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I moved my commissions over to Ko-Fi. I'd appreciate boosts since I'd like to branch out a little more.

I mostly do humanoid character illustrations but I'll do just about anything except N/SFW.

#need to update the images tomorrow since i switched up my art style again :I good thing ive been drawing a bunch so i have samples lol #bastspeaks #pinned

getvalentined

The Weather Channel's AQI is broken (apparently the entire planet is hazardous to breathe right now, oops) but the scale only goes up to 500 so I am in tears at how the little indicator loads in upon a refresh.

luulapants

My elderly father started talking about how frustrating he finds “the pronouns thing” and I was like. Oh no. He had such a good stand on this, he’s been they/them-ing his cishet siblings for god’s sake! Is he regressing?? And he was talking about how difficult it is to remember, and how onerous it feels to expect strangers to keep track of it, and I’m like oh no oh no.

Then he says, “I mean, the problem isn’t the gender thing. The problem is four words: she, her, he, and him. We got rid of stewardess and turned it into flight attendant. It doesn’t matter if the flight attendant is a man or woman, so we got rid of it. We just need to get rid of those. I don’t need to know.”

“You don’t need to know… people’s gender?”

“No. I don’t care, I don’t need to know, and I don’t want to remember it.”

So we can relax. It’s just a continuation of his crusade to they/them the world. He doesn’t want to remember anyone’s gender. He’s abolishing the genders.

teaboot

Your dad is so powerful

smolspacecreature

To face Extinction

(Copic markers on lime green paper, micron pens for details)

kaashina

my favourite part of the apothecary diaries is jinshi freaking out over maomao's impulsive freaky tendencies (but he's lowkey into that)

jinmao in a nutshell:

an-ruraiocht

how it feels to be online these days

wordfather

idk if this is an usamerican thing or not but it always blows my mind as a small european country resident that yall have many names and types of apples???? what do you mean its not just red yellow or green??? why is it so complicated??? who is granny smith????

wordfather

'whats your favorite apple' 'red' 'no i mean like what type' '??????' actual conversatiom i've had with a mutual from usa

wordfather

THIRTY TWO??????

phillyphillyphilly

Listen that doesn’t even account for all the weird shit local farmers are getting up to.

May I present the best apple:

wordfather

the world is so big and beautiful

catasters

batneko

ɯǝlɯ

homunculus-argument

Friend group chats are fun. Today one of my friends, who keeps pet crayfish, found babies in a tank that was supposed to be a males only. No choice but to empty out the whole tank to fish out the babies of unknowable origins. But lo and behold, there was a culprit: one teeny tiny little female had somehow escaped containment, evidently specifically going out of her way to break into this all male tank to get railed by like 15 males twice her size. Possibly completely different breed, too. Monsterfucker supreme.

So for a good solid hour or so, the whole group chat was focused on. slutshaming this one specific little crustacean. With like 300 babies.

pocketseizure

Princess Zelda one-hand wielding a greatsword my beloved

isapolvorita

Maomao is living the dream of being the smartest person in the room, being in a political situation in wich you dont have enough power to have responsabilities but also you are powerful enough so people let you do wethever you want, girl with big tiddies love her, a pathetic man that looks like a girl is in love with her, she wears cute outfits time to time, she helps other women, she even has a cat now.

Maomao the character you are

jimmyhoffathecat

I love this feeky ting

deanwinchesterapologist

>settings

>onions

>my onions

>caramelize my onions

byjove

guy at an art museum standing in front of a completely innocuous and somewhat boring painting muttering “what does it mean? what does it all mean?” in an increasingly distressed tone

byjove

you hear him say “I don’t understand it, I can’t understand it” as he stumbles away from a very plain still life painting of wine and fruit with his head in his hands