanci (they/them/theirs, Image 2), Empress of the Metropolitan Empire of my steampunk continent of Terragia, wrapping around more of the body of Pajiyva ya’ Penhuwera (Image 3), Queen of Mifumwanga, while she in turn wraps their gripkelp tightly around their personal person. The fourth image is the picture from r/TheDigitalCircus I was inspired by when commissioning the artist, which is perfect considering Endrelle is 5 foot 3 and Pajiyva is 6 feet.

I’ve had various iterations of Pajiyva in the works since 2022, as seen in Image 3 that I made in HeroForge when I originally had her be part of a tribe of rock-piloting people on a gas giant, and well before Endrelle and Terragia was first developed in 2024. However, after I met my now-fiancee in South Africa in 2025 (Image 5) who along with her adorable now 10-year-old son live in nearby Eswatini 🇸🇿, I decided to translate some of the things I love about my Baby Bird- everything from her dry sense of humor to her amazing strength to her brilliance in so many things to the year-and-a-half-old memory of being in her arms- to Pajiyva. I still remember how my fiancee accepted my gender identity despite being straight and from a very conservative part of the world, loving me as a person as she said on September 13th, 2024 that if I felt something I should say it with my whole chest.

That was the day I told her how I felt and we started dating long distance. Now, a few weeks after our second dating anniversary, she might need surgery** **and it feels like my heart is dying outside my body. Even before that, though, I felt extremely powerless with my federal agency moribund in the gestures to everything; with a deranged old stalker who thinks I’m an Israeli spy determined to silence me for exposing his lies such as illegally abusing the DMCA to destroy my Substack, along with constantly calling me a “fake tr-word” (because I’m a “handsome boy” according to him) and my fiancee a mail-order bride (rude); and with my family half a world away. While I’m not sure I can come up with money without my stalker trying to interfere with it due to his delusions of me committing “business fraud” derailing paid video editing lessons, the last power I have, the one that allowed me to survive anything, the strength no one can take away from me and I will never surrender to a machine, is my writing. So that’s what I’ll put my focus into over the long weekend, including a short story providing context for this cuddle.

I hope that I see her again in June next year, and she’ll be able to read how wholesomely Endrelle and Pajiyva love each other in the finished draft of The Wind Empress: The Feast of Nations.