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No Longer your own Gem
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12385653/chapters/28178412
(All art for this story will be posted here!)
"Gems are near immortal beings, yes.
But alas, even we eventually perish as humans do.
Though.. That does not mean we cannot be fixed.
(In a mere, tragic moment, the Crystal Gems- including Lapis and Peridot- are shattered by a gem type unlike anything they've ever seen, leaving behind nothing but gem shards.
Poudretteite is a smart gem! A smart gem indeed!
Through her twisted mind, odd accent, abstract sense of logic and tiny stature, she'd be more than happy to help Steven bring them back!
That is.. For a price of course. Since when is anything free without consequences?
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The best part of illustrating your own pictures in your own fanfiction is getting to draw gloriously stupid things like this.
#No Longer your own Gem#NLyoG#Steven#Poudretteite#cell phone message#digital art#digital drawing#fanfiction#fanfic#steven universe#SU
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Drawing all those little pearls might have been the worst experience in my life. LOL!
The dress was originally supposed to be a cream color and pink, I'm not really sure what happened. -w-,,
I did use actual french dresses from the 1890s as reference so I like to think this is accurate to the timeline.
And if not, guess she is ahead of her time!
#NLyoG#fanfiction#fanfic#historical#historical dress#french#late 1800s#1800s fashion#1890s#1890s fashion#digital drawing#digital art#gold
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So for some reason, I couldn't find the second half to this anywhere at all even though I was pretty sure I had posted both parts. But I needed it to be on Tumblr So that I could have access to a larger version of the drawing. So now you get to see it a second time. Lol.
#nlyog#fanfiction#fanfic#comic#digital art#digital drawing#steven universe#su#blue moon quartz#poudretteite
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Letters from Erik Satie to Emma Debussy in 1915 and 1917.
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Uwaaaaaa!!! So amazing!! I never thought of seeing the two together like this!!! *o*
Thank youuuu!!
Happy Birthday to my amazing friend Smore! (@vonsmore ) The pink one is, of course, the Iconic gem known as Poudretteite (her character)! Now, I bet you’re wondering why Peridot is here?
Well, I remembered that scene where Poudretteite mentions liking Peridots and I just imagine their friendship would be just amazing? Iconic?? I dont know! But it’s sad that they’ll probably never meet T-T
But I couldn’t resist drawing the two precious gems uwu
I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER
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A grand (slightly early) Happy Birthday to my good friend VonSmore!!!
Pictured above- the incredibly creepy mad scientist Gem- Poudretteite from Vonsmore’s fanfic: “No Longer Your Own Gem”…
…and a fancy duck wearing a monocle, suit, and top hat!
For anyone who is curious- the idea for my own fanfic: “The Crystal Ducks” was created while discussing ducks with VonSmore! So if anyone likes “Crystal Ducks”…yup! That’s how it came to be!
Happy Birthday VonSmore!!!!
XD
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Each character got their own illustration! (So, I'm not trying to say Poudretteite looks fatter than she's supposed to, but Poudretteite looks fatter than she's supposed to. Lol.)
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“It is.. TOO TIGHT!”
The alien cried out, unable to squeeze her way out of the tight clothing.
“Well it has to be tight, dear! It would defeat the point of a corset if it was not compressing your stomach region in."
"You actually.. Wear this every day?”
“I have no choice. If I want a bright future, I must wear this along with my bustle. Are you ready to try that on too?”
“Absolutely not. That thing looks ridiculous! This whole outfit is ridiculous!”
“You are only wearing the corset and base layers though! You still need the crinoline, the bustle, and the outer dress!”
“No way! I am already wearing enough of these pathetic layers! And besides.. there is no way I am wrapping a cage around my legs!”
The young lady silently laughed.
“I will not deny, I have to agree. It is ridiculous.
Are you not the one who said they wanted to dress like I do?”
“I… I did say that, yes, but I had no knowledge that it was this uncomfortable! Why would you ever want to wear this!?”
“For the sake of my future, I have to wear it. I must endure the pain.”
“Why? What is there stopping you from receiving the future you desire?”
“Marriage. Whether I want to or not, I have to get married one day. You said where you are from, your kind were assigned jobs only those of that specific kind did, correct? On.. Umm.. Dwelling World?”
“Homeworld.”
“Oh dear. My mistake. Just as you had your assigned job, this is my assigned job. My parents have told me my only job in life is to maintain a proper appearance and find a husband.”
“But this is not Homeworld! In the midst of a maze, running in an endless circle, letting the desire of reality fall into a dream, why do you adhere to those who gave you life?”
“Just like your planet, I have no say in what I do. I am still nothing more than a child.
By the time we develop the voice to speak out our true desires, everything will have already played out before our very eyes.”
“That is..”
“Do not worry. One day I will break free from the cage I wear everyday. Just.. Not yet.. As of now, my voice is too silent..”
The alien stared up, unsure of what to say, or how to help.
“Let.. Let me try on the cage.”
“Are you sure? You do not have to!”
“Let me! I want to better understand this pain.”
(I’m going to be honest, I have no freaking clue if it’s called a crinoline or a bustle. No matter how much research I did, both came up under the same name.
So I’m assuming crinolines are the cage part, and the bustle is the part that makes the butt look big. (WHICH IS SO STUPID IN MY OPINION!)
This was my first time drawing the cage part. Was brutal, but fun!)
#nlyog#fanfic#fanfiction#historical#digital drawing#digital art#steven universe#su#corset#historical dress
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“Une belle qu'elle était.
Avec les yeux de la couleur des émeraudes, et une beauté semblable à la fleur, elle a été nommé d'après, elle a été sans aucun doute captivante.
C'est le jour où j'ai vraiment appris ce que c'était de se sentir jalousement.
Mais bien sûr, comment pourrais-je pas? Elle était si merveilleusement gentille, tu ne pouvais pas t'empêcher de vouloir être comme elle.”
(Thank you Google and Bing Translaters. LOL!)
So yeah, just my personal opinion, but I find the dresses from this character’s time period SO. FREAKING. UGLY. I think I just hate the whole crinolines making their butts rise so high.
Just my personal opinion though. Haha!
So yeah, she doesn’t wear a crinoline. Just petticoats! Cause my baby is NOT having that stupid butt rise. Even if it’s historically inaccurate not to have one. No. No. NO! >.>
Well, maybe she is wearing a crinoline to get that dress shape. BUT SHE ISN’T WEARING THE KIND WITH THE STUPID BUTT RISE!
#nlyog#fanfic#fanfiction#historical#french#i don't know french lol#crinolines are pure evil#fancy fashion
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(Maurice)
There he is again.
You see that child? He's starving.
You dare not feed him, for that would cost you money in which you lack.
He looks to you with eyes full of hope, but you ignore him. For you do not have the money to feed anyone other than yourself.
You continue about your day and walk away.
His eyes remain hopeful.
---
You see him again. He's grabbing at people, trying to get them to give him money. What a fool.
Why won't he speak?
They push him away. No one helps him. Of course they won't. Neither will you. Remember, you barely have money to pay for yourself.
The glimmer in his eyes remains.
---
Do you see him?
It appears he's resorting to stealing, how lowly.
In his hands was a small baguette in which he gripped tightly.
He runs off before the angry shopkeeper can catch him. His eyes are losing their sparkle.
---
Seeing starving children wasn't abnormal, many parents abandoned their kids, unable to afford to care for them. Though many onlookers would pass by and feed these children.
Nobody acknowledges this one. Rumor has it he's cursed. He brings misfortune to those around him. He has no voice, and might take yours away too.
You shouldn't make eye contact with him.
---
There he is, but he isn't doing anything.
He isn't speaking. He isn't bothering anyone. He isn't even stealing anymore. He sits hidden away in an unknown crevice between buildings. Staring at nothing more than the walls.
Goodness. How his eyes have lost their glimmer.
He looks like he's going to die. He doesn't even have the strength to lift his arms up. But nobody cares. Nobody approaches him.
---
You don't see him and think for a moment he finally died. But no, he's not dead, he's in the exact same spot, not having moved an inch. Still as lifeless as before.
There's someone else there.
She doesn't look human. She appears to be an otherworldly being, a lovely one at that. With eyes the color of a sunset, and dressed unusually ornate. Perhaps showing too much skin, but still fair and lovely. She's crying and cradling him closely. Why is she so emotional? Why is someone like her near him? Does she not know the hearsay?
Nontheless, his eyes store a little bit of hope.
---
Oh dear. It finally happened. The child is gone from the crevice. Someone must have disposed of his corpse.
You lower your head in sadness, knowing the unfortunate fate of the child who most likely never deserved such a death.
---
Days pass. Every time you walk by that crevice, you look back. Though of course, there he no longer resides.
The crevice is now empty just as it should have always been.
---
What a surprise! You see the child again! But he looks much different than before.
To start, he's not dead. Rather, he looks more lively. There's a bounce in his step like never before, and a smile one would not expect from such a child.
He's no longer deathly thin. In fact, you can tell someone has been feeding him well. He looks like a healthy child for once.
He's holding hands with someone.
It's the mysterious lady from before. The lady who shed so many tears for this child. They both look truly happy.
He throws many arm gestures to her, and she tilts her head as if attempting to understand them. To your surprise, it appears she actually does.
A delighted smile was shown, and a warm hug was received.
The glimmer in his eyes was stronger than ever before.
---
You couldn't be his hero, no, but at least he found one.
#poem#is it a poem?#historic#children#child abuse#starvation#isolation#bonding#free form#they're like a mother and son#nlyog#fanfic#fanfiction#happy ending#su#steven universe#it's for a su fanfic
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"Sometimes, I wish the ability to time travel was real."
To go back to when things were okay, when I could look forward to each and every day.
I would seperate myself from those I love; my friends, my family, all of the above.
They would probably ask me what it is I am doing, but I dare not say what it is or why. I bring misfortune wherever I go, no matter what I do, everyone around me will die.
Breaking, Decomposing, Murder.
There is no end to it, the pain is too much to bear.
Abandonment, Solitude, Insanity.
It is so painful, so very painful, like an endless pit of despair.
Perhaps if you had worked accordingly, they could all remain whole.
Perhaps if you had kept your distance from "him", he could have found true happiness.
Perhaps if you were not the way you are, everyone could be happy.
I have made so many mistakes, I wish I could wipe away the blood covered stains, erase it into a blank canvas white as snow.
But of course, that is impossible. Even I know.
But that is okay, I have grown used to loneliness
If I keep my distance, nobody else will feel pain derived from me.
Stay away from the hideous creature I am that you see.
A walking corpse I am, broken in many ways.
My mind slowly corrupts, becoming nothing more than an impossible maze.
Yes, this is okay. I have nowhere I belong. Here alone, I will stay.
In an array of isolation and a distorted mind, I am left alone desiring nothing but the ability to rewind."
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Though here is a confession. Poudretteite is too tiny to be that high up with them.
So I have decided she is secretly standing on a stool! *w*
Ammolite, Poudretteite, and Blue Moon Quartz!
I find it hilarious knowing someone so tiny made two people who are extremely tall.
#nlyog#no longer your own gem#poudretteite#ammolite#blue moon quartz#blue moon#steven universe#su#fanfiction#fanfic#mon amour#height difference#hahaha#poudretteite is so freaking tiny#digital art#digital drawing
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Ammolite, Poudretteite, and Blue Moon Quartz! I find it hilarious knowing someone so tiny made two people who are extremely tall.
#NLyoG#No Longer your own Gem#Poudretteite#Ammolite#Blue Moon Quartz#Blue Moon#steven universe#SU#fanfiction#fanfic#Mon Amour#height difference#hahaha#Poudretteite is so freaking tiny#digital art#digital drawing
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I really liked the illustrations for this chapter! •w•
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12385653/chapters/28178412
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"Mon Amour, oh Mon Amour. Can my voice no longer reach you?" Testing.. Testing.. I have no clue how secondary accounts work. Lol.
#NLyoG#Fanfiction#Fanfic#Illustration#digital drawing#digital art#pink and blue#steven universe#SU#Mon Amour#My Love#testing#I hope I did this right lol
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