#MalVa AU

[madychi]

:] have another one of my steven universe au’s

Time Heals AU

(Imma be focusing primarily on this and the Maria Lives au for a while :] )

[threepoint14art]

cosa que me encontre en twitter :9

[3point14a]

jumpscare!!! ¡Un monton de lineas incomprensibles con todos los niños base de fnafhs!

me encanta esta wea se ve tan terrible

las capas por separado aca lmao ToT

bugs when you lift up their rocks

EDIT: ARREGLE EL DESAGRADO. LAMENTO IMPLICAR QUE NO TE LLEVAS CON TU PRIMA GOLDEN. SI QUIERES ME PUEDES DISPARAR EN UN CALLEJON OSCURO

[loopscereal]

feliz cumpleaños a estos pendejossss. (son gemelos en mi cabeza)

[swemtpotamtam]

decided to draw Nico's parents in the dnd au! Adam is an orc and Malva is a tiefling

[vihola]

She is going through it

[rosiespokemontwitterau]

Woop woop, that’s the sound of da police. (ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

[toiletphotoshoot]

*coughs him up and throws his sorry ass in the nearest dumpster*

[katt-sports]

Y'all I made a Pokémon Infection AU

The rest of the details will be below. Be warned: some of it is pretty gruesome, but no graphic imagery, just descriptions.

[skekheck]

Seeing stuff from my MalVa AU gain traction again is nice to see. Really hoping motivation comes back so I can actually work on that again. I still want to make stuff for it.

[toky502]

MALVA (Fan art) HORROR DUST 1 + [Wallpaper]

Some fan arts something old and at the same time new to start the new year! 💜 see you, greetings! TOKY! ♥️✨

The character were created by.. @annite-art

[adriansvetozaroff]

Before the Flare. One of the first meetings of the future team. A quick sketch.

[threepoint14art]

redraw de idol duo porque los quiero mucho

El pelo largo de la niña antes de que le agarrará el lore </3

[loopscereal]

dibuje este boceto de eddo en mi estilo estilo :3

lets go lesbians!!!

[cheemken]

Villain Diantha au

Chapter One: Queen's Orders

With a grunt, Chesnaught had fallen down, face first as his shield dissipated and his arms limp on his sides. There was a brief moment of silence, a brief moment to let the dust and flames and ice settle, before the buzzing of the screen showing their battle data had finally blacked out the challenger's face as his final pokemon got knocked out. Her own form on the screen, the word "winner" in front, and she huffed out a smile, heading towards the challenger.

"That was quite a battle, was it not? You did really well!" Came her gentle voice, soft and so angelic, she had her hand out for a shake, to which the trainer took. "Calem, right?"

"Yes," he breathed out, recalling Chesnaught back to his PokeBall, and taking her hand. "Diantha, right?" He shot back with his own sheepish laugh. "I never knew how strong you were, then again you're not the champion for nothing."

A giggle escaped her lips, hand covering her mouth, "but of course!" Then her look became somber, "you're the same trainer who stopped Lysandre, for that I am grateful. I do apologize, I came in rather late." Rubbing the back of her neck, her eyes drifted to her Gardevoir, reverting back to her original form, and standing by her side. "We got a bit busy trying to stop Flare on the way to Geosenge."

"Oh, it's alright, champ!" He quickly said, arms raised, "we were just worried that maybe you got hurt too, good thing you're okay," smiling at her, he beamed brighter when she smiled back, and he put his hands in his pockets. "But uh," awkwardly, his weight shifted from one foot to another, "what did… happen to him?"

Diantha's features were crestfallen, a hand on her chest as she looked away, almost shamefully. "Alas, dear boy, he refused my help. Told me he'd rather die than to live in this world." A shaky breath left her lips and she then looked at him, a sadness running through her. "I escaped just in time, thanks to Gardevoir, then I looked for him through the rubble, through the mess, but sadly I couldn't find him. Maybe… Yveltal had really taken him." A sigh, then she placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, "but you needn't worry about him, darling. That's the consequences of his own actions, and perhaps even our good Lord Arceus knows he's too dangerous to be kept in our already beautiful world." 

Calem nodded. "Yeah, maybe you're right…"

She hummed, "you shouldn't be troubled by this further, my dear. Young trainers like you shouldn't even be in this mess," shaking her head, she walked with him across the makeshift battlefield, "rest assured, the Kalos League will be thorough on the mission of finding every last member of Flare, and making sure they won't reignite their own organization." She turned to him, a determined look in her eyes, "I promise you. For the future of young trainers like yourself, nothing like this will ever happen again."

This time, he nodded with enthusiasm, "thank you," he said, then added, "but, if you guys ever need help to cover more ground, just tell me! My friends and I will help you guys out!"

She smiled, thankful, "that is much appreciated, my darling."

On the way out of the Champion's Chamber, the members of the Elite Four were already waiting outside their own chambers, seeing Diantha's smile and Calem's resigned look, they figured who won that battle, to no surprise. 

"You did well, young one!" Drasna had said, pulling Calem into a hug, giving him a hearty pat in the back, making the young trainer crunch forward. "But seems our dear Diantha managed to pull her weight and more," she laughed, and Calem saw Wikstrom give him a curt nod in acknowledgement. "Better luck next time, my boy" she gave him a smile, patting his back once more. 

"Thanks," Calem rubbed the back of his neck, "who knows, maybe next time I'll actually be the Champion," he chuckled, and the Dragon specialist gave him a thumbs up of her own, quite charming in her own way. 

"I'll be looking forward to that, then," their own Champion cut in, "battling you was quite exciting, full of action, it got me at the edge of my seat! It reminds me of those Riolu Man movies." A chuckle, and Drasna laughed along, how Diantha loved those cheesy action movies. 

"I guess so," he laughed. "Well, I'll be heading home, my team needs a well deserved break too. Though I might head to Lumiose for a bit too, Serena called me and asked me to help her with something." He absentmindedly said to himself.

"Lumiose… you're heading to Lumiose?" Diantha asked, raising a brow, to which Calem nodded. "Oh, then, will you do me a favour and check in on my dearest brother on the way?"

"Your brother?"

"Yes. The one who gave you that Chesnaught, or perhaps he gave it as a Chespin to you," she giggled, "oh, perhaps you know him more as Professor Sycamore."

"The professor?" Taken aback, his eyes widened, "you're related to the professor?"

Giggling once more, she boasted, "yes, don't you see the resemblance?" And she made gestures with her hand, an arrogant look on her face, a smirk gracing her lips. Yep, she's the professor's sister, alright.

"Yes, I see the resemblance now," he laughed, and adjusted his hat, "sure, I'll send him your regards, champ!"

"Thank you, Calem."

Watching the young trainer leave the Kalos League, Siebold finally spoke. "So, that's the trainer with Xerneas. I never thought I'd see such a Pokemon in battle."

"Majestic, isn't it." Diantha hummed, her voice quieting down, arms folded across her chest, "to witness such a power first hand…"

"Yet you managed to defeat it." He looked at her, his steel blue eyes catching her own crystal ones, he may not show as much emotions as the rest, but she knows he's impressed. "Truly befitting of the title of Grand Duchess," he shook his head with a small smile. "You're something else, Diantha."

"I try," she gave him a small smile in return as well, then her eyes became downcast, "yet I wonder about Yveltal…"

"I worry about it too." Wikstrom spoke, "from what I heard from Korrina and Grant that young Calem couldn't capture it for some reason. What if it's still out there?"

"We'll find it, don't worry." Diantha cut in, her voice tight, brows furrowed, "I made a promise to Calem that we'll find every last member of Flare. Execute them if we must." A sudden chill within the room. "We'll find the one handling Yveltal and we'll take it from them, no more will Flare return. Nothing like this will happen again." Muttering to herself, she added, "I'll make sure of it." 

With the sudden shift of mood from their Champion, the Elites could only nod in agreement. Well, almost all of them. Malva was surprisingly quiet, and it didn't go unnoticed by the others, yet they believe it's best to not push her off the current topic, they know she has enough bite in her bark.

"We can start the search now, the sooner we start the sooner we'll find them, and the sooner it'll be over," Diantha added, arms now folded behind her back, stepping forward, following Calem's route out the League. Before leaving, she glanced back at the Elites, her eyes half lidded, truly a terrifying sight. "Find them. By the end of today there better be no more members of Flare roaming freely in the streets of Kalos."

And like obedient knights to their queen, three of the Elites nodded and bowed to her command, heading out before her for their own search. Left with her was Malva, and Diantha could only look at her with what seemed like a desperate plea in her eyes. 

"Just this once, Malva, please. I'm counting on you too." And finally she left, leaving Malva in the League, the Fire specialist glaring at her as Diantha called out her Hawlucha. 

[vihola]

Continuing my tradition of giving giant swords to smol characters