Valentines Day 2023

since i have no confidents on following the anime artstyle i just thought of drawing how Renee react in certain situations in the chibi scenes

Overblot fashion part2! Now including everyone plus some updates to their old designs! 💞

Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D

I'm still working on inking the final few pages (plus a whole lot of coloring), so I'll miss my Halloween deadline, but here's a quick preview of what I've got cooking!

Made a quick tutorial on how I do Kremy's head for the peeps from the official avantris discord and now Imma share it here too :3

i was inspired by a fanfic from deviantart. The reader is iruma’s sibling n since iruma has kalego as his familiar, the reader get’s Opera as their. i love it.

link to the fanfic:https://www.deviantart.com/pikablaze/art/Welcome-to-Demon-School-Y-N-chan-Chapter-2-816508734

Oh my god is finally happen. Thank u dear for writing the scenes!

Little Cherubi, Where Are You Off To?

Summary: An incident in the alchemy lab caused Phoebe to be turned into… a Cherubi? With no antidote for the effects, the students have to look after their little, walking fruit friend.

[Story Under the Cut]

“Careful with that, Deuce! Just make sure to pour TWO drops alright? Two!”

“Shut up, Ace! I’m trying to concentrate!”

Deuce hissed at the red head as he carefully kept his arm stiff as a branch as his eyes locked on to the neck of the bottle, making sure the liquid was slowly inching closer to the rim.

‘(Almost there!)’

*DRIP!*

‘(That’s one! Now just one more…)’

“Watch out!”

*BUMP!*

A student bumped into Deuce by accident trying to avoid being splashed by the contents of the cauldron when it started bubbling aggressively.

The whole bottle was dropped into the cauldron and now THEIR cauldron is acting up. It started to foam and fizzle before the cauldron started to shake as if it was under an earthquake.

“You guys, duck!”

Phoebe grabbed onto Deuce and Ace’s lab coats and pulled downwards as fast as she could.

*BOOM!*

Pink and green foam exploded everywhere! Luckily for the brain cell duo, they were saved from the substance but…

“Agh! Henchman!” Grimm shrieked.

Phoebe wasn’t as lucky, the potion spilled all over her. She’s probably drenched by now!

“Out of the way puppies! Ace, Deuce, You’ll be reprimanded later but for now we need to get the child out of that foam!”

Crewel orders the students with a stern glare. They wasted no time in using the empty cauldrons to scoop out the foam away while others use mops.

But when they got to where Phoebe was supposed to be, all they saw was a lab coat on the floor but the girl was nowhere in sight.

Deuce dropped to his knees in despair.

“I MELTED HER! I’M A MONSTER-“

Deuce lets out a wail as he pounds a fist into the ground.

Ace stood there in shock, actually thinking that the accident really did kill off Phoebe when his eyes spotted a lump under the lab coat that started to wriggle.

Everyone in the room held their breaths as the lump struggled to wriggle its way out of the large clothing. When it finally managed to free itself, it paused and looked around in confusion.

“What in Great Seven-“

Crewel gasped as his put a red gloved hand to cover his mouth that was agape in shock.

It was a small little pink cherry with two large leaves with a smaller cherry attached to the stem, it exerted itself to walk on its two stubby legs.

The creature’s golden-brown eyes blinked at the confused faces that started at it with awe and disbelief.

“Umm… what’s going on?”

“Ah, that voice is- Henchman is that you!?”

Grimm ran towards the cherry who stumbled backwards upon realizing the feline was way taller than it.

“Whoa, Grimm?! How did you get so tall?”

“What the heck, it is Phoebe!” Ace yelled out.

Deuce got up from the floor and picked up Phoebe, his eyes were blurry with tears but he didn’t give a damn right now. All that mattered was that Phoebe wasn’t melted!

“P-Phoebe! Thank the Seven, you’re alright! I didn’t know if I could live with myself when I thought I melted you-“

“MELTED!? IS THAT WHY I’M SO SHORT!?”

Deuce winced and put some distance between him and Phoebe when she shrieked.

Crewel snapped out of his daze and walked towards Deuce, he analyzed the situation that is currently out of hand.

First, there is a huge mess that needs to be cleaned up.

Second, the magicless beast tamer is now a sentient cherry.

He was going to need more whiskey to get through this. Pinching his forehead from frustration, he points to Ace and Deuce.

“Bad boys! You weren’t aware of your surroundings to take notice of oncoming trouble which lead to one of your fellow classmates turning into… THIS! I’ll have you both clean out the laboratory until it’s spotless, and then you will have to take care of Miss Phoebe until this potion wears off!”

The two boys winced at his tone but complied nonetheless. As for Phoebe, she was still confused as to what has become of her.

“Excuse me, can someone lend me a mirror?”

Crewel paused and seemed hesitant to comply.

“Puppy… I’m not sure you would want to see yourself right now…”

“Please?”

“… Alright”

Crewel pulls out a hand mirror from his coat (why he has one in his coat? Phoebe has no idea) and holds it to the girl’s level.

Phoebe got a good look at herself. At first, she was startled and slightly jumped in Deuce’s arms, but afterwards she recognized this form.

“Oh, Ho Oh, I’ve turned into a Cherubi!”

“A what?” Ace blinked.

“[BZZT! I can tell you what that is!]”

Dexter the Rotom conveniently flies out of Phoebe’s lab coat pocket and displayed a picture of a similar cherry creature on its screen.

“[Cherubi, the Cherry Pokémon. A Grass-type…

It nimbly dashes about to avoid getting pecked by bird Pokémon that would love to make off with its small, nutrient-rich storage ball. When the small ball is drained of nutrients, it shrivels to herald evolution. BZZT!]”

After that explanation, the screen turns back to display Rotom’s grin.

Even with an explanation, that poses more questions.

“How the heck can something like this turn a human into… that?!”

Ace was tempted to rip his red locks off his head from the absurdity of this.

*CRACK!*

The sound of Crewel’s teaching stick echoes loudly in the room that alerted everyone into silence.

“This is no time for questions when you two have a lab to clean! For now, I’ll take Miss Phoebe with me, you two can have her back when you’ve finished”

‘(Somehow it feels like I’m demoted to a pet when he said that)’, Phoebe deadpanned.

She had no choice but to sink into Crewel’s really soft fur coat as he ushers almost everyone out before he leaves the room himself, Grimm and Dexter follow him in tow.

“Now, pup. Do you feel any pain? Anything uncomfortable in that… pink, spherical body of yours?”

Crewel’s gaze held concern as he looked at Phoebe’s unfortunate predicament. Though he would have to admit, it was kind of cute to see her pudgy little legs try to turn around only to stumble onto her bum.

But that’s a thought he’ll keep to himself.

From the looks of it, she seems to be fine. Her expression doesn’t show any signs of pain, though it’s hard to deduce that from a fruit with only two beady eyes and a tiny smile.

“I kind of regret leaving Furret back at Ramshackle now, he would’ve gotten me away from that explosion mere moments!”

She sighs dejectedly as Grimm hopped onto the desk to curiously prod at her little cherry behind her leaf.

“This is kind of weird, you got two heads but one is way smaller and all it does is sleep! Is it edible-“

*SMACK!*

“Funya!?”

“Bad cat! What if that hurts her? Keep those paws to yourself, if you want cherries then go to Sam’s! He could sell you a whole variety!”

Grimm rubbed at his swollen paw where Crewel’s hand smacked him on. As the alchemy professor held the Cherubi securely in his hands.

‘(This feels kind of nice~! Is this how Furret feels when I carry him?)’

Phoebe unintentionally snuggled closer into Crewel’s arms that went unnoticed by the man who is keeping a sharp eye on the fire-breathing feline.

“Yo! Crewel, heard you got two lads on cleaning duty, what did they do-“

Speak of the devil, Vargas came into the staff room with his booming voice. But he paused when he saw the most absurd scene before him.

Crewel holding a large cherry while Grimm is pouting.

“What’s with that huge cherry? You planning to win a state fair or something?”

“No, the students ruined a potion but it exploded onto one of the students who were unable to evade it… this cherry is the student-“

“Huh?! They alright?” Vargas’ eyes widened in alarm.

“Yes, fortunately for her she is now a sentient cherry monster… thing. So, we won’t have to worry about anyone accidentally eating her”

The moment Crewel said the word “her” Vargas immediately connected the dots and knew who he was referring to. For a muscle head, he can have his moments where he uses his actual head.

He stared at Phoebe who just blinked at him with her beady little eyes. The two blinked blankly at each other for a few moments before the burly man scooped up the Cherubi out of Crewel’s arm as he lightly tossed her into the air before catching her.

“Aww, look at you! You look like a plushy you’d win at the fair! Haha!”

“Vargas, give me my student! If you drop her, I swear to the Great Seven I will-”

“What is with the commotion here?”

The two men froze when they saw the icy professor of magic history entering the staff room.

Trein entered the room with Lucius in hand, his face held a stare that could only express what he thinks of the scene unfolding before him.

‘(What childish nonsense…)’, he huffs at them as he rolled his eyes.

Lucius locked his eyes on Phoebe who tensed up when she noticed that his eyes were dilated. That could only mean one thing…

“Uh oh…”

Lucius got out of Trein’s grip and pounced on her, claws out and all.

“MREOW!”

“Lucius!? Stop that!”

“Mozus Trein, get that furball away from my student!”

“Student?! Crewel what happened-“

“Henchman, let’s skedaddle outta here before you end up a puree! Funya!”

It was pure chaos, Grimm held Phoebe in his paws as he ran as fast as his hind legs could carry him out into the hallway as a commotion happened in the faculty.

Crewel’s protective instincts over Phoebe made him move to grab Lucius, unfortunately he grabbed the cat’s tail which prompted the feline to howl from the grip.

Trein, acting on his parental instincts over Lucius, smacked the back of Crewel’s head with a book to get him to release his poor cat’s tail.

“Crewel! Get your mitts off my Lucius!”

“Your cat just tried to dice my student, Trein! You keep him in line or I’ll buy a cage from Animazon and put him in time out!”

“Don’t you DARE-!”

Vargas just side stepped their argument and left. He wasn’t going to deal with two of the strictest, educational tyrants in the college. And forget trying to break up the fight, even for a man who takes pride in his muscles, he at least knows when to use them.

This is clearly not a good time to use them.

Grimm slumped down onto the ground to catch his breath as he plops Phoebe down on the floor. Running would have been faster if he was doing it on all fours but he had to make sure there was a good enough distance between him and Lucius.

“We ought to find Ace and Deuce back in the laboratory but… that would mean going past the staff room again…” Phoebe sighed in dismay.

“And we’re not going to risk meeting that furball again! I say we just head back to Ramshackle, Dexter can just send them a message, right?”

“That WOULD be ideal… if only Dexter wasn’t left in the staff room. And it probably flew off somewhere so there’s no point in trying to retrieve the phone now.”

“Tsk, whatever. We can just use the rest of the time to have fun instead! I was getting bored in class anyway so now I wanna play, Nyeheh!”

Without even giving her a chance to refuse, he held her and trotted off to anywhere he felt like going.

But soon Grimm was having a hard time holding Phoebe in his paws as it was tiring to just carry her around like this. In a stroke of genius, he took off his ribbon and tied her on his back like you would a cargo.

“The great Grimm is a genius! This way I won’t get tired from carrying you, henchman!”

“Yeah, good for you but can’t you adjust the ribbon a bit? My eyes are covered!”

“Nah, it’ll be fine!”

It wasn’t fine. The ride was so bumpy from running on all fours that Phoebe swears that if she vomits right now it would probably come out as cherry jam.

Chunky cherry jam.

The students in the hallway stopped for a moment to process what they were seeing. Grimm, that cat monster has a large cherry tied to his back. They paid it no mind because they thought it was just that, a big ol’ cherry.

Phoebe felt her insides tumble as Grimm climbed a tree to get some apples. She was seeing stars from the vertigo.

“Huh? What’s with the cherry Grimm?”

She heard a voice but it didn’t sound like anyone she knows among the NRC students.

Forcing herself to wriggle the ribbon off her eyes a bit then she proceeded to look down she didn’t expect to see Furret, but where was the voice coming from?

“Wait, why does that cherry smell like my trainer?”

It was Furret that was talking!

Phoebe looked shocked but she guessed that because she’s a Pokémon now, she can understand Pokémon speech.

“Furret, it’s me Phoebe! A lab accident turned me into this!”

Furret blinked twice before his jaw was agape from the realization. It all came together because not only does this Cherubi smells like Phoebe, the eye color was not dark red like a Cherubi would usually have.

The eye color was golden brown like Phoebe’s.

Furret hurriedly climbed the tree and grabbed the ribbon to drag Grimm and Phoebe to the ground. The cat is protesting but Furret’s priority is getting his trainer out of that dangerous height.

Untying the ribbon and haphazardly tossing it to Grimm as he checks over Phoebe.

“Those potion things in this world are very strange… And it’s odd to see you this small, trainer.”

“Ugh… it’s been a long day Furret, I don’t know where Dexter is and I don’t know when this potion wears off! L-let’s just go back to Ramshackle, I’ve had enough!”

Phoebe slumps against Furret’s coils in exhaustion, Furret shoots a stern frown at Grimm’s direction but the cat was too busy tying his ribbon to notice.

“Well, you heard my trainer, Grimm. Let’s head back to Ramshackle”

Furret carefully walks on his hind legs while carrying Phoebe with Grimm grumbling as he followed.

To Be Continued…

warrior Penelope au because women in armor + holding swords >>>>

Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D

both of these voice by Faye Mata so here if they were fuse