I Had The Idea For A Possible Cover For My 'Diary Of An Ex-Witch' Story Before I Even Had Much Of An

Daily Doodles- Day 106- 30/07/24

Trying to catch back up with this, especially since I start work this Friday! The week has been hectic with all the prep I've had to do and I still have more to complete! 🥲

Anyway, here's a cute waitress I drew while I listened to plane crash stories. I quite like Green Dot Aviation and Mentour Pilot. They don't dramatize the stories to the point where they're emotionally difficult to listen to.

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Fairy Tales are a necessity because they dare speak the truths that the world never wants to hear;

That adults are cruel to children.

That you will suffer injustice, but that doesn't give you the right to be unjust to others.

That there are negative consequences to indulging vices.

That upholding moral principles is always the better path, even in the face of hardship.

That you will die someday.

And that inspite of all the bad in the world, it is worth persevering and finding the love and joy that is out there.

Daily Doodles- Day 7- 22/04/24

I made a companion for the pot head lady! A watering can man! The perfect match!

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Daily Doodles- Day 112- 05/08/24

Did two doodles yesterday! Again, my OCs Tamika and Chelsea from my yet-to-be-written story 'Reluctant Jamette'.

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Daily Doodles- Day 155- 19/09/24

A drawing based on a story idea I had in 2018 after the massive flooding that my country experienced.

'They used to say 'God is a Trini!'. Disrespectful in retrospect. They don't say that now, not since the floods came. We used to be Trinidad and Tobago. Now we is just Port of Spain.

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The Truth Seekers!- OC Art

I made another fun group of pre-teen friends! They're young detectives interested in solving the strange happenings around their town.

They all have their own ways of gathering the information they need.

Clair Des Vignes prefers the books. The older the tome, the more truthful the info!

Amanda Bernard scourers the interwebs with endless amounts of information at her fingertips! The parental locks do make it a bit difficult though.

Bradly Alton likes to be on the scene! Finding real physical clues and evidence helps move things along.

I think I'll put them at age 12 and the incidents that they investigate are definitely supernatural in nature.

Not Another Paranormal Romance- Artwork 4

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Here are some finalised drawings of all of the main and supporting characters.

Below the picture, I will list them from the top left to the bottom right.

Cyrus Hinds/The demon- In the first sketch, I made it look more like a 14-year-old boy, more human and with a softer face. In the second sketch, I made it look more creature-like, basically how I described it in my short story. I gave it more elf-like features and a sharper face. It doesn't look like a 14-year-old boy, but that's the point.

Gabriella Pierre- Her original design featured a short afro and a flower in her hair. I wanted to be more creative with her hair and decided to give her four smaller afro puffs. I also love how her face came out. I think she looks quite cute.

Amaya Graham- Her design stayed the same. Amaya is the sweet, harmless-looking, quiet friend. I did very loosely base her off an old friend from my school days. They share large spectacles and the long hair.

Marissa Ramdin- I wanted her to be very pretty with an elegant look to her. She's the effortlessly pretty friend that everyone's a little bit jealous of. I may work on her design a bit more.

Kadiah Toussaint- I'm quite happy with how she turned out, especially her hair. Back in my school days, I used to wear my hair in small twists and I hoped to recreate that style in drawing. I think I did quite well!

Sasha Antoine (pronounced Ant-wine)- Yes, Sasha is our 'mean girl'. I based her design on how I see the current high school girls styling themselves for school. I went for that cute, YK2 look with the baby hairs.

Noah McKenzie- He's a newer character I decided to add as support and a new friend for Gabriella. He's named after Noah from the Bible (I also just think Noah is a really cute name). I wanted him to physically contrast Cyrus. A lot about him is very soft and comforting while Cyrus evokes the opposite.

All characters except Cyrus and Noah are 14 years old. They are all in their 3rd year of secondary/high school (we have 5 years of secondary school in my country)

Cyrus is masquerading as a 14-year-old and Noah is 15 and in his 4th year of secondary/high school.

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Short Story- Not Another Paranormal Romance: By Adinelle Ggreeo

'The new boy was a demon straight from hell, who came to corrupt their school and she was the only one who was trying to do something about it.'

Fourteen-year-old Gabriella Pierre seems to be the only person at her school not completely enamoured by the supernaturally beautiful Cyrus Hinds, the new boy in their year. A simple touch of hands reveals to her an insidious visage and dark designs now intent on destroying her life.

'What better way for a demon to mess with a teenage girl than to 'fall in love' with her?'

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The new boy was a demon. She knew that it was hard to believe. Her friends didn't even believe her when she tried to tell them! They laughed, thinking she had a crush on the thing and was trying to deny it! The new boy–thing–creature, calling itself Cyrus was a demon straight from hell, who came to corrupt their school and she was the only one who was trying to do something about it.

He came to their school in the middle of the second term, an awkward time to transfer schools, especially secondary schools. He was placed in class 3-B as they had space from a couple of students who transferred out the years before. Gabriella was in class 3-D, so she didn't see or hear much about the new boy until lunchtime. She sat with her friends, Amaya, Kadiah and Marissa at their usual corner table in the cafeteria. Huffing softly, she listened as they gushed about him.

Amaya, being from 3-B, had all the gossip. Their usually quieter friend had a lot to say. With stars in her eyes and awe in her voice, she told them about the tall, handsome boy with deep brown skin and eyes like Brown Obsidian gems. His voice was warm and sweet like hot chocolate, his smile was as bright as diamonds and–

“He's the most beautiful boy I've ever seen!" she signed dreamily. Her wild curly hair flew around her, seeming to be taking part in her excitement and her glasses nearly fell off her face as she gestured wildly.

Gabriella huffed again.

"That's not saying much, Maya. Boys aren't that cute in the first place."

Marissa sighed in exasperation.

"Oh come on, girl. I know you have high standards when it comes to boys, but this one sounds like he would definitely surpass them!" She flicked her long plait over her shoulder, grinning mischievously.

Not this again. Gabriella rolled her eyes.

"I have zero standards for them because I expect them to always be up to no good!"

Her friends laughed good-naturedly.

"Whatever you say, Gabs," Kadiah chuckled. Her fingers were twirling one of her twists as she turned back to Amaya, who took that as her cue to continue singing praises about the new boy.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance. A small crowd was starting to form and voices were rising.

'Ahh,' she thought. 'The man of the hour is here.'

Sure enough, as the crowd parted like the red sea, the new boy came into view.

Oh wow. Gabriella felt her heart flutter a little in her chest. She frowned. It seemed Amaya wasn't exaggerating. He actually was that beautiful.

She thought he looked like one of those royal elves from the Young Adult novels the girls liked to swoon over. He was tall and trim with wide shoulders and a slim waist. The boring white shirt and purple trousers that was the boys’ uniform looked like designer wear on him. He had smooth skin with a few moles here and there and warm dark eyes. He smiled at the people around him, dazzling them with his pearly white teeth. His afro hair was cut into a fade with pentagram star designs on each side of his head. She was surprised he got away with that.

Everyone seemed to be eager to meet the new boy, practically throwing themselves in his face for him to notice them. Gabriella looked on in confusion, her face screwing up at the behaviour. What kind of circus show was this? Are they not embarrassed? These kinds of things only happened in the movies! She couldn't believe people were behaving this way. And over a boy! Sure, a very handsome boy, but still!

"Ahhhhh!" Amaya whisper-squealed. "He's coming this way!" She had latched on to Gabriella's arm squeezing and shaking her. Slapping her friend's hands away, she watched as the new boy made his way over to their table. Already a bit annoyed and not really in the mood to be nice, she spoke before the boy could open his mouth.

"What are you doing here?"

Her friends were aghast, trying to apologize to him and scold her at the same time. He waved them off, laughing softly. Her friends melted. Ugh.

"Amaya right?" he asked. Not waiting for an answer from the girl, he pulled out a sparkly pink pen from his trousers pocket, holding it out to her.

"Thanks for letting me borrow it."

Amaya took the pen reverently. Marissa and Kadiah gaze upon it as if it held the secrets to the universe. Amaya, still too shocked to say anything just nodded, still giggling.

Not missing a beat, the new boy carried on the one-sided conversation. "Are these your friends?"

That shook her back into existence. Amaya jerked, almost falling out of her chair.

"Yeah-Yes!" she almost yelled. "Th-these are my friends Marissa, Kadiah and Gabriella, who's normally really nice." She gave Gabriella an annoyed yet pleading look.

'Play nice and please don't embarrass us to death,' she seemed to say. "Everyone, this is Cyrus!"

Gabriella rolled her eyes but kept quiet. Cyrus smiled at the group and her friends visibly swooned. Honestly! She was starting to feel like she was in a teen drama!

"Nice to meet you all," he said. He held out his hand to shake. Kadiah, who was closest took it immediately, with both of hers.

"Yes, sooo nice to meet you!" she gushed.

Amaya and Marissa were more dignified, softly shaking his hand and giggling all the while. Gabriella stared at his hand for a few seconds. She looked up at him and scowled slightly when she saw that he was grinning down at her. He cocked an eyebrow in challenge. Fine then. She took his hand.

And that’s when things grew weird and terrifying.

Where their hands touched, smoke began to form and deep, nasty burns bloomed across his skin. The air filled with the stench of rotting flesh. Before she could pull back in horror, he did. He yanked his ruined hand back, cradling it to his chest. He hissed at her, his beautiful face contorting grotesquely. And not in the normal way your face goes ugly when you're angry. No, his face grew long and his mouth wide. His teeth went from perfect pearls to long, crooked, yellow daggers. His ears grew tall, long and pointed, like some kind of animal's and his eyes flashed bright and red, burning with a fire that could only be from hell.

Before she could scream, everything went back to normal.

Gabriella blinked, still frozen from the terror at what she saw. But Cyrus looked normal. Normal, pretty face and perfect smile. No pointy ears or red hellfire eyes. His hands were tucked into his pockets, but he wasn't behaving as if he had horrible third-degree burns. She slowly looked around at her friends, and at the other students in the cafeteria. No one was acting out of the ordinary. No one was acting as if Cyrus had just transformed into a monster. He wasn't acting as of he had just transformed into a monster.

Gabriella looked on as he made an excuse to leave, something about needing to head to the principal's office. Her friends cheerfully said their goodbyes. Amaya elbowed her not too gently.

"Fix your face," she hissed.

Gabriella felt the deep frown on her face. She smoothed out her expression but didn't bother to smile as her eyes met his. They were warm and brown and shining with interest. He didn't look upset but intrigued. He smiled at her, a slow, small smile that was meant to look shy.

"See you later, Gabriella?"

His eyes flashed red for just a millisecond. Her breath caught in her throat. She wanted to get up and scream at him, curse him out, maybe grab his face to see if it would burn just like his hand. But no. She would look crazy and get in trouble for attacking the new boy. So she smiled her fakest smile and said,

"See you later, Cyrus”.

Gabriella had some investigating to do.

Daily Doodles- Day 156- 23/09/24

A creepy cute bunny-mask wearing being. Yes I was veeeeeeeeeery loosely inspired by the harpy hare song.

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Hello! Just wanted to ask what you think about the idea in the fandom that Shang might be bisexual because he was in love with Ping before he knew Ping was actually Mulan?

It’s silly, and stupid. It’s the product of people mistaking any kind of “positive reaction” for “romantic love.”

Shang is impressed that Ping can fight well, especially since he’s the one working toward that goal—having trainees who can fight better than he found them—and people think that pleased/impressed facial expression must mean he was in love with a man.

Shang is glad at least someone is on his side, based on his own merit, not just base on his parentage—and he happens so be glad enough to show a tiny half smile over one shoulder—so people think that tiny half smile means he’s in love with a man.

Shang’s life is saved by Ping, who breaks the rules, breaks ranks, and disobeys a direct order—the complete polar opposite of discipline-focused-character Shang—and so he shows concern when Ping collapses—so people think that concern must mean he was in love with a man.

There are many and varied shades to human emotion. It is not “totally impassive” OR “wildly in love.” A smile doesn’t mean one character is in love with another. Joking together doesn’t mean one character is in love with another. Concern when one character is injured does not mean one character is in love with another. Growing up together and remaining close through hardships does not mean one character is in love with another. Bickering doesn’t mean one character is in love with another.

Romantic love is a conscious choice that might get its inception from an involuntary moment of attraction. But everything else about it has a beginning moment, and that beginning moment is when Character A consciously thinks, “what if me and Character B got together romantically?” Shang does not have that moment until he’s on the steps of the Emperor’s palace. He has a changed perspective, he has admiration, he even has camaraderie, but he does not have “what if me and Mulan got together romantically?” until after the fight is over and it’s time to evaluate who they are to each other.

People have a desperate desire to make every positive or barely-kind interaction between two people be the utmost peak of all affection, instantly, and it’s sad. It shows either an obsession with sexual desire or a desperation to see “romantic love, which is the Peak of All Interactions” in everything.