Another Replace All Canon Gems With Ocs Au Gem; Romanechite!

MASSIVE GEM ADOPT SALE!

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These are all gems I'm not gonna use, but would like to see find a good home! No extras will come with these gems- no uncorrupting or fusion components.

Buyers will get an unmarked version and all rights to the gem. Any redesigns or changes can be made to the gem; just be sure to credit me the first time you use/draw them! I'd love to see what you do with them! Please also do not resell these for more than you paid for them. All prices are in USD, and I only accept paypal. First come, first served

Availability of gems will be updated as they are purchased, and their new owners will be listed under the cut!

Binnite (OPEN - $15)

Color Change Zoisite (OPEN - $15)

Goshenite (OPEN - $20)

Goethite (OPEN - $15)

Defective Pearl (OPEN - $20)

Devilline (OPEN - $10)

Coffinite (OPEN - $20)

Rainbow Rust (CLOSED - @sussypoofybaka)

Rainflower Agate (OPEN - $25)

Clinohumite (OPEN -$10)

Nuummite (CLOSED - @pocket-gems)

Rainbow Moonstone (OPEN - $15)

Spiderweb Septarian (CLOSED - @pocket-gems)

(3 gem fusion) Phantom Smoky Quartz (OPEN - $20)

Lightning Strike Opal (OPEN - $20)

CORRUPTED Pink Sodalite (CLOSED - @lavenderplain )

CORRUPTED Dragon's Blood Resin (OPEN - $20)

CORRUPTED Dry Bone Ore (OPEN - $20)

CORRUPTED Mojave Turqouise (CLOSED - @pocket-gems)

CORRUPTED Medusa Quartz (OPEN - $25)

New Character alert!

Full Name: Gwendolyn Elisha Rolfe

Species: Arglwydd Amser

Gender: Male [he/him/his]

Age: Unknown

Birthdate: Irrelevant

Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual

Height: 5ft 9in

Handedness: Ambidextrous

Myer Briggs: ENFP

Voice Claim: Raymond from OK KO

Unbeknownst to the common man, the concept many would know as a "time lord" is real. Guardians of history, Arglwydd Amsers are assigned to various spots in history, to make sure certain important events happen by the god of time. When they're not on assignment, they're in the designated "present" - making sure no one is messing with the time stream. Blending in, looking like normal mortals (minus their eyes). No one knows they exist (except a select few they keep as companions, more on that in the notes).

Gwendolyn went through the motions. Did his duty for a long time. Made sure time was right, and made sure some.... horrible things happened. He... hated it, to be frank. Having everything in his life decided for him. Everything he'd ever do was decided for him. He didn't want any of this. He was never asked what he wanted, his feelings never considered.

Gwendolyn ran away. He went rogue, galavanting through time and trying to be as free as he could be. He avoids any other time lords, knowing he'd likely be forced back to his duty. He never purposefully screws up anything in the time stream, knowing how hard it is to fix. However, he doesn't mind if something happens on accident. Whatever, right? He doesn't care anymore. He's free. And loving life.

A few tid bits:

All Arglwydd Amsers are intersex. This includes Gwendolyn. Their gender is left up to them.

Arglwydd Amsers generally do not like interacting with other Arglwydd Amsers. They never really consider them family or lovers, just a coworker they might run into who might mess with their work. Because of this, it’s rare to see more than one in any one time period/place combination. 

Companions are important to Arglwydd Amsers. They tell one person the truth behind what they are and take them on adventures with them. The companion is locked from telling anyone the truth behind who the Arglwydd Amser is with a silence spell similar to Pearl's silence in Steven Universe. This is not done on purpose but is a sort of survival instinct done automatically by the Arglwydd Amser.

 If a companion is mortal, the Arglwydd Amser always keeps a keepsake to remember the companion by. And returns them to their time before they age too much.

The time god knows what companions each Arglwydd will get throughout their lives, but prefers to leave their identities and what their relationships will be like a surprise to the Arglwydd Amser. He also never tells what other relationships will be important through the Arglwydd Amser’s life, or what they need to say in order to complete their mission. He knows his Arglwydd Amsers are smart and can figure things out themselves.

Arglwydd Amsers are sort of like jellyfish. They can, theoretically, live forever. However, they can be killed by outside means. The time god is aware of if and when an Arglwydd Amser will die and is ready to replace them at a moment's notice. He never gets attached to them for this reason. 

The time god is aware of Gwendolyn running away, but simply does not care. He does not foresee him causing any major problems- and he has enough Arglwydd Amsers to cover any spots Gwendolyn is supposed to be. One rouge one is nothing to worry about.

There are other Arglwydd Amsers who know Gwendolyn is rebelling and are chasing after him, trying to get him back to work. Unaware their boss doesn't care.

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.

And I Don't Know How

This Is Wrong.

And I'm So Frustrated,

Falling Behind,

You Were A Friend Of Mine.

[And all my indecision, All of my excess, Don't you ever tell me I'm not loving you best, And I just need a minute, I just need a breath, It's very hard to drink to my continued success And I, I slow down (slow) It's better in the worst way, It's getting better in the worst way]

Marlowe:

is uhm.... is marlowe okay? reading his family situation makes me worried.

Marlowe is perfectly fine. Definitely not shoving down any and all negative feelings attached to this situation. Definitely doesn't have self image issues with the fact that Dave hasn't formally adopted him yet. Or with the fact no one has expressed interest in adopting him. Definitely doesn't have commitment issues after seeing the absolute horrendous outcome of their own parent's marriage. He definitely doesn't dread every visit, certainly not holding out a sliver of hope in his heart of heart that his parents won't dead name him- or even pay attention to anything he tries to talk about for even a minute.

No, Marlowe is perfectly fine.

Why do you ask?

The next in my element swap/no rainboom au because I wanted to do all these ladies is the element of honesty Fluttershy!

Fluttershy still fell in the race between Rainbow Dash and the boy bullies. She still landed on a passing butterfly migration, and this broke her fall.

But the weight of a pegasus filly is too much for such small creatures. She crushed a good amount of the insects beneath her weight.

Feeling devastated she killed the creatures that saved her, she buried and held a small funeral for the butterflies she destroyed.

The other butterflies seemed to be comforted by her words, and thankful for her kindness in actually giving respect to the small insects she killed, when most ponies wouldn’t bat an eye. And she wanted to help more creatures in times like this.

This is when she received her cutie mark. A corpse lily with a ghostly butterfly resting on it, representing her talent with….. death. Arranging funerals, mortician work, building mausoleums, burial, comforting grieving loved ones, etc. She lives by the graveyard just outside of town.

Percival "Percy" Rodrigez has tried his hardest his whole life to be the best son he can be. He gets straight "A"s, he's on the honor roll, he never gets in any trouble, and never brought anyone over that his single mother would disapprove of. Sure, he didn't really have friends, but did he need them? He was happy…. Until his mother's whirlwind romance and subsequent marriage to Moral Nightengale, a fae hybrid and principal of the titular Summit Highschool. A school created to cater to and solely teach hybrid students of all types. From a half mermaid-half naga, to the half bird-person-half elf. They all roam the halls. And now Percy will as well. Now the first full-blooded anything in the school's history, Percy must come of age way out of his element. Hounded by wild, and off-the-wall characters like his lab partner Zipper, or the library assistant Jack, or head cheerleader Valentine - Percy is just hoping to make it to homecoming alive.

Some style test chibis for Hybrid High - feat a new student!

A reminder of who these guys are cause I haven't posted about em in a while:

Percival "Percy" Hudson (first on left, upper row) (human - he/him) is a normal human about to head into high school when his single mother very suddenly remarries Moral Nightengale (not shown city fae/? hybrid - she/they). A principal at a high school that caters to specifically hybrid students. Those born of two different species parents. Percy must go through his awkward teen years in an unfamiliar, and frightening environment for someone who has been only been in all human environments his whole life.

During his time in the school, he eventually becomes familiar with a small group of students. (left to right after Percy) Turnip Daisymount (swamp fae/vampire hybrid - he/they), Dottingale Knives (cartoon/banshee hybrid - any pronouns), Cyraeni Pixose (naga/mermaid hybrid - they/them), upperclassman Bartholomew "Barbie" Harbor (kenku/goblin hybrid - he/him), upperclassman Sebastian Corrashell (bullywug/harpy hybrid - he/him), and upperclassman/student president of the gsa Marlowe Deadnettle (Hailosi/Cecaelia hybrid - he/him).

It's a coming of age story about growth and learning to accept people no matter what :^)

Gwendolyn jumped as the front door to the home he was staying at slammed open. He sat up from where he sat, placing his propped up feet back onto the floor. "Illy?" He stood and approached the woman he'd come to know as a friend who had somehow found where he was staying. "What are you doing here?"

Illendra stood in the doorway, dripping wet from the rain outside. She glared up from under her wet bangs and spoke clearly. "How do I die?" Her voice was firm, but shaky. And her eyes, dark with hate and anger. Wet with something other than the rain.

Gwendolyn drooped at the question and extended his arms to Illendra, trying to comfort her. "Illy. You know I can't-"

"Don't give me that shit, Rolfe!" Illendra stepped inside, pointing an accusatory finger at Gwendolyn. "I know you know and, damnit, you're the only one I can trust to tell me!" She motioned angrily, "Just- be the rebel you say you are and fucking tell me! I can't do this if- If I don't- If I don't know what he-" Illendra looked away and hugged herself. 

Gwendolyn sighed and took off his coat, placing it over her shoulders gently. "Let's get you dried off, yeah? We can talk about this later, okay?"

"No!" Illendra shook off his coat, "I'm tired of all this! I'm tired of not knowing, of you looking at me with that pitying fucking look in you eyes-" Gwendolyn flicked his eyes away sheepishly at the point, knowing he'd been doing that. "I'm tired of- of Boss and this stupid fucking fate, and the stupid fucking curse bitch and- and-" Illendra buried a hand in her hair roughly, tears spilling freely at this point. 

Gwendolyn blinked a few times, before sighing deeply and looking behind himself a moment in thinking before looking back to Illendra. "You know if I tell you, you can't go back to not knowing."

"You think I don't know that, Gwen?!" Illendra's voice cracked, sniffing angrily and wiping her eyes roughly. "I just.... Wouldn't you have wanted to know?" She looked away, hugging herself, "Before you made your own mistake? Left for your own fate?"

Gwendolyn looked to the floor, distantly. Thousands of screams and the terrible sirens rang somewhere in his mind. He bent down and picked up his coat, "You're impaled," Illendra startled at him actually saying something, instead of saying sorry and moving her along. He began to fold the coat absently, not looking at her, "In your abdomen. Right above your belly button. Your lung gets pierced and the sword exits to the right of your spine. You go into shock pretty much immediately, after he removes the blade. So you don't feel much. You bleed out, I think."

Illendra blinked a few times as Gwendolyn talked, having turned away from her and hung his coat over the arm of his coach as he spoke. He swallowed thickly and leaned on the coach, head hung as he took off his hat and put it on his chest in a mourning method. "I- .... You're not alone. As you die. There is someone there. I cannot say who, but it is not him. He flees after you fall. A small comfort, I know but...." He choked on what he could say after that. 

Illendra sniffed and clutched at her stomach, gripping her shirt fabric there roughly. She smiled, however, tears flowing freely, "Thank you, Gwen."

"Sure," Gwendolyn's own voice cracked dryly, trying to ignore the future gurgling of pain and fear ringing in his ears. Knowing it was him who had to hold her as she died. Comfort her and tell her that it was okay. He didn't know if she would realize it was him. And she didn't need to know it was him. But... She didn't deserve to die alone. He knew he'd go there as soon as he knew. He knew he'd want the same. And so he'd give the same. For her. Because he-

"I'm sorry I asked you do that-" Illendra looked away a moment, sniffing, "I just-"

"It's fine," Gwendolyn pretended he wasn't crying and ran a hand through his hair. "You want something to drink? And a towel? You're dripping all over my carpet." 

Illendra looked down before laughing bitterly, "Sorry. Sure. Thanks." 

Gwendolyn nodded and went to the kitchen. Leaning against the wall next to the doorway after he finally entered it and covering his mouth. So he could finally sob openly.

Another gem for my oc au; Asterism! One of the off colors.

Asterism technically has nothing wrong with her. She is simply fulfilling her purpose being with the off colors. Pink Diamond originally crafted Asterisms to be helpful…. For rebels. Hear her out! The original concept was for Asterisms to “escort” rebels and off colors that were considered “dangerous” or not worth the trouble of chasing after to a non homeworld controlled planet to live out their days. This way, there would be minimum harm to Homeworld, and Homeworld wouldn’t have to exert recourses on just one or two errant gems. They were kept in service by Blue Diamond, but are very few and far between these days. 

Asterism is supposed to escort the off color group off planet, while keeping away from guards. Most guards don’t listen to Asterisms and just attempt to shatter the gems they’re escorting. They were taking a break to rest, when Lars and Steven came upon their hideout. 

Asterism herself is a bit ditzy and does not know how to stop talking. She is loyal to a fault, and has no idea she could be free if she just tried. Plenty of off colors have tried to get this well meaning gem to think for herself, but she’s never followed them. Lars is the first one she follows, inspired by his sacrifice to learn more about what more she could do for her duty. And, eventually, Lars  and the other off colors help her figure out that she can do what she wants. It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks..