A7, Black Diamond (mason)

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I HAVE FINALLY OFFICIALLY CHANGED MY NAME AND I AM LEGALLY ROBIN NOW

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.

New gem for my replace all canon gems with ocs au! Coral!

Corals were concepted the moment Yellow Diamond’s first colony collapsed. Their duty? To go to failed or abandoned colonies in order to gather any materials left behind that could be recycled or scrapped for parts. Their multiple arms and claws useful for digging through rubble, their antenna used for detecting electronic signals and telepathy between their fellow gems (so they could communicate if they got trapped), and they were given packs to store any scrap they find small enough to carry on their person. 

This Coral is an era two gem, freshly emerged out of her kindergarten and ready to work.... On Earth. Her first assignment is to go to the failed Earth colony and gather what she can. However, she finds more than technology left behind... She finds living gems, ready to defend the planet.

Coral is a very.... trash gremlin gem. She doesn’t really think before she speaks, and finds herself interested in things most gems would find gross. Like trash or decaying matter. She’s highly intelligent, and can craft things out of her trash that most blueprint gems couldn’t. 

Coral eventually joins the crystal gems, and is wed to one of the crystal gems in a beautiful ceremony officiated by Steven. 

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Flat color commission for @yaboy-robin !! Thank you!

goooooood she looks so pretty in your style!!! thank you so much for drawing her again!

Commission for @yaboy-robin !

Rainbow Rust 💫

The next in my element swap/no rainboom au; Applejack the element of generosity! Along with her future girlfriend and wife Dancing Vision.

Applejack, like all in Ponyville,  grew up hearing tales of the Everfree forest and the terrifying creatures within it. She was told very sternly to stay away from this mystical place, lest she be lost forever. 

However, during Zap Apple season one year, the Timberwolves wandered too close. In trying to chase them off, Applejack found herself lose in the forest of legend. And, instead of getting closer home- she found herself deeper and deeper in the forest. 

Of course she was scared at first. However, she soon found herself at the home of a lovely zebra shaman who helped her calm and see the beauty and usefulness of the plants in the forest. And, directed her home. 

When she returned home, she found her parents were injured by the Timberwolf attack.  

Applejack returned to the forest, hoping the shaman would help. But it was as if she never existed. So, in desperation, she crafted a healing remedy herself from what she remembered from the zebra. As if by a miracle, the remedy worked enough so that actual medical help could be gotten. During the wait, she told her story of how she met the zebra. And her granny remarked she must have met the guardian of Everfree, who helps those it deems worthy of its grounds. 

It was then Applejack devoted herself to learning more about the forest and its plants, so she could help others with its gifts. And, in return, she would care for the forest with her knowledge of plants. This is how she got her cutie mark. She now works as a local “witch doctor”, much like Zecora in the show. And generously gives many of her remedies to those in need for free. 

Dancing Vision is a crystal pony who never received her cutie mark before the Crystal Empire vanished for a thousand years. Tired of all the pressure to receive her mark, she prepared to leave for other lands, so she might find other things that she couldn’t do in the Crystal Empire. But she didn’t make it out before King Sombra took over. 

When the Empire returned, Vision went on the quest she’d planned a thousand years ago, and found herself in Ponyville.

Applejack, being the generous pony she is, offered to let Dancing Vision stay at the farm while she got on her feet. So long as she did some work. Dancing Vision agreed. 

I’m not quite sure what her talent actually is yet, but I know it’s something that didn’t exist a thousand years ago. And that Applejack and Apple Bloom (the only cutie mark crusader wto get a cutie mark related to helping others find their talent in this au) help her find it. And, of course, she slowly falls in love with the lovely pony who opened her home for her. 

Just thought I'd say for everyone since someone asked privately- Unless I specifically say in the description the gem is one of a kind or something like that (ex- Brimstone, Skull Star); please feel free to make your own versions of any gems I design! Just please be sure to credit me for the original concept n stuff. And if you wanna make fan fusions or fan art, feel free to submit em to me!

more students for the school Percy and Turnip go to

Cyraeni is half naga half mermaid. They got more of their mermaid parent’s lower half muscles, meant for swimming and not movement on the ground. They also got a recessive deep sea mermaid trait, and were born blind. Cyraeni is a big teddy bear once you get to know them. Super kind and gentle to everyone. They are the star of the school’s non-competitive swim team.

Typically, the school would provide an aide for Cyraeni to get around with. However, Cyraeni’s tail has poisonous spikes and a poisonous stinger at the tip. Making Dottingale here the only one willing to cart Cyraeni around since she is immune to the poisons. 

Dottingale is half cartoon character and half banshee. Her cartoon heritage makes them two dimensional- flat as paper. They can slip through the thinnest gaps and often gets things lost between walls for teachers. She also does not use her legs to walk. Instead, they sort of “slides” along the floor as if they were floating. But, her feet ae touching the ground. Dottingale can possess electronics at will, and will do so to get out of lectures to stop banshee shrieking at those who make fun of Cyraeni’s disabilities. Dottingale is autistic and has problems expressing herself. Dottingale prefers to eat with their stomach mouth and talk with their upper mouth. 

These two are a couple, but never kiss in public. 

Cyraeni is gender fluid and uses they/them pronouns and Dottingale is agender and has no preferences for pronouns. Most people use she or they for ol Dottie though.

thank you so much for drawing her again!!! she came out so wonderful!! 💖💖💖

Reference sheet commission for @yaboy-robin !

She was great to work with! I never thought reference sheets could be fun