HAPPY PRIDE MONTH YAAYYYY
to fight my artblock i decided to redraw some gerard p donelan comics as ds9. but once i started i could not stop....
so heres all deep space 9 of them. lol. again the poses and captions are lifted straight from his comics all i did was put space guys on there! please enjoy
(id in alt text btw!)
I've been looking for a fun/quick little animation sideproject to flex my frame-by-frame muscles, so introducing Margie! A cat-goose dragon based on this little fella from this medieval manuscript
Barn Owls (Tyto alba), family Tytonidae, order Strigiformes, Carrizo Plain National Monument, CA, USA
photograph by Mitch Waters
Alison Bechdel with her Dykes To Watch Out For characters Mo, Lois and Clarice.
hmmm…pretty sure one of these is not quite like the others
Did a little fan art of a popular post on blue sky.
*changing sex positions* now let‘s do a silly one
had a dream that started out kind of sexy and for a number of irrelevant dream-state reasons involved my having to explain to a partner that i didn't want to suck on his titties. i think it was supposed to turn into an anxiety dream about having to negotiate sexual boundaries but instead he smiled and, very sympathetic, told me "of course - i know you're a freudian, i'm sorry that didn't occur to me," sort of saying he should have remembered how i felt about oral fixations, and then the rest of the dream was me trying with increasing desperation to convince him that i was not a freudian and he just laughed and laughed, like i was being sort of foolish and silly, and said he knew how i really felt, and didn't my unconscious mind reveal the truth about me, and so on. and by then i was so distressed that i was yelling at him in the dream - not that i actually fully realized i was dreaming - and shouted "dream interpretation is a crock of shit!" with such force that it woke me up.
*visibly shaking* my friends generally like me and want to know what i'm up to *tears streaming down my face* my colleagues respect me and are excited about my work *blood starts pouring out of my nose* i am not bothering these people when i reach out to say hello and invite them to events i'm organizing *my hair spontaneously catches fire as i crumble into dust*
there was a well-meaning international student (learning english) in my workspace who came up to me and asked "how is your handsome white boy?" and it took me a few seconds to realize she was not in fact asking about my twink spouse but my white dog