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#foxpopvli #art

Ever binge watch an entire series until dawn? Shelly has... 🌅

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Old, but still valid! :D
#foxpopvli #art

For @deepbluefeeling.bsky.social <3

Starting shortly! nsfw warning tho

Looking sharp 👀

Haven't posted in a while but here's a drawing of Nance :>
@artistncs.bsky.social Is this tuff?

Shoulda have named it holy colon

⚠️ she will steal your food

I felt motivated to warmup with @bmbrice.bsky.social 's OC,
Kheil.

"My parents are gonna be out of the country for a couple days, you know... I could help sneak you into the castle if you wanna... hang out."

"You better be ready to get royally wrecked, dude." (Is bad at video games)

Princess Bolta, royal robo (2019)

🕊️

drawings of emma as an old woman

daydreaming about getting old

A few sketchy comic panels. Spätzle removes a smiling mask of herself, revealing she is crying underneath. A hand comes from out of frame and forces the mask back on. We see Spätzle’s mom from spätzle’s perspective, leaning over her with her arm outstretched. There is a close-up of her eyes glittering behind her own mask.

Been stewing on a spätzle’s mom comic, idk if I want to do more than this rn

You are sitting there in your house on Neat Street, with your handsome wife and strapping sons, conceivably, and the gunmetal grey Equinox in the driveway And opinions passing back and forth, about whether the township should install a new stop sign or not, whether the children should become neoscolastic Thomists or not, whether the gutter needs a cleaning or not. A comfortable American scene.

But I am in your DMs, Mr. Quistgaard. Think what that means. It means that at any moment I can pierce your plenum with a keystroke. You are correct, Mr. Quistgaard, in seeing this as a threatening situation.

The moment I inject discourse from my u. of d. into your u. of d., the yourness of yours is diluted. The more I inject, the more you dilute. Soon you will be presiding over an empty plenum, or rather, since that is a contradiction in terms, over a former plenum, in terms of yourness.

You are, essentially, in my power. I suggest an unlisted number. Yours faithfully, FANLEE

DEAR MR QUISTGAARD: (2/2)

Fanlee sits on the floor of her bathroom, typing into her phone. Overlaid is the UI of a Twitter DM — she is writing to @jquistgaard, who lists his full name as Jon Quistgaard. His user photo is a dog in glasses. Fanlee writes: DEAR MR. QUISTGAARD Although you do not know me my name is Fanlee. I have seized your name at random from the swirling mists of the internet in an attempt to enmesh you in my concerns.

Fanlee lays on her back on the floor, continuing to type: You and I, Mr. Quistgaard, are not in the same universe of discourse. You may not have been aware of it previously, but the fact of the matter is, that we are not. We exist in different universes of discourse. Now it may have appeared to you, prior to your receipt of this communication, that the universe of discourse in which you existed, and puttered about, was in all ways adequate and satisfactory. It may never have crossed your mind to think that other universes of discourse distinct from your own existed, with people in them, discoursing.

Fanlee continues: You may have, in a commonsense way, regarded your own u. of d. as a plenum, filled to the brim with discourse. You may have felt that what already existed was a sufficiency. People like you often do. That is certainly one way of regarding it, if fat self-satisfied complacency is your aim.

But I say unto you, Mr. Quistgaard: even a plenum can leak. Even a plenum can be penetrated. New things can rush into your plenum displacing old things, things that were formerly there. Consider then your situation now.

DEAR MR QUISTGAARD: (1/2)

Vanilla the rabbit (also a vampire) hovers an inch above the ground and dashes across it, backwards. Behind her are several after-images formed as she pulls her arm upward in a somewhat evasive stance. Air and dust drags and sweeps at her shoes. She's glaring at something in the area she's moving away from.

"She's-- yes. Yes she's making after-images on my lawn again. Yes, she's dashing around, hovering off the ground by like an inch, making--
"She has a permit? She has a fucking permit. okay. fine." (2021)

#スターフォックス #starfox
落書き🦊💎

“Like I’m all alone in the sea of stars…”

Swordfish girl carrying a surfboard.

Surfer Peri (2024) 🐟 #art #oc #Peri

Remade whats somehow one of my favorite drawings of Greg

Don’t scroll past her without saying:
HOWDY/MEOWDY!

Redraw of the most relatable Chun-Li sprite: when she stretches her back in Street Fighter III: 3rd Strike

Don’t forget to stretch

Ayo sitting on a bench taking selfies while holding two arms full of icecream cones. A seagull man stands behind her and asks if she's going to eat them.

Ayo meets Gullman (2025) 🐙 #art #oc #ayo

A scene of Bertha in a lab with the two brilliant minds inspecting her.

Some practice with environments. During project Bertha two brilliant minds were brought in to help out with the design and mechanics. this is one of the photos of the two minds surveying their work.
#SirJoey'sart #Ink #Bertha #Robots

Censor bars: the one time in comics where showing less somehow is showing more

Lauren is LATE in today's strip laurenipsum.spiderforest.com/comic/695

#comic #webcomic #spiderforest

Cat lol

Attempt at drawing Gecqua, the new water starter!