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To each of you, Be defiant. Do your best. Get in good trouble. Have community. Be weird. Be kinky. Above all, be you and LIVE. Don’t let the manufactured horrors of this world snuff your human spirit. Good is the light you bring, damned be the dark they sling. You are loved.

Thank you to all the new followers and delightful comments to my stuff. I know I don’t post as much as I probably could. Still, there’s more to come, and welcome!

Here’s an old favorite. I’m a sucker for trios! Be defiant! Be exceedingly queer and show ‘em what pride really looks like! Live Loud, Love Loud!

Behold! A brave catman from a fantasy that's never final. It's Garlond! My half of a trade with @trunorth.bsky.social that I took far too seriously.

Power-blasting the rust off with a monochrome style study. Took a little while but I’m galvanized!

Straight up flying in the face of anatomy while doing value practice. ✨🐈‍⬛

Broke myself in half but I finally got a place I can actually call home. Hopefully the nerves calm down so I can actually put out some art. My pen is meant for more than paperwork!

Artblock scrawling of an idea I had of a Blood Cultist with a beastly flair; also including some proposed coloring. Working on loosening my hands and adapting to some changes in my system. I’ll likely revisit this guy at some point.

WIP Got my mitts on some new tools to render inks too.

WIP for a sona redesign and style trial. Many irons in the fire, time to pull em one by one.

Properly Medicated FINALLY!!!! Back at my desk on Tuesday. Inks have been furthered, much WIP. Working with my lovely partners to establish a routine that furthers my goals.

Vancouver is such a pretty fuckin place. I definitely needed the time away.

OK. I've put this off long enough. I'm scheduling the surgery for the end of the month/ early August, whatever the orthopedist suggests. This gives me time to finish whats on my plate. But I'll need to raise funds for recovery time. So.. No obligations. Shares appreciated. gofund.me/e2e4e9960

Don’t duck your mental health. You’ve got yourself if nothing else. Be nice to yourself.

Last day. I will enjoy my newfound time away but I’ll miss it all the same. Bittersweet. Feels a lot like when I finally took off the uniform. Therapy is gonna have a field day with the way my emotions are ping-ponging around. Tonight is def gonna be a blaze and ink kinda night.

Articulated figures! My first time owning some outright. Fuck combing through image junk for base poses! Nevermore! I need to get some big body ones; anyone have a lead? 😈

WHY must feel like the middle of fucking summer already. WAUGH

Proud of my body progress and newfound ability to do the butt meme, but like, who would want to see that? Debating an AD, though I’m already a NSFW artist. 🤔 Outfit is somethin’ like this:

I’m happy I’m blessed enough to choose myself. I’m more blessed for my friends that stuck with me and my supportive partners for being the glue holding my mental together. And you all here on bsky too. Thank you.

Sometimes AuDHD is just a colossal jackass to reckon with. I didn’t fully grasp how many people I mattered to when leaving this job. Somewhere in the misery, I didn’t realize that for some I was a bright spot there. 😢 I wish them the best all the same. I’ll leave a few my number for non work stuff.

It was a simple costume but I def am gonna lean in harder with the Dogmeat thing next year.

These places feel damn near eternal, though the Mystery Hole wins hands down on name alone. That’s even before the giant 🦍 up there.

After all that monster huntin’ I figured I’d stop to see some of the sights! Here’s my favorite shots around Gauley Bridge.

A devil’s in these hills. I split a 5th with him.

The Flatwoods is every bit as mysterious as advertised. Who knew extraterrestrial men liked going commando under the robe? Willfully probed. 😈

Bigfoot brought the special chair and waited his turn in Sutton, WV. I love a quad-dexterous man.

Mmm yes, his domain…

Many forms of the man of moths appeared, but only one won my heart and breeding rights.

If this is how you find out I’m a harlot for monsters, I’m not sorry. The signs were there.

Mothman ate my ass in a field at Point Pleasant, split a blunt and bought me dinner. He’s simply that good.

I counter my fomo of FWA with the beautiful weirdness of West Virginia and Fallout. Mothman is a god and I cannot be swayed on this.

Part of my not going to FWA is that I just got done rolling through West Virginia dressed as Dogmeat last weekend. And the weekend before that I drove to the west coast and BACK to the east in 4 days. My ass is tired.

Not at FWA this year, but I shall live through you all vicariously

I’m picking music back up. I listen to so much and compile so much but what’s the point of keeping all that to myself? Time to learn mixing while I pick up my pen again.

Trying to channel whimsy to banish the woes of the world from my brain for a while. Gotta rest to fight again.

it do be like this sometimes

Got bloodwork done and did an allergy check. Doc going down the list of normal allergens and then she kneecaps me with two new ones: BANANAS AND OATS/WHEAT. 🥲 I CAN BE DEFEATED BY A BANANA WHEAT MUFFIN AND I HAVE MORE QUESTIONS. Meanwhile she goes: 🤷🏽‍♀️

My meds are both the enemy and the enabler, but I wish they’d pick a fucking side already. I’m literally held together by sticky notes and vibes. 🫠

I swear I’m not dead, just clawing my way away from my increasingly depressing job.

I’m back on my Y2K bs with Midnight Club 2. I credit that game for my love of cars and house music.

Every time I seem to round the corner, my mental health takes buckshot to the knee. I’m so sorely burned out with my meds. The battle with docs and chronic pain continues. Still, I’ll persist and best this.

Turns out coloring is so much more fun, though still frustrating when you can see iridescence via astigmatism and rejection of sobriety.