Hehehe My Shy Daughter!! Thank You So Much Again For Drawing All These Guys!

Getting my wisdom teeth out today! (I scheduled this yesterday for the exact time of my appointment haha) Wish me luck!

An updated, better design for a character I never talk about; Ella!

Ella is the very first human and Atlanean hybrid born when Atlantis reappeared. Due to this, she was shunned and mocked. Or worse, simply studied due to her unique nature. She was even attacked for being born the way she was, loosing her eye to a purist. This made Ella a very angry, volatile woman. She was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode.

And she did.

One day, Ella came to find a very odd sword. When she grasped it, a woman appeared before her. Her sweet, honeyed words offering to help her destroy those who would harm her. And others like her. 

She took the sword and killed but one person. The one who took her eye, as they had never been punished for their actions. Ella.... Ella had always hated them but.... To take their life? Ella could not face what she had done, and abandoned the sword in a forest. Hoping to forget what had happened.

But she couldn’t. As the years went by, she noticed she did not age. She watched as years passed, and researched the spirit that had dug her claws into her. Ella found that she had been effected by the curse of the Viking Queen, to live forever until she was killed for her crimes. 

So, she lived on. Watching as she became a myth, the second wielder of the sword. 

She watched as whispers of a third wielder came.... And came to her doorstep one day stating that Simone was gone. She wishes she had done it, so this obviously tired man could have avoided the abusive woman’s claws into him. 

She lives in solitude now, bitter and not sure what to do with herself. All she knows is that she can’t trust anyone, and that she will never die. 

Concepts for diamond ocs I don't have time to line and color. They'd be from an au where White decided to replace all the diamonds after pink was shattered because her shattering "exposed defects" within the diamonds.

New our life mc; Jasper (he/they/it!) He was a pen pal to Cove from Nevada through the course of their life and eventually gets with Cove in adulthood :^) He's an artist but mainly does taxidermy for money!

hhhh they both look so gooood!! thank you for doing these!!!!

Commission for @yaboy-robin

How about Fluorite

Instead of a Pearl or a Spinel, I went with a Spinel and Pearl fusion! This is Butterfly Jasper, the fusion of a yellowish green spinel and a blue pearl.

The Third Wielder

The third, and final wielder of the cursed sword became known as The Justice Monger. Raised from a young age by the viking princess, he knew not right from wrong. However, he began to question the teachings of the princess. And, eventually, destroyed the cursed sword. Ending the viking princess’s reign. No one is sure where the man went after. It is known he is not dead, as the curse keeps him living until one kills him for all his crimes.

Decided to try to make a mural based on the steven universe Diamond Murals. Two orbs there represent the other two wielders of the sword. Simone’s emblem is watching him to show she was always watching and he also has the curse hanging over his head. The sword is there cause.... it’s the sword. The thing that held the curse in the first place. And blood at his feet.

I had this dream that actually gave me a really good concept for new characters

Percival “Percy” Peridot Hudson is your average human. The only child of a divorced mother, Percy is a smart child who has buried himself in his studies ever since his parent’s divorce at a young age. He pushes everyone away, and has very few friends. The friends he does have, aren’t terribly close to him either. 

This changes when his mother very suddenly remarries a mysterious bachelor and they must move to a new neighborhood. 

Percy is yanked from his comfortable, mundane life in the suburbs and placed into a new school. A school that only has hybrids. Half humans, half elves, half fae, etcetera. Many mixed fantasy races roam this school. And Percy just became the first human in the school’s history.

Percy must go through his high school years in this very odd school, having to unlearn stereotypes and stigmas humans have about various species.

He makes actually close friends during this time. One of which is the half swamp fae, half vampire Turnip Foxglove Daisymount. He teaches Percy to relax and let go of his need to be perfect at everything. Percy teaches Turnip that normal is okay sometimes. 

Percy is a trans male who uses he/him pronouns and Turnip is a demiboy who uses he/they pronouns.

I'm Not Throwing Away My Shot!

I dream of life without a monarchy.

Rise up! When you’re living on your knees, you rise up.

And? If we win our independence? Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?

I may not live to see our glory. But I will gladly join the fight. And when our children tell our story! They'll tell the story of tonight.

Soon and evermore,

I will bring the Chateau D'If knocking upon your door!

The world is a place, Where the villains wear a smile on their face While they take what you can never replace Stolen moments gone forever!

But tables can turn, As my enemies will soon enough learn, I will strike a match and then watch them burn On the pyre of obsession!

You run 'till you drop, chasing an advantage. You'll pay any price if you think it's free.

I will carry hell to your doorstep; I will make you pay! You will reap the hate you've sown on my judgment day! Sleepless nights and days of damnation! Soon and evermore, I will bring the Chateau D'If knocking upon your door!

And love is a lie, swearing that no matter what it won't die. Disappearing like a star in the sky! In the hot light of morning-

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First there's retribution I must prepare- Mighty vengeance is mine! I have a nice show that will tempt you onward And just when you're sure that the prize is yours!

I'll deliver hell to your doorstep dressed in rich facade! Then, I'll burn you to the ground like an angry god! Once you're in my shining cathedral heed the tolling bell. It's the final sound you hear as you descend to hell!

Fall down on your knees! Fall down and let me hear you pray! Fall down on your knees! 'till I can hear you bargaining, scheming, begging and screaming to me!

I will carry hell to your doorstep; you will rue the day! You will reap the hate you've sown! No matter how hard you pray! It's a place without any mercy, fashioned in cold blood! Stones of fear and stones of doubt! No forgiveness, no way out! Only justice, Then, amen!