Foxes In Love

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green jump in fright as a withered, dried-up potted pointsettia approaches them through apparent natural means. Blue: What are you? Potted plant: I am cuetlaxōchitl, ghost of christmas flower past. The foxes listen as the undead houseplant complains. Potted plant: Not a month has passed since I was brought to this house, and already I've been neglected to death! Green: Well, can you come back to haunt us next December, so you'll be more seasonal? The foxes follow with their eyes as the potted plant moves past them, leaving the scene. Potted plant: Fine. But I will return.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green arrives at the scene as Blue is twisting himself into unusual positions, turning his head up, down, and upside-down. Green: What are you doing? Blue: I'm realigning my balance crystals. Green: Your what? Blue: One of them has drifted to the wrong part of the labyrinth, and I'm trying to wiggle it back in place. Green: ...What in where? Blue: A calcium crystal in the vestibular labyrinth of the inner ear. Green looks awestruck as he finally comprehends what is happening. Twisting himself onto a loop to turn his head towards Green, Blue looks at him with a confused frown. Green: Ooh, so it's a medical thing. Blue: Wait, what did you think I'm doing?

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A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, the first panel shows little baby Green, sitting alone in an empty void, looking disappointed but not surprised. Green, narrating: When I was little, life was bad. I thought it would be bad forever. Next, adult Green is floating through an empty void, not attached to anything. Green, continuing to narrate: But that passed, and I learned that nothing is forever. Everything is only temporary. Blue, appearing out of nowhere, grabs Green by the tail, gently holding on to stop him from drifting away. Green, still narrating: And then you were there. For good. The foxes settle down to play some kind of a board game. It's unclear which one of them is winning. Green, narrating: You make me want to believe in "forever".

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and green are sitting together, looking at each other, while Green casually eats a protein bar, unwrapping it as he goes along. Blue: You keep your protein bars next to my desk so you don't eat them all in one day. And yet, you sneak one every time you get the chance. Why? Green: I love the taste of crime.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are walking somewhere. Though Blue is clearly annoyed by something, he listens calmly as Green talks. Green: Eventually the other monk spoke: How could you pick her up? You've broken your vow to not touch a woman." And the first one, who had already forgotten the whole thing, replied: "I put her down on the other side of the river. But you still carry her everywhere you go." Blue: ...Is this about the idiot who honked at me after not using their blinkers? Green: I forgot.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are standing on the opposite sides of Blue's car, which is covered in snow. Both foxes are holding ice scrapers, with the snow brush side up. Green: You clear the snow on your side, and I'll do this one. Blue: Sure. The snow that Green is brushing off the car gets blown by the wind, landing right onto Blue's face. Green looks startled. Green: Oh, sorry! The wind caught it! Suddenly turning to blow the opposite way as Blue tries to brush the snow off the car, the snow gets caught by the wind and blows directly on Green's face. Blue looks equally apologetic. The wind changes direction again, now somehow blowing into both directions, to blow snow on both foxes' eyes. Green: Aaah! Blue: How?!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is sleeping peacefully under a heavy blanket, while Green approaches, looking drowsy and carrying a gigantic sardine can opener. Blue frowns in his sleep, but doesn't wake up nor move, as Green casually starts rolling the blanket open with the can opener, and wiggles inside, to sleep right next to Blue.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is sitting in deep focus with a calculator, an abacus, and several sketchbooks and papers scattered all around him. Blue: Each hot dog packet has 10 of them, and the buns come in packages of 12, so in order to- Green appears on the scene, with a bun of some sort hanging out of his mouth, peering at Blue's notebooks. Green: What are you calculating? Blue looks up to Green with an unreadable expression on his face. Green looks back to him, unsure of the situation. Blue raises an eyebrow, looking at Green with confusion. Blue: ...Are you eating a plain, dry hot dog bun?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue watches as Green drags himself past him, still wearing a christmas cap and sparkling slightly, looking thoroughly exhausted. Green: The whole point of the holidays is getting to start the new year on a clean slate. Blue listens as Green pauses to continue his explanation. Green: By the end of the month you're relieved to get back to routine and healthier habits. Looking at the aura of sparkles that is trailing behind Green, Blue raises an eyebrow in puzzlement. Blue: Are you shedding glitter? Green turns to look at the sparkles that trail behind him. Green: No, I'm sweating it out.

A christmas card of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting by a christmas tree, currently being decorated by the tentacles of the otherwise unseen creature, The Thing In The Sink, which has now evidently migrated to the tree. Above them is the text, "Merry Christmas".

See you all next year!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are pressed together, cuddled up and simply enjoying each others' company, eyes peacefully closed. Green: You know what's the best part of the holidays? Blue: What is it? Green: All our problems are next year's problems. All can wait until January. While Blue's expression remains peaceful, Green opens his eyes in realisation to his words. Blue: Except for that thing in the sink. Both of the foxes turn to look at something coming in from outside of the comic panel, with slimy tentacle-like tendrils reaching towards them. Green: Oh right. We should probably do something about that.

My boyfriend has been seen shovelling snow off his windshield with his bare hands, and it melts in his palms before he can toss it on the ground.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are coming home, still squinting from the cold winter air, with snow piled on top of both of them. Narration: Steps of coming in from the snow: Still wearing a snow pile, Green watches as Blue closes his eyes, waiting for his body heat to simply melt the snow off himself, with rivulets of snowmelt running down his body, collecting into a puddle beneath him. Narration: 1: Melt off the snow Green, who still has snow piled on him, watches on as Blue radiates heat, causing the snowmelt on and around him to evaporate. Narration: 2: Steam dry Green, still covered in clumps of snow, chases after Blue, who is doing his best to get away from him. Narration: 3: Run for your life Blue: Don't touch me, you wet goblin! Green: But you're warm!

An array of Foxes in Love goods, featuring both of the foxes as plushies, four volumes of the comic albums, and a deck of tarot cards.

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A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green looks delighted as Blue returns home, bruised and battered, looking completely exhausted, with an olive green helmet hanging on his head. Green: Welcome home! How was the airsoft thing? Blue: Pure adrenaline chaos. A flashback image of Blue in the airsoft game, running through chaotic crossfire of noise, little explosions, and tiny plastic beads, eyes wide. Blue, narrating: All blurs into a bedlam of explosions, shouts, confusion and fear. Another view of the game, where Blue is laying on his back on the floor, with another fox - sand-coloured teammate, also wearing a helmet, drags him by the tail, all the while tiny bb-balls are being fired at both of them. Blue, continuing to narrate: Twice I got hit and had to get dragged across a hallway like a rag. Back to the present moment, Green leans towards Blue, who has settled down onto the floor, exhausted but evidently happy. Green: Was it fun? Blue: It was awesome.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting with their backs facing each other, both deep in their own thoughts. Blue turns to listen as Green turns to look at him over his shoulder. Green: Did I just say that out loud? Blue frowns in confusion. Blue: ...No? Green turns back around, seeming relieved. Blue continues to stare at him, deeply baffled and suspicious. Green: Oh, thank goodness.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is watching Green eat snack bars straight out of a packet, wrappers of individual bars strewn around him. Blue: So how are the gingerbread cookie flavoured snack bar things? Green's answer turns into narration as the scene quickly changes to a vision of Green brazenly licking the wall of a massive decorative gingerbread house taller than himself. Green, narrating: You know that dry, stale, slightly dusty taste of a gingerbread house that's been on display all month? Back to the original scene, Blue looks at Green with mild surprise. Green returns his gaze without hesitation or embarrassment. Blue: No?! Green: Well, it's like that. Blue raises an eyebrow as Green calmly starts eating another snack bar. Blue: Then why are you still eating them? Green: Nobody can stop me.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Green is looking at Blue, who is sulking, with his back towards Green. Green: ...Are you mad at me? Blue: No. Green: Are you mad at something else? Blue: A little bit, yes. Green: Do you want to talk? Can I help in any way? Blue: No, and no. I'm okay. Satisfied with the answers, Green turns to his other side, and both foxes close their eyes to sleep. Green: Okay then. Goodnight. Blue: Goodnight.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue looks at Green in confusion, as Green is covered in pink hair rollers. Green: I'm going to find out what I'd look like with curls! Blue sits down to wait as Green leaves the room. Green: It's time to take the rollers out! Blue sits with the most neutral expression possible as Green returns, as a fluffy cloud of uncontrollable curls. With miraculous self-discipline, Blue manages to keep his expression neutral, while Green frowns at him. Blue: Requesting permission to laugh hysterically. Green: Request denied.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting at a little bonfire, gazing restfully into the flickering flames. Blue: Do you ever think of the ways your life could've gone differently? Green: No. Blue: Like if you could start over with everything that you know now? Green: Nope. The odds of finding you again in the right place at the right time are way too low. Blue: You'd rather have me than a new chance? Green: Having you is the best possible life.

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A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green turn to look at something in the sky with mild concern. Blue: What is that? A helium balloon? Green: No, it's floating downward, not up. Both foxes are startled, eyes wide, Blue still looking at the sky as Green already turns to flee. Blue: It's coming right at us! Green: Run! Instantly, the unindentified flying object, which is now revealed to be a bright red festive christmas hat, lands right on Green's head with great force and precision. Blue looks down to Green, who is now laying on th ground, the seasonal hat positioned right on his head. Blue: It's December first, isn't it? Green: Yep.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are casually sitting around. Green is reading a book, while Blue is making a series of various noises. Blue: Hik... Hik.. Snif, snif, krhm, hmh, krhm, hmh, burp, sigh Both foxes are mildly startled as a bright "ping!" noise is heard, and blue lights up, glowing around the edges. Both foxes look at Blue, puzzled. Blue: I think I hit some secret combo code by accident.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are both very old, walking somewhere together, as text above them narrates. Narration: If we both go deaf when we're old, let's hope we go together. Frowning in mild confusion, Blue and Green discuss something very loudly. Narration: Yelling when we talk just to hear our own voices. Wondering out loud why the world has gone so quiet now. Next door, a reddish neighbour fox is on the floor, pressing a pillow over their ears, trying to ignore the loud conversation. Narration: While our neighbours wish that they could also live in our quiet, private little world.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is sitting next to Green, who has curled up into a tight ball, looking miserable. Green: Would you still love me if I never got better? Blue hesitates a moment before answering. Blue: What a silly thing to ask. Joining Green on the floor, Blue wraps himself around Green, who doesn't seem as sad anymore. Blue: I would love you even if you got worse.

Good news: I'm getting better and will start posting again on monday. Awesome news: THE PLUSHIES ARE BACK!

A single uncoloured drawing of a tired, sleepy fox laying under a weighed blanket, coupled with the text "Not well. Will return once well."

Sick, probably. Will get back in a week or two.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue jumps in shock as Green floats idly by him. Green: I don't feel like doing today. Blue turns his head to follow where Green is going as Green floats further away. Blue: Doing what today? Green: Just the whole day. Any of it. As Green drifts out of sight, Blue raises his eyebrow, puzzled, watching where Green drifted off to. Blue: Also why are you floating? Green, out of frame: I got excommuned by gravity. Blue stares after Green, now in blank bafflement. Blue: ...What?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is laying on the floor, suffering, as Green peers at him cautiously. Green: How's your headache? Can I help in any way? Blue: Not really. I just have to suffer through it. Having produced an antique-style velvet-cushioned fainting couch, apparently out of nowhere, Green places Blue upon it. Blue rests on his back, still exactly just as miserable as before. Green: Would you feel better suffering on a nice fainting couch? Blue: It's not worse. Closing his eyes, Green cuddles up to Blue, loosely wrapping around him. Green: What if I lay down too, draped dramatically over you, lamenting your grievous fate? Blue: You don't have to do all that. Green: But I want to.