Updated my ‘Meet the Artist’ to reflect some recent changes. Still queer af, just trying to be more comfortable in my own skin.

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Updated my ‘Meet the Artist’ to reflect some recent changes. Still queer af, just trying to be more comfortable in my own skin.
To @alice-arty
HAPPY VERY VERY VERY LATE BIRTHDAY
Thank you for being one of the closest people I know on this platform. Thank you for your check ins on discord to make sure I'm doing okay. And thank you for just generally being such a comforting and warm artist in this community. From the bottom of my heart, I want you to know that you're an absolutely incredible friend. I appreciate the hell outta you. And I hope you had a fucking incredible birthday... whenever that was.
Thank you Fiona, this is amazing, I love this. :)
First a capybara, now this!
Featuring @lambinajam , who is looking to increase their flock.
I'm Still Myself
This is the third comic I've made in reference to my name. Really, I just think names are fascinating, and mine is no different. I think I'm more fixated on it because of what my name means for me. It's a choice I made for myself because it needed to be done, it's something that brings me joy. Names are great.
Tea for Moshi
The battle cry of every cat owner
I mean, look at this lazy git:
Thinking of them…
I forgot I drew this!
Now I want to play Halo again.
A Star Trek idea: A comedy sitcom where instead of a Vulcan on a mostly human ship it is a human on a mostly Vulcan ship
All the Vulcans are fiercely protective of the ‘fragile, illogical, prone-to-danger, smart, reckless little human’.
To make the human feel more accepted (as it is only logical) the Vulcans try to include aspects of terran culture in the ship’s day-to-day life, failing spectacularly at it.
The human loves them even more for it.
They’ll get better at celebrating the human’s birthday next year. It’s the thought that counts.
@jvlianbashir THAT’S A GOOD END TO THAT EPISODE THOUGH… the vulcans put together awful, bland decorations. they make a cake because it’s of “significant importance”. they go through the process of putting together this party and Studying this Human Ritual and the entire episode is setting up to what you KNOW will be a horrible result. they do a bad job!! then when the human’s birthday comes, and they reveal the off-the-mark, underwhelming looking birthday bash, the human just. starts crying. because they had no idea their crew would go through all this trouble to celebrate their birthday, and even put up DECORATIONS, or make a CAKE, and there’s a birthday card with extremely polite impersonal messages written and a hundred perfectly tidy signatures. and the vulcans are just standing around like “you appear upset. the Birthday Party was unsatisfactory”.
I would watch the fuck out of that
“Humans require regular physical contact to remain healthy. We have a weekly rotation for The Daily Shoulder Pat. Please inform us if this is insufficient contact, either in frequency, magnitude, or duration.”
Okay, I reblogged this because of how adorable it is, but then I started picturing McCoy as the sole human.
I would like to offer a counter argument.
Bones grumbled as he fumbled for the manual override for the cargo bay lights.
“Surprise!”
The word was not yelled so much as chanted as soon as the lights flickered on. Only Vulcans could breath so quietly that he wouldn’t hear three dozen of them laying in wait.
This had to be Jim’s fault. The cargo bay had been draped in black bunting and hung with “Happy 50th Birthday” and “Over the Hill” signs. Someone had replicated black balloons. Someone had sent pictures to the Vulcans. Jim.
Bones stood in amazement as the ship’s choral group sang an old 20th earth Happy Birthday song followed by a Vulcan chant of blessings as 50 ritual flames were kindled in his honor. They’d baked a cake. Baked, not replicated. Trimmed it in black icing with “Happy Birthday Bones” written on it and a couple of icing bones underneath.
A ritual dagger was pressed into his hands “you must cut the first piece.”
They were watching with that quiet tension that he’d learned to recognize as Vulcan anticipation. A handful of the younger crew members had managed to find spots at the front of the group and looked almost eager. It couldn’t be for the cake. Vulcans weren’t overly fond of sugary desserts.
Then he realized. Vulcans struggled to understand human frivolity but no one had a more highly tuned sense of ritual. Most of the crew had little experience with humans and were thrilled, in a quiet Vulcan way, the be able to participate in a human birthday ritual.
He cut the cake. No one turned down a slice. He watched as they took careful bites using their forks and contemplated the sugary sweetness. Then catching the eyes of one of the younger crew members, he picked up his slice with his fingers and bit into. The young Vulcan barely hesitated. He picked up his cake and bit it. Others saw and did the same. A group of young faces, smeared with black icing waited to see what he’d do next and he let out the first real laugh he’d managed since boarding the ship. A sigh of satisfaction ran through the crowd.
He was presented with a bottle of very excellent bourbon as a gift. Then instead of a birthday card, the ship’s captain unrolled a ceremonial scroll. Precise Vulcan calligraphy wished him a Happy 50th Birthday and the formal house stamps and signatures of the crew attested to their agreement to the statement. “Damn thing belongs in a museum” he muttered.
…In the fullness of time, the scroll found its way to the Space Museum on Earth as one of the few example of Vulcan ritual scrolls outside of Vulcan itself. The museum director on hearing a senior Vulcan ambassador describe his experience in the birthday ritual as a young crew member once asked why McCoy had been honored in this fashion. The ambassador had explained that only Kirk, one of the few humans to have heard about the Pon Farr ceremony (much less having participated in it) could have understood the importance of ritual to Vulcans how honored the Vulcans were to be asked to host such an important ritual for his friend McCoy as the “Over the Hill” Birthday celebration.*
*Scholars of the era debate whether James Kirk arranged the ceremony with this understanding of Vulcan ritual or whether he thought he was playing an enormous joke on his friend McCoy. Kirk never answered the question with anything more than a smile and a twinkle of his eye. Even after Kirk’s death, his husband Spock refused to bring any clarity to the matter.
When pranking your buddy goes so well it becomes a significant point in history and diplomacy
Oh, good lord! I loved this post already, but the Bones addition has killed me! I am deceased!
It's been a while since I've done one of these, but figured id made a meet the artist ~
I met the world’s most drunkest ally on the bus the other night.
The earrings in question…
I met the world’s most drunkest ally on the bus the other night.
Considering art has been done of DinLuke, would HanLuke be a possibility?
it's such a great concept, like luke and leia are so twins they even have the same bad taste in men
(commission info // patreon)
This week on structural racism the anime:
"But won't children be confused by all the LGBT-"
Yesterday I saw a mother with a baby carriage, being followed by a girl of about 4-6 years old on a bicycle. The kid started ringing her bike bell like RING RING RING RING RING RING RING, and the mother turned to look behind them to see whether they were being followed by a cyclist who desperately needs to pass them for the sake of everyone's safety.
And the little girl - who just rang the goddamn bell herself 5 seconds ago - also turned to look.
Kids are confused by everything at all times. They don't know jack shit. About anything.
i remember being like 8 or 9 and being told that my dad’s ex-wife was no longer diane and we were to address her as daniel now. my reaction: “ok.”
me and my brother later had a small discussion about whether that could happen randomly (conclusion: no, he probably had to file papers or something) and whether daniel should now be referred to as dad’s ex-husband (conclusion: yes but only to see the face he’ll make) but at no point did we find it like... alarming? the world is big and weird. we were used to it.
finding out a sorta-relative could just change genders off camera, as it were, was a whole lot less head-splodey than finding out there were no squirrels in australia!
There’s no what
"Won't they be confused by all the--" So what if they are? Life is often confusing. That's part of how we learn. Part of the job of an adult is to help confused kids learn and understand things. There's no obligation to protect the kids from the confusing things. Quite the reverse.
In my experience anyone using this BS excuse isn't worried about a child's potential confusion, but their own, which they don't want to admit to having.
theres no squirrels in australia???
Aussie here, I DIDN'T KNOW SQUIRRELS WERE ACTUALLY REAL FOR THE FIRST EIGHT YEARS OF MY LIFE NO JOKE I THOUGHT THEY WERE A MYTHICAL ANIMAL LIKE UNICORNS
WHAT??
Also kids are far less likely to be confused by something the younger they learn about it. Kiddo had queer people in his life and casual references to queerness before he could even talk. It was never confusing for him. It was normal.
Squirrels were an invasive species to Australia but they never managed to gain a foothold and were eradicated within a few years of their arrival.
If only the same could’ve been done to rabbits down there
I’m still shocked by the info that there’s not any squirrels in Australia
Yeah, what the heck am I supposed to do with that information
What do you mean there's no squirrels in Australia?!?!
THERE’S NO SQUIRRELS IN AUSTRALIA????
I THINK WE SKIPPED OVER THE FACT THAT THEY DON'T NATURALLY HAVE RABBITS IN AUSTRALIA???? THEY'RE AN INVASIVE SPECIES????
WHAT???????????????????
THEY DONT HAVE SQUIRRELS??????????????????????????????
i think we’ve lost the plot.
The high school I went to in the 80s was within cooee of the Perth Zoo, which had Grey Palm squirrels roaming free. Naturally they spread all through the surrounding area and it was quite common to see squirrels at school. Article here
My completed ‘Godzilla on a Smokebreak’ commission from @bloodsadx - thank you so much, Ivy.
Check out her art at bloodsadx.com and idk, give her money
Alternate timeline in which all Greek and Latin roots are swapped:
catastrophe -> contraverse cephalopod -> capitoped chlorophyll -> viridofolia democracy -> populimpery homicide -> anthropoctony homosexual -> equigamic kilometer -> millimensure interregnum -> mesarchy magnanimous -> megapsychic manuscript -> chirography motorcycle -> ergatorote microscope -> parvovisor oxygen -> acidofex polyamory -> multierasty television -> remotoscope universe -> monostrophe
in 2026 DO NOT ask yourself whether your art is GOOD
instead ask:
is it SINCERE
was it CATHARTIC
was it FUN TO MAKE
is it MADE BY ME
and don't forget to stay silly