lolipop lord

they/it // adult // furry

[krispok]

HEYOOO this is my first post on here but I wanted to get my artfight card out there!!!! https://artfight.net/~Krispyk

[wordslikesilver]

I know I am a woman when I sit there in a room full of men and watch it erupt in a wall of sound and postering and displays of dominance at the gentlest noise. I know I am a woman as I love my beauty and proudly display the gorgeous professional photos taken of me in my fine formal wear to one who has complimented it and said I am gorgeous and the very next day pretends he did no such thing and does everything he can to pretend I am some sort of creep, a predator, a freak who must be hunted and killed by the peers around us. I know I am a woman when I love myself, with all the love men think should belong to them. They think one passing compliment will sway my legs open when I could scrape them off my shoe and then I watch them turn and lie and call me the worst things they can think of because I simply do not care. They have favourite words. Bitch. Faggot. Freak. Pedo. Tranny. It washes off me like the rain. I disagree with them and they think I am attacking them. I disagree with them and they think I am ranting and raging and need to calm down. I am eloquent and firm and they believe that means I am angry. They do not understand anger, like you and I do. Like a woman does. I understand this now. When I am angry, the air begins to sizzle and burn and smoke. When I am angry, I am the sound and I am the fury. And they think that they, these pitiful creatures I have never met before nor cared about the existence of beyond a nebulous “people deserve rights” have seen me angry when I calmly, clearly and firmly assert “No, I think you’re incorrect about that.” It fascinates me how such an alien experience could bore me so utterly.

I understand, through my lived womanhood, that they believe women are angry when they disagree, because there is the deeply rooted belief that women are meek and soft and unchallenging. That sometimes women make themselves that way because it’s simply less exhausting and will make things move along more smoothly if they just ignore it. I understand that women can’t ignore the abuse forever and so, when it finally must come forth, it comes forth with fury unlike any that Hell could hope to muster. A fury that could’ve won the war in heaven. And so it is mythologized in saying and jeered at on the stage. Mocked. Made to sound like if they show it some pity-respect, if they pretend they are calm and “chill” that it washes away what they do to me. Make the monster of the scary bedtime story small and it won’t hurt you.

But I am not small. I was never taught to be small. Not by my parents and not by the world around me. I was a boy once, and boys are taught to be strong and to fight for what they believe in by the patriarchy, by the classroom, by the stories and mythologies of heroes. I do not know how to live and be small. I do not want to know that part of womanhood. That part is something the patriarchy said has to be part of womanhood. It is afraid of me because I lack the leash they hoped I’d put on myself like a good girl. It is afraid of me because of what is absent from me. It is afraid that I have no womb to bleed from in agony and use to dismiss my rage. It is afraid that I grew up as headstrong and righteous as its strongest men and then I tell the truth to the world that I still feel what women feel. I feel what men do to us. Because then the truth is that society cannot tell me what I or any of us should feel. It cannot tell us what women feel. The truth is that I learned womanhood from the way women loved me and the way men hated me; they hated and hated and hated me so deeply there are no words to describe how small and deranged they would become just for a drop of my blood. Women loved me. They listened to me and I listened to them and I loved them back as we embraced and saw that we felt the same terrible rage. We felt the same bittersweet love.

I know I am a woman because as women watched how I was treated, they called me daughter, sister, mother, and they loved me as their own. I know I am a woman because of how womanhood embraced me again and again, like baptism-by-sunrise, like moonlight that pulls on the heart.

I am a woman that is loved and feared, mythologized in praise and hushed, whispered slander, worshipped in black and orange kingdoms then quickly erased from the temple of browsing history. What else could even you call me but divine? I am a woman and it has made me immortal.

[lolipop-lord]

why is it always A spec characters who get the “but they give X vibes” or “i just headcanon them as X”

[starflungwaddledee]

hi folks!! i recently came onboard to help host a mostly completed, multi-animator project for Kirby OCs!!

i'm trying to push this project over the finish line for all the amazing artists who are already participating, and we're really close!! but we still need a few last minute slots filled to complete the animation!

the song we're using is someone to you by banners, and this video outlines the parts with numbers (please ignore that it says all parts are taken on youtube, this is currently inaccurate but it's not my video so i can't change it!).

there is no skill cap and this project is open to newcomers! most available sections are ten seconds or less, and our hopeful deadline is six weeks (November 16). there's no overarching story and you can animate any scene you can imagine, providing it's focused on kirby OCs!

if you're at all interested (or know someone who might be), or want to see the available sections, please fill out the form here or help me get the word out!! everyone has worked so hard and i'd really love to see this project through!! 💖💖💖

>> apply via google form here!! <<

[miniiinebulaee]

the King

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ultrakill sketches :3

[cyanblue168]

Spanish version below.

Finally I dare to launch this comic that I had been going around in my head for quite some time.

Yes, I took some elements of the canon from Kirby's games, but I must clarify that I took certain creative liberties.

And I must clarify that although the comic is in english I am not a speaker of this language, so if there are errors in the grammar I would appreciate your understanding.

When I upload the next parts of the comic I will update this post to show the next parts right here.

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Y por supuesto, una versión en español, que técnicamente sería la versión original porque es mi idioma nativo. Jaja.

Y si, esto es meramente el prólogo, este cómic tendrá más partes, pero eso no va a pasar por un rato.

Cuando suba más partes del cómic actualizaré está publicación para que se muestren las siguientes partes aquí mismo.

[lolipop-lord]

artfight attack to @avian-feline :D

[whyscout]

Art Fight attack on Cotton for @lolipop-lord!

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revenge for sillyblitz on artfight :3

[lolipop-lord]

ITS TIMEEE!!!

https://artfight.net/~lolipop_lord

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it’s still pride this still counts!!

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everytime i draw galacta i just think about how i draw him compared to how he actually looks like

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ma birthday!

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