Lucy

Underwear with very bejeweled saints. OR wait a Tshirt with Helene's 2nd mouth across the belly. I'd 100% wear that 😄

Might have to acquire a little gremlin figurine to gag, just in case? (It'll be grand)

Three boys lying on a meadow. They are not facing each other, all eyes are on the boy on the right who is looking at the viewer. It's an autumny warm colour palette, there are some bright read poppies showing at the edge.

My friend @lisadorina.bsky.social just launched a kickstarter for the 5th volume of her comic "green & gold" - I contributed a guest artwork and couldn't be happier!
www.kickstarter.com/projects/lis...

Sounds like a perfect combo to me 😏

bsky.app/profile/dipl...

Diplo übersetzt i.d.R.

Sometimes I post stuff about These Times, and people will reply with some version of "Thank you for granting me permission to do nothing" and I- seriously you guys- am never ever advocating for you doing nothing. Not gonna happen. Not in this household, not in this timeline. Do something.

Picture of Marjane Satrapi alongside a quote from her. The quote reads: The world is not divided into countries. The world is not divided between East and West. You are American, I am Iranian, we don't know each other, but we talk together and we understand each other perfectly. The difference between you and your government is much bigger than the difference between you and me. And the difference between me and my government is much bigger than the difference between me and you. And our governments are very much the same... - Marjane Satrapi, Iranian-French graphic novelist

Thinking about this quote from Persepolis creator Marjane Satrapi again.

Nicht zu überschwänglich werden 😂

Oh gott, das sind die schlimmsten, gzte Fahrt 💭🙏
Ich muss Schienenersatzverkehr in Südniedersachsen, falls noch paar Gebete übrig sind 🙏

Noo & yesss 🤩🤩

I know it’s difficult right now, but I insist that you seek and enjoy beautiful things, even if it seems frivolous or irresponsible in the face of overwhelming horror. I want you to feed yourself artistically, spiritually, and literally, because you can’t Do The Work when you’re starving.

Photo of a pencil sketch on brown paper of an insect with objectively massive mandibles

Atm trying to figure out how tree wētās work...

I mean what did they expect would happen "responding" to a snowball fight? 😅⛄️

Rico, if you're out there, I'm sure you'll find a nice ladyfriend somewhere but I promise you it's not me 😂😂😂👌

That poor fella 😂 imagine you see a pretty woman and you scribble your name and number down on anything you find and you run after her and what you get is me: the most socially awkward person that's been in a stable relationship for more than a decade & plans on continuing for at least another 60 😂

Nearly 30 and I just got hit on by a stranger in the street for the first time 😂

(He was very nice about it and pretty awkward, so I guess he meant it)

And no worries, I probably misspelled sth 👌

It went very well, thank you 💚

beep beep shrew train comin' through

Alex P. Perkins' art is stylized and cartoon-y, using a bright color palette of pinks and oranges. They draw themself with long, straight orange hair, a soft pink skin tone, and an average sized build. Narration: In the sixth grade, my best friend said to me: "I don't get why boys aren't all over you!" Colleen, age 13, says to Alex in the hallway of their school. Colleen's long brown hair is styled elegantly, her eyes are lined with expertly applied mascara, and she wears a ruffled choker while her bra strap is exposed by her off-the-shoulder shirt. Alex, in contrast, wears a very baggy t-shirt and their long orange hair is just kind of 'there', not exactly scraggly but definitely not styled. Colleen continues, "You have basically -everything- a guy wants." Caption: fig. 1 "peaches" The diagram shows two upside down emoji peaches, pressed together like a bosom. Many arrows and one human hand point at them. Narration: She pointed to my boobs, for clarity. Narration: I was as socially awkward as anyone else, but there was still a lot to like about me. Alex, 13 years old, stands by the row of lockers in their school hallway. They look thoughtful and ill-at-ease as they cross their arms over their chest. Their long, baggy shirt comes past their butt and their flared jeans are decorated with flowers at the cuffs. Narration (each word is rendered with an artistic flourish to emphasis the meaning): I was creative, kind, fun! Narration: But from the moment I grew breasts, nothing else mattered. Two big round balls are supported inside a polka-dotted brassier, which is labeled, "fig.2 "big melons"" Scribbles of distress surround them. Narration: Girls started rumors. Boys were crude and cruel.

Narration: And then, in the tenth grade, my mom said to me: On an early cell phone which is oriented horizontally with a full keyboard attached, the mom's text reads, "We can schedule you a consultation for a breast reduction this year." Only Alex's thumb is visible on the keyboard, and their reaction of "!!!" Narration: I had waited YEARS for this moment! Alex clasps their hands to their heart, looking ecstatic. They wear a stripped long-sleeved shirt. Narration: All I wanted was to be smaller, for people to see ME - before they noticed the size of my chest. Alex stands in the exact same spot but now wears a dotted hospital gown with their arms down at their sides and looking shell-shocked. Narration: The consultation itself was less glamorous. Narration: After a routine physical, we ran through some questions. A doctor looks in profile down at the clipboard forms he is filling out. He has a stethoscope draped over his neck and sports an old-timey doctor light headband on his forehead. "Have your breasts finished growing?" The doctor asks. "yes." Replies Alex. "Is this negatively impacting your social life?" Continues the doctor. "Yes!" Agrees Alex. "Does it restrict your ability to exercise? The doctor says, without looking up. "YES!!" Alex responds heartily. Narration: We waited for our insurance to approve, and set a date.

Narration: The day of the surgery, my anesthesiologist was a nice woman with a smile full of braces. Narration: I was SO nervous. Alex's hand and forearm is shown resting on the hospital bedsheets with a medical tube taped down and inserted on the back of their hand. Narration: And then, she said to me: A woman with a surgical cap covering her hair and her medical mask pulled down to her chin says, "I find that the people who undergo this procedure are ALWAYS the most grateful with the results." Alex looks small and somewhat shellshocked at this news. Narration: It felt like an ounce of positivity that I was unused to. Not everyone felt the same way about the procedure as she did. Alex sits upright in their hospital bed, the tube attached to their hand, with a caption pointing at them declaring, "Me, 16. Very tired." They are surrounded by snippets of jumbled dialogue from speakers we can't see who are asking things along the lines of, "What if people notice? What will you say? How will you explain your scars to your partners? Are you sure about this? What if you worked on your posture? Can't you juts get a better bra? Want to trade boobs, haha, just kidding! Isn't this like getting rid of a gift? Seems like a waste."

Narration: After the surgery, I was ELATED. I couldn't stop catching myself in the mirror and smiling at how much LIGHTER I felt!* *Specifically, four pounds. Alex admires their reflection in an upright mirror as they try on a halter top with high-waisted pants. Floating dotted lines denoting the original distance their breasts used to extend past their body. Narration: I ordered a medium tshirt for the first time! An orange t-shirt is illustrated with excitement squiggles around it. Narration: My back pain didn't vanish; but it became easier to manage. An illustration of Alex's torso with the spine visible is accentuated with pain squiggles and lightning bolts. Narration: I found out I LIKED running! Alex's hairy leg and foot is shown in a running shoe, doing just that. Excitement squiggles surround it. Narration: And I could take a shower without looking down and feeling that sinking stone of DREAD. Alex takes a blissful shower, singing while they wash their hair with their eyes closed in total contentment.

@papyrjam.bsky.social gets a heavy subject off their chest in this story about their breast reduction surgery in this comic from our archive! 1/2 www.ohjoysextoy.com/my-breast-re...

Whaaat? Before I had my surgery I went and looked if you had anything on it and I couldn't find it 🥲😄

A photo of an ink drawing. It shows a tiny figure floating in deep water kind of losing sight of the surface.

Just going for a swim!

My sister is getting marriiiiiied 🥳🥳🥳

This is so great 🤩

A bunch of deep sea fishes including a gulper eel and some angler fish.

Creatures from the deepest sea

I love these!!

I love reposting art posts. It's like putting someone's artwork on a digital refrigerator and making sure all your guests see it.

Did you see my refrigerator? Did you see this beautiful art? Don't you want to follow my friend and put their art on your refrigerator, too?

Deutsche Bahn would never - it either explicity states the connection incl inner city on the ticket or you're fucked basically 😂🤌

I'm enjoying reading all the answers that all say sth different 😂

I first learned of and saw takahē on Rotoroa in January and they are so cool. Proper little dinosaurs 🤩