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ssclownshine

@ssclownshine.bsky.social

🤡 22, she/they 🤡 Self-taught traditional and digital artist. I also like creative writing and fiber arts. 🤡 Zoology major 🐦

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columbo screenshots @columboscreens.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Jay Eaton @jayeatonart.bsky.social · 4w ago

This week on #RunawaytotheStars: Imagine an 80km rollercoaster ascent, then a cable descends from the sky and yoinks you off the rails. Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com Read ahead: https://patreon.com/jayrockin

A fleet of vehicles depart from the glowing airlock chamber of the recycling plant and head towards the Runaway, which is stationed on the rails outside with a towering delicate-materials hitch attached to the jack sled it sits on, and a construction elevator positioned outside its docking ring. A suited Talita is shown handing off pressurized canisters of luggage from the construction elevator to Gillie and Idrisah, who are standing inside the airlock of the Runaway. Inside the airlock, the sweaty trio take off their helmets and enjoy the cool air blasting from the air pumps. Gillie's hair and Talita's mane are rumpled and wet and flattened from being in the helmets. Talita stretches her arm and jaw as Idrisah signs thanks to her for doing so much heavy lifting. On the wall panel displays, Bip waves to them and prints the word "WELCOME!" The lifting isn't done yet, though, as the trio pack their belongings into the cargo bay. Luggage is held to the floor, walls, and ceiling with thick adjustable straps, then covered with netting. Talita brings in cargo while Gillie and Idrisah tighten straps. Finally, the three follow Bip's directions into a room of the third floor. They point down from the third floor ceiling and print the words "LAUNCH BEDS." They carefully climb down the ladder through the door of the sideways room.

Gillie, Idrisah, and Talita all lie down in cushioned launch beds that are positioned flat against the interior outer wall of the ship, and buckle their seatbelts. Bip's icon lounges on the wall next to them, as if also lying down. The floor of the room (currently a vertical wall at their feet) displays a countdown of 25 minutes and 32 seconds. The launch procedure begins, described in steps: 1. Dispatches on ground rail: the sled with the Runaway travels away from the recycling plant along the outside of the berm wall. 2. Transfers to access rail: the sled switches rails onto a path that takes it around the far edge of the berm, and into the interior loop. 3. Merges onto loop rail: the sled switches tracks onto the looped end of the launch highway. 4. Passes through magnetic bearing housing: the sled rounds the loop track along the inside of the berm and passes through one of the trapezoidal buildings powering the rotors of the launch loop. 5. Approaches loop ascent: the sled heads out straight towards the climb. 6. Ascends launch loop: the sled climbs the 80 km tall rail, the ground beneath it falling away to an inky black sky with stars. Direct message log: Calcery: Hey Talita, I hope you're doing well.

oscar | BRAINSHARING imminent @pepperbloom.bsky.social · 2y ago

scribble comic on being "born trans" cuz im always thinkin about it. #pepperbloomart

photo of a smeary ink comic in my sketchbook.
panel 1: "as a kid in the 2000s, my impression of trans people was mostly this." on TV, a woman states, "my soul is trapped in the wrong body."
panel 2: "in the mid 2010s it was more like this." a tumblr post reads, "my parents assigned me the wrong gender at birth."
panel 3: "throughout the eras of discourse there was one throughline." a figure waves a big pride flag and states, "nobody made me trans - i was born this way."
panel 4: "so if i definitely AM transgender, but if i definitely WASN'T at birth, where do i fit in?"
panel 5: me prancing around in a tutu. "i was not a transgender child. i loved girly stuff. ballet, barbies, the whole 9 yards."
panel 6: "actually i didn't even question my gender until all my friends were doing it." a friend asks, "we're all jumping off this bridge, you in?" i reply "oh hell yeah!"
panel 7: "but i did start to actively ID as trans after a few decades of the crushing expectations of womanhood." the word "womanhood" is massive, crushing me.
panel 8: "masculinity was my escape. maybe i didn't have a male 'soul,' but i WANTED one." i'm laying on my bed, gazing sadly at r/ftm.

panel 9. "if we understand 'man' and 'woman' as social constructs, shifting among different places and time periods, then we must acknowledge transness is a construct as well." doodles of the same woman, dressed in clothes from around the world.
panel 10: "which is kinda scary! cuz if transness isn't inherent, then--" a strawman transphobe bursts in shouting "TRANS IS FAKE"
panel 11: transphobe grabs me by the shirt. "you admit it! gender is a social contagion! you're making the kids MORE TRANS!"
panel 12: "to which i can only respond" -- i shrug and smile -- "yeah! pretty cool right?"
panel 13: my fursona dressed as a girl and a boy, dancing with itself. "judith butlet famously described gender as performative. cis and trans alike, we act out gender to reinforce it."
panel 14: boy fursona vanishes. girl furzona is handed a paper with the trans symbol on it. "but you don't need to be handed the 'trans script' to try a new role."
panel 15: "after all--" my fursona wearing a beret in a folding chair. "you're in the director's chair!"
panel 16: me chillin'. "maybe if womanhood was defined differently, i'd still be a woman. but i CHOSE to transition. and i'm damn glad i did."

ted (evil)@corantus.bsky.social · last mo.

uhhh hi. can i interest you all in more walrus girl

Jay Eaton @jayeatonart.bsky.social · last mo.

This week on #RunawaytotheStars: Tragic irony, and epic babies reveal. Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com Read ahead: https://patreon.com/jayrockin

Verengt: Do you know what they think of us? Talita: It's... similar? Your relaxed eyes and lips actually look like an "angry" expression to them. Talita points at her face, relaxing her eyes into a half-lidded position and her lip corners into a droop. The impression is similar to a human glower or displeased frown. Verengt: Is that why you're doing all this with your eyelids⁇ Their trunk curls into a smile, and they mimic the expressions Talita makes with her nictitating membranes, gesturing similarly with a hand. Verengt: I thought you were just very anxious! Talita glances away in embarrassment, rubbing her neck with a hand. Talita: Er... Well… It may be both. Verengt: I've never met another dwaull like you. I look forward to talking more!

Talita's expression falls. Talita: I’m so sorry, I don’t know what Mel told you… But I’m actually… leaving this place. Tonight. Verengt: Ah, so we won’t be working with you? Talita: No… Verengt: A shame! But we would never keep you from traveling. Talita: Is there any way I could contact you from space? I hate to leave you without any help adjusting to the job. Verengt grimaces and reaches underneath the cloak covering their back. Verengt: Partwack… my children are better with alien technology than me…

Verengt: But I do have this… They lift their cloak, briefly revealing the six larvae clinging to their back. They are round and chubby with vertical stripes, and each is chewing on the end of a silk thread produced from a pair of spinnerets emerging where a tail would be on a mammal. Talita looks down at them in delight and wonder. Verengt pulls a phone out of their pocket and drops the cape, peering at the screen with a monocle corded to the phone case. Verengt: If you give me the number of your phone, I can send messages to it. Talita: Oh! Yes! Of course. Verengt pops the monocle into the socket on the back of their phone and hands it to Talita, who enters her phone number on the screen's extremely large text input. She hands it back to Verengt. Talita: If you have any questions at all, contact me. The equipment is designed for humans, so you to have to be creative to get some of it to work.

Verengt: I will send messages to you, Talita. Have a safe migration! They step back to rejoin the three other centaurs, making a downwards gesture with an open palm. The other three repeat the gesture. Talita is slightly confused, but beaming with a returned trunk smile anyways. Talita: ...Yeah! Talita walks with a fleet of autonomously driven trucks full of luggage through the plant, and out towards the main airlock. There, near the same lockers that Talita used to suit up with the temp workers, Idrisah and Gillie are putting on their company-assigned exosuits. Talita: Sorry I'm late. Idrisah: No problem, you're... Ugh! She fumbles the ring of the hip gasket and her pants drop down to her knees, dangling by a fluid cooling linkup. Talita smiles, this time with her mouth. Talita: Need help? Idrisah looks at her, apologetic. Idrisah: Yes please.

🥩🔪jude🔪🥩@everestseal.bsky.social · last mo.

costume change!

Pail @pailknight.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Endacopia good game I am not immune to silly singing surgeons

Em @emdoods.bsky.social · 2mo ago

So I had the two combined . . #endacopia

Jay Eaton @jayeatonart.bsky.social · 2mo ago

This week on #RunawaytotheStars: Idrisah caves, Tod don't care, the trio prepares for liftoff. Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com Read ahead: https://patreon.com/jayrockin

Idrisah stares up at Talita, surprised by her response. Gillie nudges into Idrisah with a cheeky grin. Gillie: (ASL) I trust them enough to fly us to Nexus Jovia without murdering us in our sleep! Idrisah hunches her shoulders and grips her forehead, grimacing. Gillie: (ASL) If they want to avoid the law, us going missing after boarding their ship would be WAY more suspicious than just dropping us off and leaving! Idrisah: (ASL) BUT— She turns to Gillie, faltering, breaking up in a nervous sweat. Idrisah: (ASL) I— We... We would get charged a cancellation fee on our ferry ship booking... Gillie put her hands on her hips, looking insulted.

Gillie: (ASL) Idrisah, would you rather spend two weeks on a ship with this lovely woman and an AI that's been more considerate to us than our employers... Talita looks surprised, then glances away, cheek feathers fluffing up at the compliment. Gillie: (ASL) Or those obnoxious temps? Idrisah thinks silently, hands on her hips. Idrisah: (ASL) Ok. Alright. Yeah! She turns to Talita conspiratorially. Idrisah: (ASL) What do you need us to do? Talita: (ASL) I'll move your bags out if you two handle food and supplies…

Talita trots up to Tod, who has loaded all her boxes in the back of the truck and and is climbing into the drivers seat. Talita: Tod! Could I borrow a couple more trucks tonight? Tod stares, deadpan. Tod: You roped the Touati-Sharpe couple into coming on your custom ship, huh? Her eyes widen in horror as she watch Tod finishes climbing behind the wheel. Talita: Mel told you?? Tod: Sure did. Her gaze flicks nervously to the side. Talita: Oh. Are… you mad? About me quitting right after 3 other long term employees… Tod leans back comfortably into the driver's seat, one hand on the wheel, utterly unfazed. Tod: Nah. This kinda massive turnover happens every five years here. Though this is the ballsiest exit I’ve seen yet.

Talita stares as Tod backs the vehicle up to turn it around. Tod: Don't blow up in orbit. I'd be sad. A montage of panels show the trio preparing to leave. Idrisah packs food onto a trolley in the community walk-in fridge, assisted by Rasheed. He points out the meat and fish packages while Idrisah counts to herself on her hands. After gathering the food, she hands him a bag full of garlic crickets while making an exaggerated "shush" gesture. Rasheed takes the bag and gives her a thumbs up. The tower lets out a bing bing and the lights begin to shut off as Gillie, Idrisah, and Talita move boxes out of the human apartment building and onto another truck bed. It's now dark in the habitat dome. Gillie and Idrisah follow the autonomous truck out towards the recycling plant, signing to Talita that they will meet her over there. Talita packs the last few straggler items onto a rolling cart, and waves to them.

Arlen! 🐗@ratwednesday.art · 2mo ago

I have updated! My! Shop! SPECIFICALLY I've finally listed the remaining handful of Tasseled Beasts that I brought home from Anthrocon - and they're looking for homes! www.ratwednesday.shop/category/original-artwork #bsnm

A photograph of five hanging wooden ornaments painted in bright colors. They depict a dragon's eye, a pink bird-like dragon, the tail of a colorful fish, green serpentine coils, and a blue dragon-y serpent.

ssclownshine @ssclownshine.bsky.social · 2mo ago

My fave #welcomehome #welcomehomearg #howdypillar

Traditional drawing of Howdy Pillar sitting on something unseen so that both sets of legs are visible. Both sets, one facing forwards and one backwards, have one leg crossed over the other. His four arms are resting on his side and legs in various ways, while one gestures. He's happily talking, but no dialogue is written.

ssclownshine @ssclownshine.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Test post because bsky isn't allowing me to upload my drawing? Help

ted (evil)@corantus.bsky.social · 11mo ago

do not fall for her tricks or schemes

Scary Gorgon @scarygorgon.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Bye Tim Curry. You made pollution weirdly sexy and confused a lot of millennial kids with that. Sleep well.

aquila 🍉 most normal frankenstein enjoyer @belllmonts.bsky.social · 2mo ago

"kill them with kindness" wrong. dolly parton with the holy moonlight greatsword to the face

Louie Zong @everydaylouie.bsky.social · 2mo ago

queen of hearts 💔

a stylized 3d render of dolly parton playing the banjo. the queen herself.

Cloudy💜Dreams @cloudydreams.bsky.social · 11mo ago

Apple Apple Apple #welcomehome

• abrobatOm🛩🇧🇷⭒˚.⋆༄. (NSFW DNI)@abrobalicesbobas.bsky.social · 2mo ago

EDDiE👀👀👀 #BRart #welcomehome

Coffin-Festival @coffin-festival.bsky.social · 2mo ago

We're providing beautiful Images to you from our Stream a few Days ago! With messages up here for you while I do it!

Jay Eaton @jayeatonart.bsky.social · 2mo ago

This week on #RunawaytotheStars: Time to go. Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com Read ahead: https://patreon.com/jayrockin

Mel folds their arms grumpily. Mel: Well, I’m asking now. Talita: I want to quit. Mel presses a hand to their temple and inhales deeply, as if about to go off on a tirade. Then they sigh, too tired to argue further. Mel: Sigh. Well, if you’re fast… You’ll get to leave on the ferry ship with the temp workers and your friends this weekend. Talita walks past Mel.

Mel looks up at Talita's back as she brushes past. They are barely taller than her midshoulders. Talita: No thanks. She smiles slightly to herself as she strides away confidently. Talita: I have my own ride.

Text exchange: Talita: Hey Bip. Is the habitat module passenger ready? Bip: Pretty much. Why? Talita: You know why. Bip: I'll make sure the fridge is cold and the water is potable. You better pack up fast! A wide overhead shot shows Talita moving boxes out of her storage unit onto the road. Tod pulls up next to the growing box pile with a cargo truck. Talita looks over as Idrisah and Gillie arrive from off screen, Idrisah running and Gillie walking. Idrisah: Talita!

ssclownshine @ssclownshine.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Mom said it's my turn on the cringe #verity #thatmob #drawing

A humanization of ThatMob, drawn as a thin man wearing an open sweater and sweatpants. His hair is styled into rows of braids against his head, with short loose braids coming off his neck. The lower half of his face is covered by a tube scarf.

Mob drawn from the side, shoulders up. Two captions are by his head.
- This bit [referring to braid shape] is supposed to look like an eye, but it got lost kinda.
- Little loose braids at bottom.

Verity's monster form sitting like a frog.

Mob holding Verity, rubbing his thumbs over Verity's surface. Verity looks sleepy and content.
Mob, thinking: "Kinda soft."

ssclownshine @ssclownshine.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Been feeling awful for the past few days despite being on vacation so I returned to basic (militsioner fanart) #militsioner #militsionertallboys #drawing

The Militsioner, a man in a Soviet-era police uniform, sits looking to the right. His arms are around his extended legs and his torso is hunched over.

The Militsioner standing behind a very small Pavel, holding up a giant cartoon mallet with one hand. Pavel is a fat man in a puffer coat and jeans. He has a relaxed smile.

The Militsioner standing close to the viewer, jabbing a finger towards Pavel who is far in the background. His face is tense and frustrated, and Pavel's is a blank, cat-like smile.
Militsioner: "I WANT THAT BEAR OBLITERATED."

ssclownshine @ssclownshine.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Mmy characters #drawing #originalcharacters #sketch

Pavel, a fat hairy man with his hair in a ponytail, walks to the beach with an umbrella slung over his shoulder and a tote on his other arm. He's wearing a small, leopard print bikini.

Pavel standing in an outfit similar to paintings of Henry VIII. He has slashed sleeves and pants, a knee length coat, a tasseled shawl, and a puffy, feathered hat. A cowl hides his hair and ears.

Stepan with his arms wrapped around Pavel's shoulders from the side, resting his head on Pavel's. Stepan is a thin man about a head taller than Pavel, with receding hair and a small mustache. Pavel has a hand holding onto one of Stepan's arms.

Pavel and Stepan in the same pose as before, but Stepan is now burying his face in Pavel's hair and Pavel is patting his arm.

Jay Eaton @jayeatonart.bsky.social · 3mo ago

This week on Runaway to the Stars: Mel knows too much, and yet understands nothing. Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com Love spec bio? Check out Almost Real zine! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/almost-real-book-1/almost-real-a-speculative-biology-zine-vol-6-and-book-1?ref=5jyrq9

Mel walks up to Talita with an uncertain expression. Mel: Talita… How did this happen? Talita pulls her hands off her face, gripping her neck and shoulder like she wants to vanish behind her arms. Talita: I don’t know, I turned my back, and... Mel puts their hand on their hip and rolls their eyes. Mel: Were you distracted by your repair project? Talita looks up, stunned. Talita: …Project?

Mel: Don’t play dumb. I do geosurvey more often than I do geosurvey reports, you know. I can see that ship you’ve programmed the RC vehicles to work on every night in satellite images. Talita stares at Mel, almost frozen except her hands slowly falling away from her face. Talita: …Why didn’t you say anything? Mel rolls their eyes again and scowls. Mel: I’m not a tyrant. You’ve been a dedicated and responsible employee. I thought letting you have an outlet for tinkering couldn’t hurt. After this… I’m not sure that was the right move.

Talita: I– I wasn’t even working on that today! I was with the crew the entire time! Mel: Then why is one of them in the hospital? Talita throws up her hands in frustration. Talita: I told him not to climb on the tower! He didn't listen! Mel sneers and folds their arms. Mel: Oh, please... How hard can it be for you to be authoritative, Talita? You’re 3 meters tall with sharp teeth! Talita stares at Mel in wide-eyed disbelief, mane beginning to flare out in anger. Talita: …You think that makes this EASIER!? Mel: It couldn’t hurt to lean into it! You’re so shy… it’s ridiculous seeing you get pushed around by your subordinates!

Skree Ghoulsen 🎃🦇🌿@breebird33.bsky.social · 4mo ago

My piece for @novamali.bsky.social and @damesprod.bsky.social's queer knight art book, My Liege, in its entirety 👑💕✨ Only a couple days left to pre-order a copy: www.kickstarter.com/projects/nov...