Necessary evil

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Introduction post ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Welcome random users to my blog! You can call me ⊹₊ ⋆ Marshall ⊹₊ ⋆ I am: artist & adopter I'll be happy to try to find someone to trade art with or just make friends with. I draw my own things, characters and make a closed species ( private, it is in the process) I am an autistic person, so please do not use slang or ambiguous sentences, English is not my native language, so I most likely will not understand anything from what you write to me. My native language is Russian.

I am an adult, and there unpleasant content for minors here, but I am not sure that I will post it completely here, since I do not understand how censorship works here, but you may know that I draw nudity without subtext, just in case. I have an open ASK, including anonymous ones! I would be happy if you asked me something there -⟡ I draw oc, but maybe someday I will draw fanart (again), but this will be an exception, so do not subscribe for the sake of fanart, I am an oc artist I love purple and bats. As well as monsters/aliens/xenos/mlp ponies/ closed and open species/ anthro/ and try something new I cannot accept commissions for money, as there is no money transfer available in my country (I mean paypal and patreon for example). That's why I take trades and draw for characters or some other things! I really like Baldur's Gate 3 and cyberpunk, as well as games like bioshock and spore. Now I have a special fixation on my tav/urge from Baldur's Gate.

My TH: https://toyhou.se/MarshallEvil other sites are blocked in my country or there are none at all lol

I don't really understand how everything works here updated art and slightly corrected the text!

Let's get to know each other

You’re somewhere in the sky, so far above - A star you shine, but what’s the good? No light for love. Each night I keep my vigil by the pane, Eyes aching from the dark I search in vai

And here’s a sketch of Elpidia, the new fairy of memory. She’s from a family of chroniclers, yes, she’s at court, and yes, she’s the one who remembers everything Morariel would rather forget. They are close. Probably because oblivion and memory aren’t opposites just two sides of the same very tired medal

A sketch of Morariel for a pose study and corset glitter study (a slightly incorrect Enchantix without torso sleeves, because I need the arms)

Maybe life is lemons. Or maybe summer just decided to slip me oranges so I'd finally stop trying to figure out whether it's sour or sweet. Maybe I've never really known the difference between sour and sweet — I just ate whatever was given to me. To be honest, I already have everything I need: bitterness in my memories, a couple drops of sunlight, and the absolute certainty that by tomorrow morning, I'll have forgotten whether it was sour or sweet anyway.

-"The princess was raised like a jewel, polished to perfection. But on the day of her coronation, she noticed for the first time that inside, there had long been no facets left."

Alright, I need to start dropping the lore of my own characters here too, because Telegram is slowing down and blocking things. So here comes a wall of text with pictures. Maybe I'm creating cringe, but no one has forbidden me from doing it yet.

As a child, she didn't understand why her sisters and the court children could play while she had to study. She quickly learned to distinguish between genuine warmth and a perfunctory, polite smile. Between her father's pride and her mother's "you must be better."

By the age of twelve, Morariel knew etiquette better than any lady-in-waiting and had learned not to expect anyone to ask how she felt or what she wanted to do.

Like all fairies who received their Enchantix, she risked her own life. She didn't do it for the throne. She did it because it was the right thing to do. Because someone had to stop the disaster. Because she could.

Morariel returned by a miracle. Battered, exhausted, but alive.

She waited… for what? Pride? Praise?

All she got was a cold stare from her mother and father:

"The only heir to Mnemos. If you had died, the dynasty would have ended. You had no right to risk yourself."

After that conversation, Morariel withdrew even further. If before she had at least entertained the thought that she was valued as a person, now she knew for certain: she was valued only as a blood heir. Her power didn't matter. Her sacrifice didn't matter.

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And the one who stands guard over this silence knows: her gift can be both a curse and the last refuge for those who have nowhere else to bring their pain.

 Self-love is still love

Astra Septaria, The Bloody Concrescence

I mean, oh my god, I finally made my first female gacha pack adopts, a pack of adopts in general, and 10 characters in a row. This year started on the right foot!

Happy New Year by the way! Some recent pieces! 3/10 adopts of my fixation on Baldur Gate 3 my design for the "secret Santa" has one closed view. I was worried that the person wouldn't like it, but they liked it!

oh damn im here

"Don't wonder where Halloween disappeared. Wonder who still recalls it." Also belated Pumpkin Appreciation! I've finally wrapped up this sketch piece.