Marhell

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She/They - Fr/Eng - Artist - Small gremlin born in the 90' DO NOT REPOST/use my art for NFT or AI https://linktr.ee/marhell

Jayce and Viktor be in love post canon. Viktor is upside down on a bed, naked and only cover by Jayce's blue and red blanket (you know THE blanket). His long hair with blond highlights (I love this on him) are falling down from the bed. He has some iridescents scars from the arcane and still has his left hand purple. Said hand is resting on Jayce's back to bring him closer. Jayce moves closer to Viktor for kiss him. He has some white lock of hair, thank to the Arcane spiting them out.
A book open, on a left page there is an illustration and on the right a text. Left page-Marhell and their bear are looking down a troll who coming out from under the bridge for collecting the toll. Marhell has a coin purse in their right hand, ther is wisps around their head. Right page-The invite distribution is almost done, just a few left whose recipients are waiting on the other side of the river, on the other side of the bridge. This bridge has for reputation to be the home of a particularly greedy Troll. Most people avoid this bridge, because of that. If you cross it but don’t have the money to pay the toll. Don’t worry, your firstborn or a little span of your life will be the perfect price to cross the bridge. Thankfully, the princess gifts the little messenger, a purse full of gold coins and jewels as a thanks for the invitation . It should be enough. No need to trade something far more precious just before the festivities.
In a manor dinning room, a little fae is sit at the table. They are stop eating and look in front of them with a blank stare while two vampires twin (a man and a woman) are by their side. The male vampire bare his fang ready to bite the Fae. His sister has the fae's arm in her hand, she already drink from it.
A book open, on a left page there is an illustration and on the right a text. Left page-A cursed princess at a window where a carved pumpkin is sitting on the ledge. She looks like a mix of human and dragon, four horns, yellow eyes with slit pupils, scales on her greenish skin and a dragon tail poking out of her red dress. She reachs for a floating invitation surrounded by wisps. Right page- There are rumors about this part of the forest, knights and princes enter it in search of glory and honor, never to be seen again. Some folk compare it to the Vale of No Return. The little Fae follows nervously the will-o’-the-wisp who directs them to the next recipient. It stops at the foot of an old dungeon. A voice coming from a window where a pumpkin sits on the ledge, warning them to leave if they want to stay alive. The Messenger presents themself. It’s when she appears at the window. The Spellbound Princess A princess cursed to be her own dragon, prisoner in this dungeon until someone free her. But no knights or princes seem to succeed and if the pile of armours, swords and skulls at the foot of the tower, indicated anything. They pay it by losing their lives. But with this invite, she’s gained one night outside this prison, without fear to harm anyone. One night of freedom.
A book open, on a left page there is an illustration and on the right a text. Left page-Marhell look up as a mushroom pixie "cup" their face. Both are looking in each other eyes. The pixie an amused smile on the face. Right page- It’s been a long time since the little Fae has come in this part of the Faërie. This is where most of the Pixies live, those tiny fairies tend to be mischievous. With their absence of wings, the little fae doesn’t want to be the subject of the mockeries of the Pixies. Thankfully, the recipient is not one who mocks them. She is part of the Mushroom fairy clan. They are less inclined to malice than the other pixies clan. That doesn't mean they don’t trick humans during their mushroom picking. They also put fairy rings outside of Faërie, mostly created during the equinoxes festivities. Be careful if you see a fairy ring, never enter it especially during Ostara, Samhain and Yule. Otherwise, you will disappear into Faërie. Never to be seen again.
A book open, on a left page there is an illustration and on the right a text. Left page-A humanoid toad open a magical sphere that liberates a magical projection of a night sky with shooting stars. The Astrologer and Marhell watch it with wonder. Marhell has a invite un their hand. Two toad are on them, one on their hat watching the projection and the other one their right shoulder, bored. Right page- Deep in the swamp, our little fae wanders to deliver an invite. It’s where its recipient lives. An astrologer, a strange and mysterious one. People call him, The Toad Astrologer. Is he a cursed prince who ran away too ashamed by his new appearance ? A witch’s familiar becoming more human after a failed experiment ? Or simply a really strange toad who can talk and has taken an interest in astrology ? Nobody knows his story but they come from all around the realm to ask him for advice. Did they get the answer they wanted ? No but his reading are never wrong either. Maybe he will do some on the night of Samhain.
A book open, on a left page there is an illustration and on the right a text. Left page-Marhell riding their bear familiar, dress in a outfit inspire by traditional breton constume, a hat with a big candle on it and a lantern in thei left hand. They pass through a forest to distribute invites for the Samhain fest. Will-o’-the-wisp flotting aroud them, they're the same color of the candle hat and the candle in the lantern. Right page- Every year for the Samhain festivities, a messenger is chosen for delivering the invitations. This year, a young fae has been chosen for the role of the Candlelit messenger. They don't know why, they live away from others and haven't been to the festivities before. You will always recognize the Candlelit messenger from other normal messengers even if they change every year. Light a candle, place it in a pumpkin or turnip, put it at your window or door. Maybe you will see the light of their lantern coming from afar, a bag full of invites on the hip, will-o’-the-wisp following. If you are lucky, you will receive an invite.
The prompt list for the Drawtober 2025, 1 month-6 prompts 1-5-Candlelit Messenger 6-10-Toad Astrologer 11-15-Mushroom Fairy 16-20-Spellbound-Princess 21-25-Troll Toll 26-31-Enchanted Masquerade
My character Captain Lark in his first moment of being Captain, sitting lost in his thought in his cabin after a fight. He has his right foot in bandage on a maps cover desk, a glass of alcohol no far. His shirt is cover of blood, he has two cuts (one above in eyebrow, the other under his eye) on his face, the rest of it is cover by his hair. Behind him, there is a bookselve with books, bottles, a terrestrial globe and a small chest. Beside it, there is a big chest cover partially by Lark's coat and barrel filled with rolled cards on the far left of the picture.
Lonán (He/They) a bard playing the lute and singing happily. He has pointed ears, red eyes, gray skin with freckles resembling small embers on his cheeks and nose. Her hair is long, darker gray with white ends, and is in a half ponytail. Behind him, there is leaves. He wear a white shirt, a blue waistcoat with yellow detail, a matching blue skirt-pant and a belt withflower embroidery in gold and silver thread. The border of the image is divided into several "boxes" with flowers (poppy, wisteria, forget-me-not) and stylized flames inside.
Work in progress of Viktor from S2 Arcane based on Primrose by Mucha. Herald Viktor smiling at the yellow flowers of the Commune. Background are references of the Commune (flowers field, stained glass of the commune entrance, The Gear)
Jaskier from S1 of The witcher, playing his luth, a buttercup flower behind his ear with dandelions and buttercups flying around him.
My persona (a little fae with a fluffy tail and pointy ears) wearing my clothes of the day. A dark grey thermo shirt, a velvet copper color overalls, pink sock on a thermo leggins (under the overalls) and a old yellow with gray and white bands whose use to belong to my dad (he gave it to me). I drag a grey-bluish blanket behind me than I use when I'm at my desk for warm.
A human kid and his alien friend playing with and alien space dog, while floating in space attach to a small spaceship.