In Pigeon Society, This Is A Symbol Of Wealth.

doodled a part of @yuki-mxivo’s stsg time travel fic that i love sm!! teen gojo has no tact AT ALL and it’s the funniest thing ever

meanwhile geto in the background watching this all go down:

Steven Universe Doodles

I made a fan fusion of Steven and our favorite green dorito!!! Her name is Bloodstone!!!

I also added in a Pink Diamond version of Bloodstone as well, and down below there’s some concept art of Bloodstone fusions with fellow CG.

Here’s two of Garnet and Pearl fused with Bloodstone, and then a gemsona of mine on the side.

comic

Thank you @mi11luna and everyone who got me to 25 reblogs!

Preveiw Comic

The last two are some character designs for the captain, Uta, since I haven’t decided on a final appearance. This is just me introducing the crew.

Koby is the cook, since he has a lot of experience for while he was Alvida’s ship. It was basically: make a good meal or get beat half to death.

Conis for those of you who don’t remember is from the Skypiea arc. She’s the crews sniper, with her cannon. She uses dials to absorb impact and has slight super strength because of how she lived in the sky. She will probably get her own comic on how she joined the crew.

Ren is the doctor, because of when he was an east blue assassin, he had to patch himself up multiple times, from severe injuries to minor ones. That’s… still not going to stop him from getting completely wasted though.

Bellemare’s ghost inhabits a teddy bear, that she can possess and move. In my version of the story, she was shot in the head and that’s why she has partial memory loss. She still has a motherly instinct, but doesn’t remember Nami or Nojiko apart from brief flashes of memory. She’s the navigator, because I think it would have been really sweet that while Ana,I was still learning map making, Bellemare learned a lot too so she could help teach Nami.

🦇Service Mindset🦇

Don’t be rude to whoever has the midnight shift at McDonalds

It took me a 5 hours

The Barbie movie reminded me about how when I was little my parents were upset that I kept making my Barbie dolls kiss, so they bought me a Ken doll. The next day they found me having a funeral for poor Ken in the garden, he had died of tuberculosis. All the Barbies were in attendance and I buried him under our rose bush. The Barbies were too poor to afford a headstone (it was 1875) so I didn’t mark where the grave was and I never could find him again. He’s probably still there.

You wouldn't get it.