im the only lesbian art blog

the title is a joke lesbian (sexuality), lesbian (gender), they/them ae/aer i do not take requests. just commission me baby YOU CAN TAG ALL MY ART WITH KIN/ME/ID!!! EVEN IF ITS MY OWN OC!!! OR EVEN MY SELF INSERT/SONA!!! DO IT!!!!!!!! I SUPPORT YOUR KINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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commission info:

$5: simple/linepaint icons

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$10: complicated icons

$15: busts, more complicated paintings

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$20: fullbodies and complicated paintings

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payment is only through paypal. if you want to pay me more, go ahead i will love you forever.

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ana!!!! kalvaxus' daughter via a fling he had w/ the weirdly hot and mean high elf janitor. knew basically nothing about her dad until he was killed in her freshman year at aguefort. has an adventuring party of 3 who are extremely dedicated to learning how to beat the shit out of singular but massive monsters (dragons, for instance). after hearing how awful her dad was, ana becomes a little obsessed with making sure dragons like her dad cant get away with hurting people. lesbian. had a very (one sided) homoromantic Moment with Antiope Jones in Sophmore Year and has been quietly in love w her ever since. met only one of the bad kids once and thought kristen was so weird that shes been avoiding all of them ever since. her mom is one of gilears very distant cousins. very charismatic, very strong, pretty average elsewhere and absolutely awful at common sense and runs into things blindly constantly. was dedicated to bahamut in freshman year but after getting her Wait Dragons Suck awakening she broke that oath and has been sapping power from bahamut without her input ever since. does exactly two extracurriculars and thats the aguefort wrestling team and the gardening club (which her party members are also in and dragged her into as well).

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workin on some more sketches of my little guys! top left is Dahliabriar (again I love her), to her right is The Soft Warmth (spirit, name unknown), and one of The Crone's two siblings Spore!

unseen layers mainly include the 1 billion sketch layers as i desperately try to learn how to draw cats well. the orbs are my shading colors but i havent shaded yet alas.

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The Crone Briar and her apprentice, Dahlia circa generation 0.1.

The Crone is almost 200 moons here, and Dahlia is around 30.

The Crone and Briar star in my first short story a post down on this blog ⭐⭐

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You get stuck in a lift with a tma main character, which one? (Please put why in the tags)

jonathan "I could be on drugs" sims

Martin Kartin blackwood

Sasha James??

Timothy Stoker

Alice "Daisy" tonner

basira fuck you hussain

Georgie barker loml

Melanie "knives" king

Elias Bouchard

Voting ended onDec 9, 2023

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Moon 402...

WHAT HAPPENED HERE?

SPORE -- TROUBLESOME 1 MOON OLD TOM -- CURIOUS KIT

WHISPER -- KNOW-IT-ALL 1 MOON OLD MOLLY -- DISTANT KIT

RUBBLE -- SWEET 1 MOON OLD MOLLY -- PLAYFUL KIT

Heavier by the day but suddenly not lacking responsibilities, Lex licked each of her adopted kits gently before she slunk away into the darkness. The kits had been growing like weeds in the quiet seclusion between the halves of the mountain.

Spore had taken to rooting around in an odd old den with a small garden somehow thriving within, nibbling at plants and spitting out all the gross ones. Most were gross. One was very fun to chew but he didn't particularly want to gobble it all up. Maybe if he saved some of the bits of the plant, he could get more later!!!! He's such a genius.

Whisper and Rubble seemed inseparable. Wherever one would run, the other would tumble after. They had invented a few games, like batting around balls of moss and wrestling. It just felt right, in some ways, to barrel each other over and giggle. They did feel like they had to fill the heavy silence that blanketed most nights out here, or the quiet would encroach and drive them mad. Or it was just more fun to be loud.

Tonight, while Lex is away, Spore treads further than he had before. His sisters played in soft, yet gravely soil behind him as he digs around in oddly smelling dirt. Moss grows thick here, and he has to wrench clumps to the side to get access to the dirt below. He stops dead when he wrenches up a particularly heavy patch.

A skull. It does take the kit a bit to realize what it was--he had seen prey skulls by now, of course, Lex loved to teach them how to get the most out of even a single piece of prey--but this one was big. Bigger than his head. The size was around his mothers' head, really, but what prey would be that size? He steps closer, into the oddly tight little gorge, and all at once as he looks across the walls it hits him.

A cat. This is a cat's skull. And beside it, a cat's bone. Across the walls in this gully are a thousand scratch marks, like battles were fought and people lost here. This wasn't even the main entrypoint to the camp--this was a side way that just lead to a sheer drop! Who was killed here? How?

The kit moves back, slowly, step by step, and barrels into his sisters. It's wordless--they know he's upset. So they both flop over him and pull him close. And okay sure, Whisper does nibble on his ears to get a rise outta him and Rubble keeps kicking his belly while trying to stop Whisper and now they're wrestling again now with Spore squished between them, but it's much better than seeing a dead guy alone. He's so preoccupied with that that he doesn't notice the stars start to gather around him, too.

Lex, in the distance, can't help feel like she's lived in these mountains for years. The paths seem so... familiar.

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THERE IS NO CLAN

It's been 400 moons since a clan fell here, in the shadows between a split mountain. A loner has arrived, and finds herself trapped as the liaison between the stars and the soil.

TINC updates whenever I can get to it!

You are allowed to ask both me and the characters questions!

Roster below:

"Leader":: Lex, 14 moon old playful molly. Good kitsitter.

Kits:: Whisper, 0 moon old know-it-all molly kit.

Rubble, 0 moon old sweet molly kit.

Spore, 0 moon old troublesome tomkit.

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hey hey! this is my clangen project and im super excited bc i have quite a few posts scripted and ready to bounce--

inspired by basically every clangen blog, but mainly @ashpaw-is-alone and @fog-and-the-frost !! very tasty art so why not attempt 2 grow to that

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Messy sketch of my baldurs gate 3 character :) her name is Cotte o' Canndey

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hellolo @mommyclan ... I offer: keenbeetle.

small, strong lady with dreams of making the first Cat Machine. still working on how to develop nails that aren't just sticks. in a one sided divorce--she was dedicated to a Daddyclan cat for most of her young warriorhood when the clans were one but he truly and genuinely never noticed she was even into him, so when he went off with anyone but her, she was like fine I'm divorcing you. and he was like we were dating? devastating but kinda funny

she/her... messy flirt, does Not listen to reason or any leader or deputy or anyone else. truly does not care either. does her own thing in her own messy way.

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My boy Crown Glinting in Brilliant Sunlight! The sadly imploded buddy of Shattering Glass; Broken Cage. Old man.

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heehoo. silly iterator oc Shattering Glass; Broken Cage. she has a local group I might doodle later !!

she's so :)

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lessa!!!! bug empyrex!!!!!!!

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oops. heres some art.

uhhhhh homosuck ocs. n two commissions. i like women.