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Lapis and Volley

Note: this is an au where pink does loose volleyball to white. But white gives volley back after pink gets earth. Unable to deal with her guilt and grief, pink shatters herself at the end of the rebellion instead of faking it.

Pink Diamond’s Pearl wept loudly into her hands as she hovered over the shattered stone in front of her. How could she? How could Rose- her diamond- lie to her?

Pearl had been in on it from the start. Ever since Pink started this whole rebellion with her, she’d known every detail of this plot to free the Earth and her fellow gems. So they’d not suffer under the terrible diamonds ever again. Like she did under White. 

This was their final idea. Fake Pink Diamond’s shattering by the hands of Rose Quartz. Pearl herself would play the part of Rose. To keep up the idea that Rose and Pink were separate entities. And they’d fake it with the blade the missing Bismuth had made. It could not shatter, but they could make it look like it had. And Pearl was sworn to secrecy about all this with an order.

They had a signal for Pearl to do the deed, but… it never came. Pink seemed to have prepared a different speech than their plan. Nerves, maybe? 

That was quickly ruled out. Suddenly, Pink Diamond was pledging her support for the crystal gems. Saying how colonizing couldn’t stop so long as she was there. And- she pulled out a different weapon than their plan. And turned it on her own gem.

Chaos came after this. A huge battle between grieving gems and the crystal gems ensued. But Pearl was deaf to it all as she stared at the shards. Questions swimming in her head. In the confusion of the battle, a soldier saw her and couldn’t tell if this Pearl was friend or foe. She was still in her homeworld uniform, but she could have just not been poofed yet.

Pearl barely registered the sword being driven through her.

–

When Pearl reformed, the battlefield was quiet. She found herself inside the palanquin of Pink diamond, with the emergency defense walls engaged. When had they triggered? Pearl numbly disengaged them, fumbling her way out of the palanquin. 

She looked around the dark, night field. Weapons laid everywhere, but no soldiers seemed to wield them. Where was homeworld? Where were the crystal gems? Pearl looked, but found nothing but shards. 

At least, until she heard a rustling in a bush. Pearl summoned her whip and readied herself. “Garnet?” she tried, taking a step back. She hoped that it was the fusion. Garnet always knew what to do, and with everything going on-

Pearl was suddenly attacked by a beast she could barely describe. It was pure fire and lava, burning Pearl any time she tried to wrestle it away. It roared and growled, seemingly confused and agitated as it pinned Pearl to the battlefield floor. Pearl quickly made her ribbon into a lance, and pierced the soft underbelly of the beast. 

She expected blood, as with all organic creatures of earth, but the thing….. poofed? Pearl blinked in confusion as a gem clanked to the ground. What in the stars-?

She bent down and inspected the gem. A ruby- probably a foot soldier fighting for Pink. But there were no flaws in the gem. No cracks. So why was its form so…. Monstrous? Pearl needed answers. She bubbled the gem, warped it away to their base, and stepped through the bushes. 

Through the bushes, another creature sat. But this one was different. A large bird-like creature with four legs, made of pure ice. It had a singular eye on its head, tears streaming from it. It screeched sadly and trotted to Pearl. Pearl readied herself to summon her weapon again…. But the creature simply nuzzled against her. Fluffing its wings out and showing its Sapphire gemstone on its right wing. 

Pearl’s inner gears turned. Only one Sapphire had been on Earth. And she was half of Garnet. And the Ruby who’d attacked her….

Pearl collapsed and hugged the bird tight, sobbing. “What happened to you, Garnet?" 

–

It’d been almost an Earth month since Pink shattered herself. Since then, Pearl had gathered information from local humans on what she’d missed. Homeworld retreated and launched a final attack. This attack was a bright light, which seemed to corrupt every gem left on Earth. Nothing seemed to fix it, even Rose’s fountain did nothing. 

She was the only one left, since she had been shoved into the palanquin and it’d engaged emergency mode for the fight around it. She was lucky but…… everyone she knew and loved was gone. She was alone. And was it worth it….? The Earth was safe but….. 

Pearl had been moving in a numb blur. Doing things she knew Rose would want done after Homeworld’s retreat. What they’d planned to do. Next on her list was the galaxy warp. Homeworld could return to finish what they’d started any day now. So, she would destroy every warp with a connection off planet. They wouldn’t come back. They wouldn’t make Rose’s sacrifice be in vain. 

When she was done, she turned to warp back to the base she had made for herself. But…. A mirror laying on the ground caught her eye. Was this something homeworld left behind….? How could she have missed it before? 

She sat on her own legs and carefully picked up the mirror. She fingered the cracked front before turning it over. A cracked Lapis Lazuli lay in the gem slot. 

”Hello….?“ Pearl cautiously greated. This could just be a gem born unsentiant. But the thought of a gem trapped in there, like she was trapped under White Diamond…. "Are you alive? Is there a way you can communicate with me?”

The mirror was silent a moment before glitching Pearl’s words back to her. “-Can communicate. -Alive." 

Pearl startled a moment before taking a deep breath. "If I let you out, do you think you can form? Or will you need to be healed first?”

The mirror paused before questioning, “You- let- me- out?" 

Pearl smiled, "Of course. No gem deserves to be trapped.  I know first hand-” She fingered her cracked eye a moment, “That being trapped is terrible. Now, heal? Or let out first?”

“Let- me- out! Let- me- out!" 

Pearl nodded before wrenching the gem out of the mirror. The mirror part shattered, and the Lapis Lazuli began to glow.

Pearl caught her as she stumbled over. The Lapis smiled weakly, showing her mirrored eyes to Pearl. "Thank you…. I thought maybe you were coming to question me more-”

“No- ah hah-” Pearl awkwardly looked away, shoving her questions towards the gem down, “There's…. No gem left to question you.”

The Lazuli squinted, “What-” she glitched from her crack “-do you mean?" 

"Oof, let’s get this crack healed first. Then…. Then I’ll show you.” Pearl motioned to the warp, “C'mon. Unless you think you can fly." 

"Probably not.” The Lapis shook her head and leaned on Pearl for support as they walked to the warp and warped away. “Where are you taking me? The soldier bays?”

“Ah-” She shook her head, “No. Somewhere-…. You might not like.” They arrived at Rose’s fountain with that sentence. 

“What is that?” Lapis squinted at the fountain, “And is that…. Rose Quartz?!” Lapis pulled away from Pearl the best she could and held up her fists, “Are you a crystal gem?! You won’t sway me to your side!" 

”Ah-!“ Pearl held up her hands in surrender. "Yes, but I won’t try to sway you. I’ll even let you fly back to Homeworld. I just ask that you don’t tell them you came from Earth. Say you were off planet for the final attack or-”

“Final attack?” Lapis faltered a moment, “The war's…. Over?” She gulped and looked to the fountain, spotting bubbles where Pearl had left them. “And…. Who won?”

“Technically?” Pearl sighed, “The crystal gems did. But…. It doesn’t feel like a victory.” She hugged herself a moment before shaking her head. “Come on. I’ll fill you in once you’re healed. Being cracked is so painful-”

“Why do you care?” Lapis bit back, growling, “You’re a crystal gem. And I’m from homeworld. Shouldn’t you want me shattered?”

Pearl sighed, motioning to her eye crack, “I care because I know what it’s like to be hurt and confused. I care because you’re the first actual gem I’ve seen in a month. And I care because…. Rose would do the same thing." 

Lapis hesitated before she nodded, relaxing, "Lead the way then." 

–

"So homeworld just-” Lapis splashed the water, before motioning to all the bubbles, “Hurt all these gems? Just cause Pink Diamond decided to shatter herself?”

“Mhm.” Pearl nodded, “I was only safe because I was within my gem at the time, and my gem was thrown into Pink Diamond’s palanquin. It has an emergency mode that can withstand those kinds of things." 

”Shale-“ Lapis cursed and ran a hand through her hair, "That’s messed up. Even homeworld gems?”

“Yes,” Pearl nodded, “Anyone who didn’t get off planet in time. I assume the only reason you were safe is because your gem was stuck in an object.”

Lapis chuckled half heartedly, “I’d have to thank the gem that forced me into my gemstone then. Being in that mirror…. It was awful. All those questions from gems I saw as allies-”

Pearl nodded, “They are always quick to turn if they think you’ve messed up.”

Lapis paused a moment before looking tentatively at Pearl.  “A crystal gem wouldn't betray you like that though?”

Pearl laughed, waving her off, “Never.”

UPDATE: The orange gem is chert and the blue gem is flint!

All the various gems in Homeworld Bound! Some notes:

The Zircons from the Trial are okay and seem to be running for some form of election. Mayhaps the president of homeworld?

There's a big shot of the throne room with some distance gems. We can see a Jade and a Ruby together, Lemon Jade seemingly okay and fused, a quartz soldier and one of the unidentified green gems from the era 3 ball, and the tour group.

The tour group has a plum pearl with a forehead gem giving the tour. (I left two shots here to give you a view of her gem). We can also see a squareidot and a sapphire in this group.

A wall gem seems to be free to roam! And three pebbles are seen outside of Pink's room

The two gems Yellow heals are currently unknown. The orange one seems to be a nose gem and the blue one is a chest gem. They seem to know each other.

Also the fact that Yellow seems to be able to go into a bubble without popping it? But off topic.

Cherry Quartz and an Aquamarine seem to be hanging out on the happiness clouds Blue has.

Close ups of the throne room gems:

All the various gems in Homeworld Bound! Some notes:

The Zircons from the Trial are okay and seem to be running for some form of election. Mayhaps the president of homeworld?

There's a big shot of the throne room with some distance gems. We can see a Jade and a Ruby together, Lemon Jade seemingly okay and fused, a quartz soldier and one of the unidentified green gems from the era 3 ball, and the tour group.

The tour group has a plum pearl with a forehead gem giving the tour. (I left two shots here to give you a view of her gem). We can also see a squareidot and a sapphire in this group.

A wall gem seems to be free to roam! And three pebbles are seen outside of Pink's room

The two gems Yellow heals are currently unknown. The orange one seems to be a nose gem and the blue one is a chest gem. They seem to know each other.

Also the fact that Yellow seems to be able to go into a bubble without popping it? But off topic.

Cherry Quartz and an Aquamarine seem to be hanging out on the happiness clouds Blue has.

All the various gems in Homeworld Bound! Some notes:

The Zircons from the Trial are okay and seem to be running for some form of election. Mayhaps the president of homeworld?

There's a big shot of the throne room with some distance gems. We can see a Jade and a Ruby together, Lemon Jade seemingly okay and fused, a quartz soldier and one of the unidentified green gems from the era 3 ball, and the tour group.

The tour group has a plum pearl with a forehead gem giving the tour. (I left two shots here to give you a view of her gem). We can also see a squareidot and a sapphire in this group.

A wall gem seems to be free to roam! And three pebbles are seen outside of Pink's room

The two gems Yellow heals are currently unknown. The orange one seems to be a nose gem and the blue one is a chest gem. They seem to know each other.

Also the fact that Yellow seems to be able to go into a bubble without popping it? But off topic.

Cherry Quartz and an Aquamarine seem to be hanging out on the happiness clouds Blue has.

COVAH’S FULL REDESIGN! I decided to give him his legs back, and remove a few scars. No more brand or shoulder scar. But he keeps the bullet wound and earns a nose and arm scar! He has tats now too. Cause he always seemed like a tat guy. And his eyes are now effected by the curse.

White Diamond Connie AU - feat Peridot and Black Jack (”Jack”) the fusion.

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

Commission for @yaboy-robin

Tis the curve of your figure and the glint of your eye-

Tis the rose in your cheek and the touch of your thigh!

I’m over my head, boys, but I’ll wager my life.

On the sweet bonny lass who sails with the tide! 

A quick 1 am drawing of my Covellite and @croxovergoddess‘s Gold’s fusion! Bustamite! A pirate sass queen. She loves destruction and being overdramatic.

OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!!! >POINTS< AAAA LOOK AT MY GAY DAUGHTER I?? I HONESTLY DIDN'T THINK YOU'D DRAW THEM THIS MAKES ME REAL HAPPY I??? HHH

@ihaveweirdotps' covellite with my Gold ✨

AAAA my baby!!!! Thank you so much!!!!

Gemsona Bust commission for @yaboy-robin!

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

Legends tell of a man who collects souls deep in the forest. Be good, children, or The Soul Collector will swipe your soul away.... 

Sabres is a crossbreed. Born to a one night stand between a water fae and an Atlantean, Sabres was raised by his fae mother and his other fae relatives. His father didn’t have a chance to fight for his custody, being killed by Sabres’s mother after a confrontation. 

Since he was a tiny guppy, Sabres has been.... Different. Even amongst other fae. He’s always been interested in death. Nothing too out of the ordinary for the fae who study necromancy. But, Sabres seemed to take his fascination... In a different direction. 

He knew that his father was killed by his mother. His mother was open about it to her son. But.... Sabres wanted to know his father. Know his Atlantean side.

He studied up on magic and, as a teenager, finally could cast a spell to contact the dead. What he found was.... horrifying. 

His father was in Hell. He wasn’t a perfect man, by any means, but he wasn’t terrible either! (At least, not by his standards.) Sabres was confused. How could his father be in hell if he wasn’t too bad?

Sabres wanted to save those who weren’t bad, like his father. He couldn’t save his father now, but he could save others! He had to. He would find a way to sneak the “less bad” into the demanding heaven. Or at least find a way to lessen Heaven’s standards. 

He started to tinker in dark magic, turning himself undead at some point so he could have more time to study up on magic. After Primrose’s confrontation with him, Sabres found the last bit they were missing. He found a way to get souls into a “neutral state”. They wouldn’t fight against him, they wouldn’t commit more “sins”, they wouldn’t do anything in this state. Not even think or speak or anything. But, that was fine. Once Sabres found a way to sneak them into Heaven, they could catch up on lost years!

Sabres uses his magic to keep him and his souls undetected by the “higher-ups”. So many souls have gone missing over many years. But, the higher-ups never noticed. At least, all of the higher-ups except for Death. It was his job to find souls after all.....

Now Sabres is in crunch mode. Someone’s bound to come looking for Death sooner or later. Maybe he could use the man as a captive? A ransom so Heaven would lessen his standards? He isn’t sure, but he knows he needs to figure it out soon. Or else fail. and waste his life’s work.

Obsessed With Your Legacy-

Your sentences border on senseless! And you are paranoid in every paragraph. To how they perceive you!

I was younger than you are now When I was given my first command. I led my men straight into a massacre! I witnessed their deaths firsthand- I made every mistake, And felt the shame rise in me. And even now I lie awake, Knowing history has its eyes on me.... History has its eyes on me...

Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory: You have no control Who lives, who dies, who tells your story. I know that we can win. I know that greatness lies in you! But remember from here on in: History has its Eyes on you!

(( Washington cannot be left alone to his devices Indecisive, from crisis to crisis The best thing he can do for the revolution Is turn n’ go back to plantin’ tobacco in Mount Vernon))

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.....

:3c

MY FIRST FIC ON AO3! GO READ IT!

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-

-

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!

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Developed Atonal Dissonance more. Read under the cut for info:

So Cypress was a bright-eyed fae who wanted nothing more than to save people. Their power developed when they were twelve, the average age for more vocal-based powers. And they were thrust into the spotlight. As soon as it was acceptable, POINT scooped Cypress up, having them create the hero title of “Galant Cadence”. The reason, however, was less than pure. POINT saw Cypress as a threat. A fae with such powerful siren magic? Fae were known tricksters, and too many recorded to be villains. They wanted to keep an eye on this powerful being. They didn't treat them well as a result and brought them on as little missions as they could. No need for a villain to spark inspiration in the young one.

Resent grew, but.... they held it in. These were their friends, their allies. They became close with Carol when she joined, finally making one friend in all this. She made it all almost worth it.

All this secrecy went on until they found correspondence that detailed what they were doing to them. That they thought of them as a villain. Carol never knew. She was only a junior member, after all.

The night after Laserblast, Gar, and Carol all went on the sandwich incident mission- Cypress stood up for themselves. They couldn't stand up to Laser- and Carol had already left. But they wouldn't miss their chance with the rest. Hit them while they're down. They all thought they were a villain? They'd be a villain. Cypress was known as Atonal Dissonance from then on, just doing whatever they thought would be "bad". They were no longer that bright-eyed kid who joined POINT. They were a siren who wanted nothing but others to feel the pain they did.

They'd appear in various photos Carol keeps from her time in POINT. Flashbacks too, with hints of their fate, sprinkled about. They show up in their villain form during a musical episode. Their goal is to ruin Carol for her betrayal, as Cypress had been boiling about their friend's betrayal for years, and had finally found her. They find Carol knew nothing about the betrayal and this is the first the mother learned about it. Cypress leaves to contemplate this.... They end up neutral at the end of their character arc, realizing not everyone was terrible to them. But, not fully wanting to go back to hero-hood. They call themselves "Falsetto" now.

Day 9: A character concept based on an episode of Batman Brave and the Bold; which introduced the Music Meister. Atonal Dissonance (real name: Cypress) would be a (canon noncompliant) villain in the ok ko uni. They are a fae whose power is puppeting people with their siren song. Can be avoided via not hearing them, a sonic shriek, or willing yourself out of it (hard). They don’t play nice, and don’t even cooperate with other villains. Their goals are shrouded in mystery, and no one really knows them personally. They’re genderfluid and prefer they/them pronouns!

Asfgjllhgdss Red Diamond is there!! Thank you so much for drawing her I??? Ffhjklllgfd,,,,

Long time no art post! (I swear I’m still alive). To celebrate Gemsona-HQ’s six year anniversary, I opened up gemsona requests for the first time in years. I originally planned to only pick a few and do very basic doodles, but I got way too enthusiastic seeing everyone’s gemsona designs and, well, here we are. :’D Better late than never, I suppose! I also got really excited when I realized I could turn this into a gemsona rainbow.

If you’d like a full-sized version of your drawing, feel free to send me a message. (Please give me credit if you use the image as an icon / header / whatever. Thanks!)

Trying to write everyone’s url got messy, so owners are listed below in order: 

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Day five: Gee, Sinensis, how come I let you be terrifying and cute?

With this I get to show that if Sinensis is feeling negative, his hair droops a bit and he darkens colors. Less saturated. 

Day 2: Sinensis as a “formal apology”

I’m gonna try to draw my ocs (mostly Sinensis) in costumes every day this month but no guarantees.

Day one is Sinensis as a bumblebee!

Charon - Story Character References

Full Name: Derek Species: Reaper Gender: Genderfluid [ANY PRONOUNS BUT TENDS TO LEAN TOWARDS HE/HIM/HIS] Age: unknown Sexuality: Panromantic Asexual Height: seems tall but also short at the same time? No one's sure. Myer Briggs: ESFJ Voice Claim: ? STATUS: MISSING PRESUMED DEAD

Full Name: Andrea Utoqi Species: Vampiric Lizardfolk Gender: Female [She/Her/Hers] Age: Old enough Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual Height: 7ft 2in Myer Briggs: ISTJ Voice Claim: ?

Full Name: Dedra Species: Reaper Gender: Female [She/Her/Hers] Age: Young Sexuality: Hasn't thought about it yet Height: 3ft 4in Myer Briggs: Not old enough to have fully cemented her personality Voice Claim: Catbug from Bravest Warriors

tidbids:

Andrea and Derek used to date. They decided they were better off as friends shortly after Derek was granted the title of Death. Charon was insecure about this fact but hid it.

Dedra is in a very Steven Universe situation. She's growing up in the shadow of someone who came before her while trying to figure out her own shit. She tries her best to help, but there's only so much a child can do. The adults have to help too.

Andrea was a vampire before Derek was awarded the title of Death. How she became one is something she doesn't talk about.

Who Death was before Derek is something the higher-ups don't talk about. So, no one knows.

Derek’s life before he met Andrea is a big question mark. Where he came from, what his story is, and literally anything about his past is something he never talked about

Full Name: Charon Pagano

Species: Soul Collector (formerly human)

Gender: Male [he/him/his]

Age: unknown

Birthdate: November 8th

Sexuality: Demiromantic Asexual

Height: 5ft 5 in

Myer Briggs: ISFP

Voice Claim: Virgil "Anxiety" Sanders from Sanders Sides

Related Characters: Espi; Derek, Andrea, Dedra; The Soul Collector (link to ref when it's done)

Charon was born on the streets, taken care of by drifters until they deemed they needed to drift in a different direction from a child. They weren't his parents. They didn't have responsibility towards him. No, Charon had no one to take care of him but himself. And that was fine.

He scrounged up what he could, used what others didn't need, and started getting getting minimum wage jobs as soon as people would hire him. He was hired on as simple things. But, with no formal education, he didn't have much of a chance for anything else.

Until he started overhearing dark secrets. Secrets that people wanted other people dead. And, well, they'd pay for it. Charon had two choices: turn these secret holders in and probably get hit himself for being a rat. Or get the job done.

He became a psuedo-hit man. Getting paid to kill others. It got him what he needed. He never liked that he did it, but it was what life handed him. It was fine, for a bit.

But police figured out what he was. And he was the subject of a man hunt across the united states as he fled. He was shot in a confrontation and crawled to an alley to die. He was born there, he would die there.

Death approached this dying man and felt pity for his soul. He could hear Hell calling for this man but.... Charon had been dealt a bad hand. Most people who were dealt a bad hand like this were negotiated away to purgatory- or they were condemed to hell. And Death usually didn't care. But Charon reminded him so much of another.....

Death squirreled Charon a once-in-a-blue-moon deal he couldn't refuse. He'd become a soul collector. One who would be tasked with collecting souls that Death missed and became ghosts. It was true what they said, no one could be everywhere at once. He had to collect the souls of ones who were harmful to mortals. But the ones who were minding their own buisness? Up to him as to what to do with them.

Charon accepted.

Death introduced himself as Derek, a being capable of splitting his soul off into multiple bodies so he could do his job. Derek and Charon became close as Derek taught the new soul collector the ropes. Charon felt Derek understood him, and was the closest thing that Charon had towards being a friend. Even more....

But it all came crashing down one morning. Andrea, a vampiric former guardian of Death when Death was still a new, fragil soul, came to Charon in tears. The higher ups could not find Death or his soul anywhere. And when they looked..... They found the world had created a new Death. A young girl who said her name was Dedra.

Derek was gone, as good as dead. Charon now forces himself to focus on the task he has been given. Pick up the slack from the new Death and gather souls as best he can. He just tells himself that when he's paid back his debt... He'll look for Derek's soul himself. The higher ups had to have missed something. Overlooked a small detail- something. Derek couldn't be gone.

ABOUT THE SOUL IN A JAR:

Watson was gifted to Charon when Derek was still around. This soul seems to be trapped in a magic jar that makes the heavenly powers unable to detect the soul or judge it properly, and therefore was left until it could be judged. The jar cannot be opened, no matter how hard anyone tries. It can't be broken either. It seems invincible. Derek wanted Charon to "take care" of Watson, as he didn't have time to watch over the soul anymore.

A Covellite I've had forever that I haven't bothered to post till now. She's slightly shorter than average, only coming to Garnet's heigh instead of a head taller than Garnet. 

She was born next to my rebel Covellite and holds hate and disgust in her heart for the rebel who saved her from the chopping block when she was born. How could her sisterCovellite rebel against Homeworld? Side with the crystal gems? Leave her? 

She has a crush she refuses to acknowledge on the gem she records, a newscaster gem known as Datolite. I call this one "Violet" or "Smalls" to differentiate her from my other Covellite lol.

It’s literally canon that the same types of gems will make the same fusion every time. If a Sardonyx and an Opal fused, theyd still make an alexandrite because there’s no other gems than a ruby, sapphire, pearl, and quartz.

Yes but that's cause those are the exact same gems. If a different ruby, sapphire, amethyst, and pearl than the cgs fused- where's the statement that they'd make the same fusion gem?

Can someone show me or tell me where that's said? Cause I thought that too! But I've looked and looked and can't find where that was stated that it's canon. However, I can find where Rebecca said that fusions pick their own names.

It’s the anniversary of the day my little body decided to yeet itself out of my mother’s womb! Another revolution around the sun! Yippie!

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?”

In your harlequin opal au, who would Rose take with her instead of pearl?

That's a good question I haven't thought of the concrete answer to yet! I was thinking of a few options:

Jasper was Pink's personal guard and saw her transform into Rose. Pink swore her to secrecy and Jasper obediently fought along side her, not really thinking of if she wanted to fight for Earth or not.

Blue Zircon pieced together the clues Pink leaves in a few files and comes to Earth to confirm her suspicions during the war. She finds Rose and Rose swears her to secrecy. Zircon joins the crystal gems out of wanting to figure out why Pink Diamond rebelled and helps Pink cover her tracks better.

Lapis Lazuli is found by Pink and freed earlier, joining the crystal gems after finding out Pink's secret. She wants to help her savior and slowly falls in love with the Earth. Less trauma. Gets along well with Amethyst.

“YOU BROKE US!”

I don’t necessarily think that two gems fused together have to make the same gem as two other gems of the same type do. I mean, fusions name themselves right? Who’s to say a Ruby and a Sapphire couldn’t make a Tourmaline or something like that. 

So here’s (pink) Porcelain. These two aren’t good for each other. Their trama mixed together is not good. They create a toxic fusion where they’re trying to lay their traumas onto each other and well…. It doesn’t end well. They aren’t stable and fall apart with ease. 

(Design notes: three eyes, four arms. Her right bottom arm is broken off and glued back on poorly. Her “base” is craked in a manner where if she isn’t careful, her entire base will break off. I decided against doing a reset version of this little lady unlike I did with Harlequin.)