TIME FOR ME TO FINALLY SETTLE ON A DESIGN FOR THIS CONCEPT I’VE HAD FOR YEARS. NEW DECADE, NEW ME. 

hhhhh super cutie!!!

if requests are open; maybe draw either my fairy quartz or my copper? whichever you like better. and if you want to of course!

We both know who would be the one

A non au version of Harlequin Opal. Where they didn’t get stuck together and have mistrust and hatred towards each other.

“I’ve got your Pearl, Pink. What’re you gonna do about it? You’d never hurt your precious Pearl, would you?”

New racgwocs au gem - adopted from  DarkLolipop88 on dA (with some edits haha) - Chatoyany! An about her under the cut:

One of four survivors of the war for Earth (along with Rose Quartz, Sonora Sunrise, and a yet undecided gem), Chatoyancy was originally crafted by Blue Diamond (with Yellow’s essence) to humor Pink Diamond’s cries for peace talks with the crystal gems. Her purpose was to go before the crystal gems, and discuss agreeable terms of surrender for the end of the war. Things Homeworld would want if they won. And things the crystal gems would want if, stars forbid, they won. 

Chatoyancys are generally crafted for jobs that Homeworld does not want to waste an entire gem line for, and do odd jobs before being reassigned to other odd jobs. They’re seen as low class, no matter their task. Throw away gems no one really thinks of. 

This Chatoyancy….. Didn’t want her life decided for herself. She didn’t want to go into a war field and be inevitably captured for just doing her job. But, the whispers of her expected convincing to join the other side while she was there…. It kept her away. 

No, Chatoyancy did not fight for Earth, not for Homeworld, not for the crystal gems, not for Rose, not for the Diamonds. 

Chatoyancy fled and looked out for herself. and the small gems the war forgot.

She became a nuisance to both sides. stopping things she saw as wrong or immoral with her smoke creating cherry bombs, tripping gems up with her caltrops, throwing sharpened playing cards, or crafting near perfect shadow clones to distract the enemy and quickly getting away with her shadowy form and lithe figure. She stopped Homeworld from shattering those fighting for their own freedom, and she stopped the crystal gems from kidnapping loyalists to try to sway them to their side. She couldn’t be everywhere of course, always feeling bad she couldn’t do anything for Pink. She always said she was against homeworld but…. Pink was her diamond. The very reason she was alive. Maybe if she had discussed terms of surrender first before fleeing…. Just maybe…

She was her own gem, until the corruption light hit. 

Rose saved who she could in the moment, scooping the survivors close and bracing for impact. She thought she only saved two…. But Chatoyancy’s poofed stone was under her protective shield. Another was saved. 

Chatoyancy wouldn’t listen to any of the survivors for hide nor hare. She was a rebel to the rebels. Refusing to truly join their side, for she hated that Rose had shattered someone. And, it would make all those whispering gems right all those years ago. However, she stayed with them. Her chance of survival with all these corrupted gems was better as a group. Plus, well….. it was company that wouldn’t inevitably rot. 

Chatoyancy is head strong, won’t back down from anything, and challenges ideas Rose had more openly than the others. To Steven, she is the rebellion emo older sister who helps him get away with things the others would never let him do. She encourages him to think for himself, and secretly hopes he will be just as kind, loving, and wonderful as Rose was to her- despite her dissent.

Chatoyany’s gem is on her left palm. 

Chatoyancy uses she/they pronouns.  

The Bard's Song

Tomorrow will take us away, Far from home. No one will ever know our names! But the bards' songs will remain! Tomorrow will take it away, The fear of today, It will be gone! Due to our magic songs!

No-one should ask you for the name Of the one Who tells the story

Pose practice with one of my our life mcs, Vermin (it/they)!

New character time! And whole new universe/story!

Tutorial

Species: Legend Guardian (VARIANT: THE RABBIT IN THE MOON) Gender: Male (He/Him) Sexuality: Asexual Demiromantic Height: 5'5" Voice Claim: ?

In a universe where becoming a legend is regarded as the best thing a person can become, there has to be a way for them to become a legend. In order to become a legend, people must journey to another plane where many trials await. If they pass the trials, they become legends- though stories that may or may not have actually happened on their journey. Though, they must live in this plane for the rest of time. Lest their stories be forgotten. If they fail their trials.... They die.

Tutorial's duty to this plane is to greet and, well, tutorialize those who come to the plane of the legends. Show them how to fight, how to survive, and how the plane works. However, Tutorial.... doesn't have a great track record.

There have been no new legends in years, because all have perished in the first area that Tutorial presides over. Not because Tutorial wants them to, but because the enemies are so difficult and the "heroes" were never ready for it to be so hard.

Tutorial has become jaded, sarcastic, and not really attentive of those who have come to try because of this. Why try? Why become connected and attached to the hero, when they will inevitably fail? Tutorial won't admit it, but he's become lonely and thinks himself terrible for failing so much....

But a hero will come one day, and seemingly pass the enemies with ease. Tutorial will become increcingly angry and upset at this. If they pass through to the next area.... What does that say about all the fallen friends Tutorial has watched die over the years? And what.... What does it say about Tutorial himself? That he failed them so much?

The Offers

(story under the cut :3c)

Simone took a deep breath of forest air. It'd been.... so long. She knew this instinctively. Somewhere, in her core, she knew time had passed. She knew Ella had abandoned her. Pity. The girl had shown so much potential. A natural with a blade. That was the past now, though. New potential was to be had with this next wielder! This- This-

Simone looked around in confusion. Where was her new wielder?

A whimper came from the ground.

Simone looked and frowned in worry. A very, very young boy was there. He was no older than ten. No- younger. He was dirty, his braid a mess. Staring up at Simone in pure fear. Her blade laid discarded to the side. He must have been trying to play with it.

Simone bent down to be eye level with the boy. This.... This was her new wielder? It had to be a joke. Surely, the curse wouldn't hit someone so..... so young. So innocent.

The boy scooted away from her, whimpering louder. Thudding against a tree behind him. No, no- he could see her. It had to be.... He had to be affected by the power of her curse.

God, why couldn't she have been more specific in her final moments? Only those willing could wield her! Then she wouldn't have so many failures under her belt. No CHILDREN! She didn't want to bring this child into all of this. She was thinking of rejecting this child. She could do that, she knew. She'd only done it once or twice. When those with too much evil in their hearts (but not enough to kill) tried to wield her. But....

"Don't-" The child- a drow, now that she looked better- tried scooting away more. He couldn't. "Don't hurt me."

That hurt to hear. Had someone whose soul was evil laid a hand on this child? That made Simone's heart grow with anger. How dare they! How dare they hurt someone so innocent- so new. So- So-

Like her.

She'd been hurt by evil at a young age too. A bit older than him, maybe, but that didn't matter. How was she to know that this child didn't have the potential to be a justice monger like her? Maybe in a few years.....

Simone smiled warmly at the boy and rose, dusting her dress off, "Oh, no no, my child. I would never hurt you. Please, tell me, what is a boy like yourself doing here? In this abandoned place?" Curiosity pricked at the back of her mind. What had gotten this boy so scared of an adult hurting him?

The child looked over to the side before pointing, "I fell."

Simone looked over. In the distance, a short cliff with a village atop it. Ahh. He must live there. He wouldn't be returning. She wouldn't bring him somewhere he obviously felt unsafe.

She looked back at him and smiled, "Could you tell me your name, darling?"

The boy shifted uncomfortably, "You first."

Simone smiled, putting a hand to her chest "I am Simone." The child must have a reason to be so uncomfortable with sharing his name first. Perhaps there had been fae nearby at one time. "Your turn."

The boy hesitated before speaking quietly, "Quynn."

Simone internally noted his discomfort at the name. Maybe something could be done about that. "Well, Quynn-" She frowned and bent down slightly. Serious now. "Where are your parents?" She had to see their souls. Only the evil could hurt someone so new to the world-

The boy shifted uncomfortably and looked down. He then looked at her defensively and spouted (quickly, like ripping a bandage off), "What's it to you?!"

Simone approached him carefully and offered a hand to help him up. "Well, child, if you had, hypothetically, a situation where you didn't want to go home.... I could take you with me."

He looked at her hand in curiosity before looking up at her with stars in his eyes. "Really? You're not just saying that? This isn't a trick or somethin?"

She chuckled warmly, "Quynn, I promise I would never trick you. No matter how long we decide to stay together, I will never trick you." She then frowned at him seriously, "But I will warn you, the path I walk is dangerous. You may be hurt, but never by me."

The boy hesitated a moment before taking her hand quickly. "Good enough."

Simone smiled. She always wanted to be a mother.

-

Simone shakily tried to get up. This couldn't be it- She couldn't lose. Not now- Not-

Not to Covah.

She looked at the boy she'd raised from seven. How had it come to this? He was so ruined. So hurt- She'd broken her promise. She was so terrible for hurting him so- But she couldn't think of this now. She had to fight to survive, for the first time in two thousand years.

Covah approached her carefully, dropping his sword. The rapier he'd hidden from her. Gotten to fight her. "Mother, please," He begged as he offered a hand to her. To help her up. "I don't want to fight you."

"Funny," She spit venomously, "You sure seemed eager to do that when we got up here."

Covah flinched before shaking his head, "Mother- please- it doesn't have to be like this." He smiled and motioned to the horizon. "We can leave here, together! We can start anew. Rid the world of evil without death. I don't know how but- but we can do it! We can change, you can change. You don't have to-" He frowned to her and flicked his eyes away uncomfortably, "We don't have to hurt anyone anymore. Hurt each other." He bent down to his knee. The one she'd ripped from him so brutally. "Please, mother, give this a chance."

Simone looked up to her son sadly. He sure had grown up, hadn't he? She was proud, despite everything. Despite the betrayal. Despite- Despite-

Her eyes caught the scar on his face. She..... She had done that.  She saw how Covah flinched away from her now. She... She was no better than evil, was she? The ones she condemned. Who was she, to say it was wrong but turn around and do it herself?

A hypocrite, that's what.

God, Covah was right.

Maybe.... Maybe Covah's future would be better without her. He'd be better without her.

That's all she wanted. Was her son to be happy. And he wouldn't be happy so long as she was there. He'd be uncomfortable around her, forever.

She smiled bitterly, sadly up to her son. Her baby Covah. It would be okay. So long as he was happy. That's what all mothers wanted, in the end, right?

"I'm sorry, Covah." She lunged at his throat.

Covah grabbed her nearby sword quickly and flung it into the volcano.

It'd be okay. So long as he was happy.....

maybe this is why you can’t romance him....

he took my spot

Some background students, and a minorly relevant student from hybrid high!

Drosden (Illithid/Drider hybrid - He/Him - Junior) is a pretty laid-back, token cishet dude (but like. good and nice). On the football team. Just kinda all around a relaxed dude who looks after the little guy.

Buck (Aarakocra/human hybrid - He/Him - Sophmore) is the school's star track runner. He's super into anime and Naruto runs everywhere. He’s a real “bro” guy and refers to everyone as “bro” or “dude”. You wanna watch this new isikei that came out, bro? Or you wanna talk about the latest issue of that one manga, dude? Grew up with Zipper and sees her as a little sister, even if he's since been adopted out of the foster home they grew up in.

Zipper (unknown hybrid/classified as a "chimera" - They/She - Freshman) is incredibly eccentric. They adore cryptozoology, and like talking about the logistics behind (silly- not actively harmful) conspiracy theories. Whether they actually believe these theories is up to debate. Currently living in a foster home that promises to keep her and her fellow fosters homed even after she ages out of the system. Zipper is partnered with Percy for a group project.

🌈🐧🔫

Liddicoatite was a showman, who defeated homeworld gems with flair. She made it all the way to the end of the war with her musical magic; but no practice or preparation could prepare her for the corruption blast.

Thankfully, she was healed in the diamond bath with other corrupted gems, and lives on the Earth she protected in little Homeworld! She enjoys playing tunes with Greg and Sadie Killer.

Definitely putting her as one of the healed gems for my oc au, I adore this design.