He/They/it 18Aloe/Mothi I post general comic concept art here
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More concept art, the collage and sketched for the architecture for the Afterfeather Isles, a formal map for the Afterfeather Isles, and a colorpicking from Hydrangeas growing outside my house.
Concept work for The Nest.
Based on Howl’s moving castle but I wanna change the design soon
Pfp thumbnail for Hydrangea
DnD meme comic. The pale dude is Hydrangea my vampire and the dragonic bloodline girl is called Azura
For this character I use different names and pronouns for their different stages and parts of themself.
Bittersweet is anonymous merely a person, using they/them pronouns as when Hydrnagea first used those pronouns Bittersweet didn’t correct them so everyone else followed suit.
Nightshade is the name of a poison and this is the name he uses as an assassin and hunter. He is solitary and dangerous. A lone wolf in their work and only really happy in between commissions as he usually hunts and live off the land. He doesn’t care much for people and humans feeling uncomfortable in groups as his work isolates him from others (it feels so weirdly typing he/him for him as I usually use they/she for him)
Wolfsbane is the name after she embraces and finds herself. As a werewolf I specifically has her be a dream dancer meaning when she slept her soul would manifest in the world as a wolf. Specifically a she would and she never knew why but she always knew it felt right. Later once she accepted herself she was able to transform while awake. Her hairstyle is suppose to mimic wolf ears.
Updated Carnation ref,
I worked with her hairstyle and made her purple more pinkish. As well as helping the outfits b/c I’m not use to princess outfits and stuff like that.
Her ties with Lady Raven, the goddess of prophecies and death. Shattered parts of a being dealing with her identities of Goddess vs Remeberence, Priestess vs Princess, & Poet vs Narrator.
The Goddess, the potential to godhood and the power that comes with it. Yet she knows the truth of such power and godhood such omnipotence, the price of personhood. She wishes to be a person.
The Remembrance, a shard of that godhood yet holds the omniscience of it. Yet knowing all, for gods like that means there is no way of acting. No way of acting due to her knowledge.
The Priestess and Princess are outward labels and facades. One due to her religious duties and other of her privilege and birth. One she loves and accepts the other she shuns and feels bad for. She knows how horrible her family is with the poison and familicide for the throne. Her divinity feels I deserved feeling she needs to pay for the monstrous acts of Rhea family and ancestors. The Priestess as a facade is her repentance. Serving her community spiritually and through community service. Most don’t know her face but they do know her wing ears. Her soft angelic voice. Her calming and nurturing nature and wisdom.
Angst lil gremlin…. Poor poor baby with imposter syndrome.
I call their species stitched, he’s a sweet baby. His arm stitches are from tearing his own skin, I forgot to show his prominent chest scars that he sewed up himself.
Sketches of Hydrangea “Black Bill” Crowva
His Rider of Plague form is the worse case scenario for Hydrangea. Based on the 4 horseman of the apocalypse.
His nose, finger, and toe markings is a birth defect as his mother had the Ash plague when she had him. They both survived with her scars fading but his are permanent and the disease lays dormant inside of him.
As the Rider of Plague the Ash Plague inside him mutated in this form of his, into the Scorching plague. His touch turns someone to ash burning their body.
He tends to not take care of himself mostly buy not eating as much as he should. He use to drink alcohol before he got immune to it. He drinks vinegar to not be as hungry.
Fancy old bird dad
Wing ears a sign of her heritage as the princess of Ravid.
The stars in her eyes and wings a sign of the godhood she carries in her.
Main cast of House of Corvidae
Also their heights
The Peacock Iris
I’ll make a more twisted version of this.
Adam & Marigold, similar in species, one created through science the other via ritual!
Marigold has two last names, “Cervidae” from his bio parent and “Crowva” from his adopted dad.
This version of “Adam” is named Rose, a creation of Oak Jayvid as a “proof of concept” for his “partner” to “create life.” Adam here was basically a first test, and Oak’s “partner” didn’t like how stitched together he looked.
Oak tried to create the perfect man, neglecting his niece and wife to create life. Adam was kept in the basement until his niece Thistle found him and they formed a friendship. Thistle teaching him how to speak and write and Oak letting him out so they can watch each other. Adam as a bodyguard and caretaker, and Thistle as a teacher and companion.
Convo between Thistle and Oak:
“So how are… you doing”
“Good”
“And Hyacinth?”
“…”
“And Hyacinth? Sigh… Haven’t you been watching her? You know? Girl code-or sisterhood?”
“She’s dead uncle Oak, she’s been dead for 3 months now?! Haven’t you noticed, or have you been to busy working on your ‘perfection project?”
“…”
Anyway that just came to me working out the dynamic and stuff. Thistle becomes betrothed to Marigold and Adam is really supportive for them.
@ironmansnips
Continuation of this: by @mslanna
Nobody’s Fool; A Fox in sharp armor
Tav breathed a laugh as the spell echoed into Ksula’s very bones. He was frozen, limbs stiff no matter how hard he willed himself to move. The quickly took Kayla’s blade and pushed the much larger devil to the floor. On their knees heel digging into their spine, a vixen/todd’s grin on their face.
“Oh please, you think he’d be the one to kill me? When I’m asked to do a job. I don’t stop still it’s done.”
They dig their heels into his spine, Ksula can only look ahead unable to scream. Sternly growling out that ‘done’ with a frosted look. Raphael grins at the sight, of course his tricksy little paladin would succeed even with a blade to their throat. He signaled for the final blow. With his own blade Ksula’s head rolls from it’s devilish body, now limp and bleeding.
“So, next battle”
Tav crosses their arms putting the larger blade on their back. The move is so casual. Raphael stares in satisfaction of the outcome if not a little shaken at the thought of his precious mouse headless and bleeding instead of Ksula. Yet he took no moment to process only pack it away for later as he walked forward, he small legion of squads following behind. Raphael walks in front, Yurgir, Tav, and Korilla behind him but together, they talk in hushed Whispers Yurgir first.
“Even with a blade to your throat you held no fear”
“No duh, he wasn’t gonna waste time saving me, but he did stall for time, so coming up with a plan was easy enough.”
Korilla was about to say something but decided not to. She saw the way her patron looked upon the newest soul bound servant. She knew the human side of her devilish master. Ever since he met them he knew their steeled self would be of use. Only after the defeat of the brain had he considered them more. Her frequent tracking of them and their merry band of misfits and weirdos was proof enough. Even sending her to save them on an occasion or two, the urgency in his voice didn’t hide his fear, vulnerability, care.
Raphael on the other hand winced internally at Tav’s words. He did care for them, he did wish for something more with them. His beloved had the glint of a fox’s eye, maybe he wished to bring that out in his mouse. Their figure covered in blood certainly was a sight for devilish eyes. Maybe he wanted the opposite as well, for Tav to teach him how to hold his humanity not with shame or locked away in the void of his heart but as a part of him. Maybe he wanted— no, now wasn’t the time. He has a base to make out of Ksula’s tower.
The tower was raided by Yurgir’s squad to be brought back to the house of hope and sorted. Korilla and the archivist sorted items to be kept, auctioned, and disguarded. Tav stayed with Raphael as a body guard and conversation starter. Haarlep had crawled out of the boudoir to watch the ordered chaos. Smirking to themself they plopped on top of Raphael and Tav sitting on their laps on a sofa.
“So, how was the meeting with Ksula?”
Haarlep says wrapping his arms around Raphael. Tav looks over, armor discarded on the floor a while ago. They yawn reaching for a pillow.
“It was successful.”
“Almost got beheaded but beheaded Ksula instead”
Tav yawns before leaning on the pillow in their lap. Haarlep ‘awws’ at Tav kissing their forehead earning a growl from Raphael as he pulls his tired mouse to rest on his arm. Haarlep chuckles to themself as he lays down in a warm cuddle pile. Compared to the frosted flames of Cania, Avernus was a nice reprieve from the cold.
Raphael would not have Haarlep claiming what’s his, but maybe, just maybe he’d let his pet indulge. But for now he held his little paladin and pet by his side. Ksula was the 2nd to last of Mephistopheles’ guardian demons before himself. Soon all would be right. Soon his claim of his father’s archive would award more power than just the crown of Karsus but also other artifacts of the fallen wizard.
Maybe he’d be able to convince his mouse of an extended contract. It only ended once Mephistopheles was ended, yet this would not be the final act between him and his sweet mouse.
:O mutual approved post lesgo
Always here for u lil sib
Scene idea for my House of Corvidae comic. I don’t really like the outfit that Hydrangea is in here but I do like the background wallpaper that took me a good several house I think.
So bird boi here has a kinda werebat form but with feathers cuz his ancestor is literally a Godess of death that’s a Corvid
Experimenting with lineart, coloring, and shading/highlights.
This is Hydrangea “Blackbill” Corwva, doctor, vampire, lord, and most importantly protagonist
hello mutual of my beloved crep, how are you doing this fine afternoon
Tried af and working a morbid comic. Hopefully I’ll grow the balls to post it. How are u ya lil ball of rocks close to the sun
To add something as a Chinese-Mongolian adopted in America. I’ve always loved Mulan as I saw it as a window into the past and my heritage. So my hcs for me relate to that heritage and being trans masculine (demiboy)
Basically in Chinese culture calling someone by a familial title is to show respect. I feel Mulan would call yuu xiǎodì or dìdì (little brother) while Yuu would call Mulan dàjiě or jiějiě (big sister). Mulan would teach yuu how to use a sword and specific exercises for strength. As well as how to use a spear.
Shang would also be called dàgē or gēgē (big brother) he’d be very accepting trans masc yuu and be a protective big bro showing the ropes and protecting them from the dudes.
Yao, Ling and Chien-Po would be glad to have another dude friend and would be a one brain cell uncle trio.
Mushu would probably cry if yuu told them that they had an orange and red dragon plush they named Mushu. He would deny it tho definitely. Cricket would be wholesome lucky friend.
Grandma Hua, Baba & Mama Hua (I’m using the traditional Chinese name b/c the book by Grace Lin did so, it was so much better than the live action while still being mythically/historically authentic/accurate)
Would basically be cool with having a grand/great grand child. Grandma would push Yuu to be himself like a wholesome supportive ally grandparent. Baba & Mama would also be accepting, I see a wholesome family dynamic where Mulan basically unofficially adopts Yuu and they teach him about their stories and culture and my Chinese adopted heart is made whole.
As for Shan Yu, coming from a generally central Asian background he would be slightly confused at first by Yuu’s enthusiasm for meeting him but once explaining my mixed heritage he would also teach me things. Most likely horseback riding on generally much smaller horses than European ones and falconeering. Maybe getting my own falcon to reunite with every season as Mongolian falconers train a while falcon for a season then release them repeating the cycle every season.
I feel Shan Yuu and the Hua family would come to a compromise like divorced parents over prioritizing the next generation’s future over their past war.
Hope it’s not to much to ask or maybe you’ve already done this but what do the Mulan cast think or act around yuu?
I don't really know that much about Chinese culture so I can't get too specific about things so here's some general headcanons:
Mulan thinks she's awesome. I've said it before but she teaches Yuu self defense since she's the only girl in NRC and is protective of her. I sort of have two versions of this AU - the main one being that everyone that everyone knows that Yuu is a girl from the get-go but if she hid her gender, Mulan would be even more protective over her and would bond with her about that.
Shang and Mulan's war buddies would consider her a cute little sister that they must protect. They actually come up with ways to increase her physical fitness and tell Coach Vargas how to help train her so that she can be strong enough to take down anyone that messes with her.
Mushu and Cri-Kee treat her the same way the other heroic sidekicks like Abu and Pegasus treat her. They consider her a youger sister and are very protective over her (I think Cri-Kee is on the younger side like Flounder so he'd definitely look up to her and try to give her some of his good luck). Mushu is a MalleYuu shipper because he supports his fellow dragons.
Grandma Fa absolutely adores her. She usually hangs out with the other funky old sages like Rafiki, Mama Odie and Merlin (and Lilia) and they talk about cool old people stuff.
Shan Yuu has great respect for her since the Huns, like in Leona's kingdom, have a high regard for women. His falcon, Hayabusa likes to sit on her shoulder despite being like half her size which stirs up a lot of trouble with the other Disney birds.
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