This thought brought to you by the fact she was sleeping on my foot and when I tried to nudge her to move because I was getting pins and needles she side eyed me and dramatically flipped her head down and made me drag her off me

The good part about training my pibby when she was little that she's safe if I manhandle her is that handling any injury or soreness is very easy.

The bad part is that when she's feeling very lazy (read:more often than not) she very visibly just expects me to drag or carry her to move

My work might be out to stress me out but there's nothing quite as nice as a team bonding over unhealthy lunch choices where the healthiest lunch today was applesauce and coffee.
(Can you tell this is the first time in like 10 years I actually had a team I could bond with)

The title screen (minus logo) of See You Next Twilight, featuring a winking cowgirl, a man with long hair, and a man with emo hair on a painted background of a desert with a big, shining sun in the sky.

Digital illustration of my OC. She is a slender cat girl; her skin is light peach, and her hair is pink with green highlights and loosely tied in a long braid. She is wearing what looks to be a pop star's outfit, complete with a white bikini top, asymmetrical pants, and a gold belly chain. She is on her knees with one hand in the air, reaching up to some star-like light. the ribbons tied around her wrists flow through the air. A countless number of hands reach up towards her and the light she holds so easily. She smiles wide with reckless abandon, her eyes obscured.

digital painting illustration of Céline and Fogado from Fire Emblem: Engage. They are standing in the gazebo wearing casual clothing, and Céline has a sheer white shawl draped around her. They're gazing into each other's eyes with charged romantic passion, with Fogado sweeping Céline's hair away from her face, and Céline is leaning in for a kiss.

Digital painting of Felicia from Fire Emblem: Fates. She is dressed in her ice skater alternate outfit from Fire Emblem Heroes. She is smiling with her mouth wide open and her ponytail flows through the air behind her. Behind her is a bright blue sky.

Hi my name is Lola and it’s #PortfolioDay, I’m here to make art in a major way!

My expertise lies in creating evocative and exciting character-driven scenes, color and character design, and blending traditional techniques with digital.

Seeking short-term work in comics, games, or merch design!

Wouldn't this be supporting the lactose intolerant as it's violence against cheese 🤔

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Temporary cover for MELT: refrain, a novella (probably) releasing 1st June, 2026. The text is bold and looks a bit like it might bite, and the background is a red-and-dark-teal swirl like blood or the cross-section of an organ.

Book summary: "Ichorous Innovations was founded, ostensibly, sometime in the 1900s by René Louvell, a man determined to not only research, but build, a better life for people like himself—vampires, that is. Surely the specific year is on their company logo or something, but Hector can never remember it. He’s preoccupied with other, more important things, like the next time he’s going to get laid, the shockwaves up his arms when he cracks someone’s skull, or, most recently, hazy memories and the feeling of sharp glass being plucked from his forehead. And his boss-slash-paramour sending him on indefinite holiday only to call him back in two months later like nothing ever happened. And his boyfriend never being around because he’s busy at work. And his boyfriend’s boss being the one who put the glass in his face. It’s fine, though. René bankrolls his life and doesn’t ask too many questions… so long as Hector doesn’t ask any in return. The thickheaded façade is there for a reason; he can manage that, right? Morally grey corporate vampires in a semi-functional T4T polycule, or when your interpersonal life is also an organizational chart, or vampires in love (and other four-letter words), or trans freaks reinventing what it means to be alive. …and Aloysius is there, we guess. Multi-pov, non-linear, first in a series."

happy #TDoV, i'm vert, a queer 2S weirdo! i'm evil and trans and so is my work.

i do a lot of things on the internet, the newest of which is: publishing a book soon!

follow my itch and/or payhip storefronts for release announcements, and supporting me directly through patreon or kofi. 🩸✨

The thing is I can't figure out if I like it from the demo so if I have an ulterior motive then if I wind up not liking it it will still have been for a cause

Scale of one to ten how bad of an idea would it be to get tomolife primarily as inspiration to probably get back into writing fic (let's be real probably starting as absurd fic)

I think there was only one other I struggled with and thats just because I'm dumb. This one's actually hard and for no reason

modular character sheet from “a game in which”

it’s this goofy imaginative d&d alternative where character sheets are modular, so gameplay is open to however you wanna construct your character. randomize, swap, or exchange stats and items. made this with kids and ttrpg newbies in mind, check it out if you want to

shenyun.itch.io/the-game-in-...

For 30 days, Lanercost was swallowed by darkness. Ferris Gray watched the sky from his tower the same as he always had, and tried to ignore the howling coming from the floor below. He had seen the darkness now. It fell from the sky and calamity came with it, a natural hell to its new environment. Whether or not it wanted to cause all this death, pain, destruction, it had. And no one else knew. Fer wasn’t the heroic type. He didn’t have a weapon or the strength to fight. But he could have told the ones who did. He could have let them try to kill it. He waited for the sounds at the first floor of his little observatory to stop. With shaking legs he dropped down from the staircase he’d broken in the first week of the darkness. No tools, no instruments, no protection but for his plan. For 30 days, Lanercost was swallowed by darkness. And then, as suddenly as it began, it stopped. Gray had never been well-liked in town. His shirts were a little too expensive, he spent too much time looking at the sky, he never adjusted to their way of living. But after the darkness, their distaste tinged with fear. Dark shapes shifted behind his eyes as he spoke to them. His shadow twisted unnaturally whenever he helped with the rebuilding efforts. And worst of all, his attitude never changed. He was the same man he’d always been, and along with everyone else in Lanercost, he refused to acknowledge the new passenger inside of him.

my microfiction didn't win the contest so i will post it now.

"new homes"

Pokopia really enables some bizarre logic.
"I think I'll steal the walls off the S.S. Anne to rebuild homes" is something I said without a second thought.
(I'm sure it won't have any negative consequences...)

I explicitly feel like I'm missing a fave but at this point I give up (my9games.com/s/17f23979ff...)

I meant to put this on my xiv account. Fuck it it's been that kinda day

Medi - Goodra
Val- Lopunny
Arigh - Salamence

I don't know what I was expecting when I turned on the volume but admittedly it was not this 😂

Absolutely listen to the second part. The first part doesn't know what they're talking about.

😔🤝😔
Nothing stings more than carrying the raises as a rdm (I think my record is 14 raises in a boss) and not a single comm.

Yes :)

someday we'll linger writing by howl art by inari dimitri x ferdinand "A poor place to find a healer," Dimitri remarked idly, some of the bare humor he had wrested back from the pits of his personality showing through. "You'll be needing this?" He stepped closer, openly taking in the state of Ferdinand as he did so. Ferdinand reached out his good hand to accept the returned ointment, and cleared his throat. "My apologies for my state. I intended to address it before anyone caused a fuss." Dimitri tilted his head, considering. "No fuss necessary. I... had business here. In the... old classroom." He paused, and then nodded. Seemed that was the lie he'd be going with. "I may as well join you, since we're both here."

🧡💙 happy yaoimas! 💙🧡

i wrote some sweet dimitri/ferdinand where they put my wordcount to the test and remained as stubborn as ever. best of all, i had the honor of my spot art being illustrated by @calamariinari.bsky.social !

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Next time I say "hey what if I upped my cosplay game with something more difficult like I dunno full armor?" Flick me in the nose.

Gloves and arm armor in progress but ugh.

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hiya. my partner got laid off last week from the only consistent job in our house, so if you know of any open comms positions that match this description, feel free to drop a link or reply!

I made a ton of sketches so I can just color them when I'm stressed to, you know, soothe myself. The problem is that now I'm just 'Oh I'm too stressed to color.' pick a middle ground, brain, please 😐

I desperately want the AI bubble to burst already for so many reasons and among them is that I’m tired of feeling exasperated over people I otherwise respect and think are generally pretty sharp getting suckered into thinking the hype might be real

Without naming your job, tell me something you say over and over again at work.

"No, really, I PROMISE you that's not how that works"

Sigh. Yeah this tracks. Sorry to those who have to deal with me lol
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🥺 aw that's so sweet thank you

Oh no I would be perceived 😂