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There's this guy, he has this blog.

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Cover for the upcoming story “A Musteladies Tale: Shake-off Shakedown”, featuring my own girls Jen, Nat and Mel.

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Commission for timmainsson featuring their fursona sword sparring with a quite flustered (and furious) Red Shetland! Thank you so much for your preference and patronage! :D Red Shetland belongs to rabbi-tom.

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Kim and her red VW Beetle convertible, which she couldn’t resist getting before it was discontinued. It’s an automotive icon, after all! She wants to show Liz the world.

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Swimsuit Michiru Kagemori!

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The good girl at Otemachi station.

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Commission: Sparky

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Hatsune Miku

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Merrina.

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After drawing so many characters in one-piece swimsuits, this was the inevitable apotheosis. My gender-bent fursona may be cute, but is still testy AF. And those claws were definitely made for scratching.

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Comic: Elbow Grinding

Silly little comic to thank you all for, er… whatever follower count I have whenever you end up reading this. Yup! I hope you enjoy it! Stay safe, and thank you, really.

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A commission for Rebrove, featuring their lovely border collie starship captain Julee, enjoying some off time at her vessel’s pilot seat.

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Commission for Thunderblitz of their gender-bent eponymous pegasus, in a dashing one piece swimsuit. They know what I’m good at.  Thank you so much for your preference!

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Boop!

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I’m not late to the bandwagon, you’re late to the bandwagon!

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Commission: Tube Riding Lightning Dust

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Guide me to the light.

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Estou farto de constantemente ter de me refrear de inundar as minhas presenças sociais com a merda negativa que enche o meu cérebro em cada momento em que não estou a dormir ou em estado de escapismo, para não espantar as pessoas que consegui cativar para o meu trabalho; E também de repetidamente ler que não deveria sentir assim porque tenho de ser positivo acerca de tudo o que faço. Isso só me faz sentir ainda pior. Culpa, culpa, e arrependimento.