nonps
Hello, I'm nonps!
I'm a nonbinary hobbyist artist from Finland. I've always loved M/M and all kinds of queer fiction, which are also themes that show in my works.I decided to create this website because I wanted to have a dedicated place for my characters and to be able to share them with everyone who is curious to learn more about them.Here you can find all my works, both art and short stories, that I have created about my characters.

Iiva
| Full name | Iiva Ivana Indra |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Ambiguous (they/them) |
| Birthday | June 11th |
| Element | Fire |
| Height | 168 cm |
| Hair | Strawberry blonde |
| Eyes | Amber |
| Orientation | Pan, queer |
| Relationships | En (spouse) |
| Eve (parasite) | |
| Oiva (life partner) | |
| Rein (dom) |
Bio
In their early adulthood, Iiva left home to look for answers to their questions. They were on their way to become one of the most powerful fire elementalists of their generation, but fate had something else in mind for them. As a result of unfortunate events that Eve was involved in, they ended up having permanent memory loss and losing all their personal memories.Completely lost and with no connections, Iiva has to slowly start rebuilding their life from scratch. Rein is the first to take Iiva under his wing and help them, leaving an indelible impression on Iiva.As Iiva keeps searching for their place in the world, they cross paths with En and form an unexpected bond and continue walking their paths together.Finally, when Iiva's brother Oiva finds them and the two are reunited after many years, everything changes. Iiva is offered an opportunity to learn about their past, but instead, they end up wanting entirely different things from the man who has been erased from their memory.
Personality
Iiva is confident and comfortable in their own skin. They are free-spirited and used to carving their own path in life. They come out as outspoken, quick-witted, and shameless, which leads them to be somewhat unpredictable and fast in their moves.When in the right mood, they can be a cheeky and fun-loving flirt who doesn't take themself too seriously. They can get easily attracted, but it's hard to hold their interest, so they end up finding most of the people boring. They love to be the center of attention, but they value privacy and intimacy.Sometimes they go looking for trouble intentionally when their past insecurities and self-loathing resurface. They are afraid of falling in love and getting their heart broken, so it's hard for them to form deep emotional bonds.
Appearance
Iiva has an androgynous build, and their skin is fair. They have small lentigines on their upper body and freckles on their face. Their hair is slightly wavy and usually somewhere between pixie and bob length, with bangs always being long and side-swept. Their eyebrows are distinctly darker than their hair.They have multiple piercings in their ears, nose, tongue, and navel. They love fashion and wear freely whatever they feel like. No matter if wearing pants or a skirt, they love to show their legs. They like to experiment with clothing and don't stick to one style too much.

Oiva
| Full name | Oiva Olavi Indra |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Male (he/him) |
| Birthday | August 15th |
| Element | Earth |
| Height | 178 cm |
| Hair | Chocolate brunet |
| Eyes | Amber |
| Orientation | Bi, demi |
| Relationships | En (committed) |
| Iiva (life partner) |
Bio
Oiva spent his early adulthood taking care of his grandmother, who raised him and his siblings, as he was the last one out of the three to stay home. Being left behind by his siblings who had chosen to follow their hearts Oiva had spent very little thought on what he wanted from life, as it has always meant for him taking care of others.Eventually he leaves too, hoping to reunite with his siblings. He finds Iiva but soon learns they have lost their memories and remember nothing about their shared past, which he first refuses to accept. But he has to come to terms with the fact that the sibling that he once had isn't anymore and decide what that means to the relationship between the two.On top of this, En is also in the picture, for whom Oiva has growing feelings.
Personality
Oiva is a warm and kind person who always sees good in others. He can sometimes be gullible and a bit of a fool, but his heart is in the right place. He has an indomitable optimistic spirit and is rarely seen feeling down. He is easy to get along with and basically becomes everyone's friend after the first meeting. Friend or stranger, he is always ready to help others or lend an ear whenever needed.He is a very grounded person with a down-to-earth attitude and isn't easily swayed by others' opinions, but he has a bad habit of always putting everyone else's needs before his own. His loved ones mean everything to him, and he is extremely loyal to them, but he is also afraid that those same loved ones might leave him.
Appearance
Oiva has a strong, softly muscular build, and his skin is tanned. He has visible body hair on his arms, legs, and belly. His hair has wavy ends, and it usually has some kind of mullet cut.He has one piercing, a stud on his left ear. His clothing style is simple, as he prefers to wear anything that is comfortable and easy to move in. It is common to see him with an open shirt or with no shirt at all. He prefers to be barefoot when possible and usually uses some kind of sandals.
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Tipping Point
| Characters | Iiva and Oiva |
| Length | 413 words |
| Summary | Iiva and Oiva have had one of their arguments again. Oiva still isn't ready to accept that Iiva won't be getting memories back of their shared past, while Iiva is having an internal fight for having anything but siblingly feelings growing towards the man. |
Loads to Unpack
| Characters | Iiva and Oiva |
| Length | 3,500–4,000 words |
| Summary | After a long—and what Iiva thought was hopeless—wait, the couple is enjoying the honey-like days, where their only ordeal is to try not to permanently stick to each other. Iiva is insatiable as ever to savor every last bit of their new lover, and this time they may have intentionally sent Oiva to run some errands—to arouse their hunger. |

Tipping Point
Iiva stood in their living room. In front of them stood a man, who had turned his back towards Iiva, his head hanging low and body tensed up. Slowly, the man started to seemingly relax. Iiva sighed and took a couple steps towards the man.
“Look… I understand this is hard for you, Oiva. But you have to let go of what you think you know about me. I am not the person you think I am anymore. So, could we just… focus on what we have now?” Iiva asked, still trying to regain their calm after the argument. They looked at Oiva, waiting for a response, but the man didn’t even budge.
I see. So you still don’t want to face me?
Iiva took a few more steps forward, now standing beside Oiva. Gently, they placed their hand in his, lightly crossing their fingers.
“I really would like to get to know you better,” Iiva smiled softly to themself. “...And I wish you would like to get to know me too.” Iiva turned to look at Oiva, hoping for their eyes to meet, but the man kept his gaze locked on the floor.
Fine. Keep to yourself then.
As Iiva kept looking for a reaction in Oiva, their eyes started to wander and observe the details in his silhouette. From the wavy tips of his hair, his serious amber eyes, the tip of his nose—to his slightly pouty lips.
Iiva came back to their senses, realizing they had unconsciously started to brush their fingers against his. Iiva quickly withdrew their hand from his and let out a nervous little smile. For once, Iiva was happy that Oiva had such a thick skull.
Finally, Oiva turned to Iiva—briefly giving them butterflies. He tried to smile, but it was impossible for the man to hide the hints of sadness on his face.
“I think I’ll go grab some fresh air,” Oiva said quietly, disregarding everything Iiva had said to him. Iiva nodded, rocking back on their heels, trying to hide their disappointment. Oiva slid his shoes on, then walked back to Iiva placing his hand on their shoulder.
“I’m not giving up on you,” he smiled, now in his usual warm way, lightly rubbed Iiva’s shoulder and calmly walked away to the door. As Iiva watched the door close behind him, they buried their face in their hands. Inhaling, then exhaling. Deeply.
Maybe you should give up on me—because I’m about to give in.

















