Been threatening to do this for a while, and here we are. Comms are open, and they're pwyc. Only have lunch money and an idea? We can do a ten minute doodle. Got Christmas money and want a portrait fit to decorate your pillow fortress? We can do that too. Get in my DMs!
Chris winced as the pressure under his tail increased. It wasn't the plug that bothered him, it was the rest of it - the vice grip, her motherly cooing, the cold sensation of the baby wipes and lubricant. Or was it that he wasn't bothered that bothered him?
Haha guess who scripted a whole ass page of Unexpected Changes before realizing he was supposed to be working on Party Poopers
Hint: Def not me.
Here, be distracted by a retelling of Chip's first shower diaper.
The stillness before the plunge
The narrowing of your world to your own racing heart
To the ringing in your ears
To the tightness in your chest
And then
Again
Party Pooper pg 30
The subconscious holds in itself a remarkable capacity for responding directly to queries, if you listen. But what else is waiting in ambush for the opportunity to be heard?
Thanks to
@Lucidrian
for his help with the creeper designs.
I bet you thought I forgot about these two.
Olive is going to need a new wand...
This was going to be part of an April fools joke, but I got, uh, carried away. Anyway, enjoy.
Commission for
@dumbbabyderg
Exploring the Large Mammal section of the mall is a great way to get into little space, but it does come with certain...risks.
At least Melody didn't leave us to mind the cart at the checkout counter this time?
When I told my family to warn me before they pay me a visit at home, I trusted they understood this did not mean "call me at 11pm to tell me they were coming by tomorrow morning."
That trust was sorely misplaced.
It's now just past 1am and we're still frantically cleaning.
Party Poopers pg 2
Cw: clean diapers
Anxiety is a bitch.
Please ignore the shitty candy in panel 3, I was having an off day and couldn`t be arsed to find reference.
Triggers: blood, sūicide, harsh language, self-abuse
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Designed in collaboration with
@Lucidrian
What is the thing in your head that whispers lies to you when you rest? It desperately wants you to think it's part of you. But face it, would you use this language on a friend?
@KittenScy
made the mistake of letting me have creative freedom on their charity raffle reward, so here, have a picture of them on the first day of summer!
I could exercise a scrap of self control and wait for 5pm to post this.
Or I could just post it now while vibratinglike a gremlin and RT it later.
Party Poopers pg 6. Do you ever get that sinking feeling like everything is about to go horribly wrong?
Some folks are little because they're working through trauma.
Some folks are little because they missed out on their childhood and want it back.
Some folks are little because they can't stand the stress of being an adult in this shit world one second longer and need a break...
Seeing as it's nsfw day, allow me to RT one of my favorites. I have to get back to drawing raunchy shit before my reputation gets ruined by posting philosophy and shadow-work...
Chris winced as the pressure under his tail increased. It wasn't the plug that bothered him, it was the rest of it - the vice grip, her motherly cooing, the cold sensation of the baby wipes and lubricant. Or was it that he wasn't bothered that bothered him?
Someone wakes up to find it isn't how much he drank last night that's the problem, but WHAT he drank.
I did this a while ago, not sure how much further I'll take it.
All characters 18+
@QuickCast3
@miermir_
So
Sketches always "look" better because the rough lines let the eyes interpret them however they please.
Once you've inked, those lines aren't what you have gotten used to seeing, so it looks "bad."
You're probably over-detailing your sketches, try doing them with less detail.
Anxiety doesn't attack the same way twice. It twists what you see and hear until your world is utterly unrecognizable. It's a towering mountain of trauma. You can't turn it off. You can't force it to be quiet.
But that doesn't mean you have no weapons in the fight.
What's this?
Why, it's a convenient landmark to raffle off a full color drawing!
And definitely not a stalling tactic while I figure out the script for page 3 of unexpected changes!
You know the deal. Follow, RT, no nsfw cubs, no contest or locked accounts. This closes 12-11!
I'm gonna rt this every time I see it until I stop hearing shit about Twitter being billions of dollars in debt now, and then probably more after that
We deserve a platform that isn't actively trying to squelch us.
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Remember when they tried to trick us into being physically fit?
Been having a rough day, so I drew the most silly thing I could think of at the time. Guess I've been on an 80s kick.
Alternates downthread.
So here I am sitting in my car, minding my own business, drawing and waiting for my client, when off my left shoulder I hear some guy crooning,
"Where's my Lucy? Where's my good puppy? Where's my good girl?"
And I ignore it, because that obviously has nothing to do with me. +
So
I was going to save this for the last page of Party Poopers, but given the increasing likelihood that this website won't exist when I finish, maybe I'd better do it now.
This isn't a pity party, but it's going to get personal.
See, I had this dream, once upon a time.
🧵
Honestly, every time I think I've exhausted the dl community on Twitter, I post another page and more of y'all come out of the woodwork.
I look forward to giving y'all something to smile about. <3
In the past week my husband and I have managed to spill on the couch:
1 cup of coffee
1 cup of orange juice
1 whole ass untouched plate of chips and a hamburger
And I am one more mess away from imposing mandatory bottles, bibs and highchairs at dinner.
Y'all, shit just hits a little different on Mastodon, idk what to tell you. Maybe people are just eager to escape the culture perpetuated by Twitter, but it's like the first day on the playground at a new school and everyone is showing off their new lunchbox.
It's nice.
What's a new DL account without a nice new banner?
There's nothing worse than being caught out at work and being dragged off to the company changing room.
@MommaDragon3
@rabbit_ebooks
Psure this is a prototype patent for a system of extremely invasive ads that force the viewer to physically and verbally interact with the ad before the video resumes. IE standing up and saying "Snickers!"
The internet made a joke out of it, because reasons.
If this comic has helped you understand yourself better, helped you to develop a better relationship with yourself, helped you find a little confidence of your own to move forward,
Just know that I see you, I understand, and my DMs are open if you want to talk.
/🧵
Personally I find being stuck in a playpen with rattles, blocks and baby talk frustrating and dull.
Give me a play mat with Legos and hot wheels, lecture me about cleaning my room, make me stand still while you check my diaper, whatever, but I need stimulation!
@BloomMoonbeam
Seeing a lot of "used to"s in this thread, when y'all should still be clinging to whatever desperate fantasy gets you through the day.
Shit's hard out there, don't abandon the tools that work for you.
@whereswallda060
@AssignedMale
Yeah. They presume the able bodied partner will provide for the disabled partner, and count their income when deciding on benefits. Because God forbid a family with a working adult has an extra grand a month to swing around I guess.
Perhaps this is why NTs get wound up when someone responds to their description of an experience with an experience of their own. Maybe they don't think "wow this person went through the same thing, they understand," maybe they feel their experience has been diminished.
Becoming convinced that half the reason I'm abdl is so when the oppressive nature of reality causes my autism and anxiety to combine into screaming rage and a desire to destroy something, it can be treated like a tantrum and I can be put in the corner to let it burn out.
I haven't gone to bed yet, that means technically this is three posts in one day! Is that a sign of the apocalypse?
Raffle reward for
@Kaiyuto_W
!
I hadn't intended to do color, but it seemed important to them, so I changed my mind and tried not to fail too hard at it. >>
You may be wondering why Party Poopers hasn't updated recently.
Two weeks ago, my husband caught something gnarly and was laid up for a week
Last week, I caught the same from him.
This week, I am still suffering a hacking cough that's stopped me from sleeping for three days.