...Like thread through a needle.

But her, this Lowblood Queen as they call her, is not the pretty polished storybook fairy your Empress tries to be. She is something older, the kind of creature from stories before they were committed to written words.

Short little drabble I wrote for an AU where Aradia is the head of a warmblood revolt and Eridan is her recently acquired prisoner.  Nothing terribly exciting, but I’m pleased with it.  

"Who was that man on the bridge?" 

"Who was that man on the bridge?" 

A little comic about my OCs Peachy and Fennel, and how they traded eyes.  Basically Peachy uses magic to transfer the eyes, but they have to be sewn shut afterwards, and kept shut for 3 days, or else the spell won’t work and the eye will be blind.  

EDIT: shit i just realized I forgot their scars/tattoos.  Oh well, not a big deal, just pretend they’re there. 

just some lounging demon 

just some lounging demon 

Guest Artist Spotlight: Jack Roxby

Jack is a fantastic artist and a dear friend of mine, who is in a dire financial situation (explained here).  He does, however, have an etsy, where he sells delightful things like these patches (you can see more at the above linked store), that you can buy to help him out!

He is also available for commission, and does wonderful adorable plushies in addition to patches! Below are some examples (including one I commissioned), and here is his sewing tag to give you a peek at all the things he does, as well as in progress pictures of various projects. 

(credits to the pieces that were commissioned go here, here, and here)

So!  If you have some extra money, this is a good way to spend it.  If you don’t have any extra money, it would be appreciated if you could just give this a little boost. Please help a talented artist keep his head above water. 

Drew this today at the Green while waiting for Mitch. Just some girl on the bench across the way, done in charcoal on gray toned sketchbook paper. 

Drew this today at the Green while waiting for Mitch. Just some girl on the bench across the way, done in charcoal on gray toned sketchbook paper. 

and with about half an hour to spare, here is Pip’s birthday doodle!  Sorry it is so shitty and someday I might do real colors on it, but for now this is all I got. 

and with about half an hour to spare, here is Pip’s birthday doodle!  Sorry it is so shitty and someday I might do real colors on it, but for now this is all I got. 

Didn’t feel like coloring this one, but have some porn of Peachy and Fennel. 

Didn’t feel like coloring this one, but have some porn of Peachy and Fennel. 

In the the spirit of taking the reins back on southern gothic things, we’ve got some shit in the works. Jone’s got some characters over here that’re really cool, Z’s running a blog called gore-geek-gravediggers (it’s currently in it’s early stages and is so far just weird shit I’ve said, but more, actually exciting, things are to come).  These are some characters that are my contribution to this lil endeavor. 

On the left is Peachy (Just Peachy, and if pressed for a last name she’ll tell you Keen. Do not press her for a last name). Mid-twenties, trans woman (she/her/her’s pronouns), and a witch (more herbs and practicalities with just a tiny touch of magic occasionally), she always give the impression that she’s not really paying attention, a little spacey and distant, but is often more aware of what’s going on then she appears.  When she does focus in, it’s pretty unsettling (and a little awkward).  The kind of person that you’d mistake for being impatient, her patience (with most things) could span decades, and she’s always willing to lend an ear.  Across each shoulder is three long scars, on each thigh is a tattooed symbol of some sort (when questioned about either of these, she’s been known to give a different story each time), and on her hip is a tattoo of Queen Anne’s lace. She and Fennel meet at a party, and kickstart their friendship with an adventure that ends in them trading their right eyes. 

On the right is Fennel Davis.  Early twenties, non binary (they/them/their pronouns), half Fae on their father’s side (they were raised on the human side of things tho).  Wings aren’t usable because they’re only half Fae, but they can be ripped off and will grow back (taking them off is a bit painful, but growing them back in isn’t, just a lil itchy).  The tattoo across their chest says, “there is no second star” and has two stars next to it (the one on the right crossed out).  If Peachy is the eyes and ears, Fennel is the voice.  Quick and snarky, their sharp tongue has gotten them into plenty of sticky situations.  Part of this is being young and saying things that are better kept to oneself, but a good deal of it is that they speak up when people say shitty, out of line things, and call them on it.  A gifted speaker and pretty friendly by nature, it makes them the center of attention at most social functions. In the wake of the post party adventure where Fennel and Peachy meet, they promise her anything to repay for her help, and she asks to trade right eyes.  This gives her the ability to see through glamours and see things only Fae would normally see, while giving them a tremendous headache trying to adjust to seeing things differently than they’re use to. 

Guess who read the Pagan Chronicles by Catherine Jinks?  I started this sometime around book two (also known as that time Pagan really needed a haircut) and then finished in the wake of book four.  Anyway have some Jordon/Pagan cause I have no sense.

Guess who read the Pagan Chronicles by Catherine Jinks?  I started this sometime around book two (also known as that time Pagan really needed a haircut) and then finished in the wake of book four.  Anyway have some Jordon/Pagan cause I have no sense.