Three all-ages fairy tales of kindness and acceptance, beautifully illustrated and presented in English and Romanian.
Queer healing stories of queer dragons in the month of queer. From queer author and queer illustrator and queer publisher.
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Three all-ages fairy tales of kindness and acceptance, beautifully illustrated and presented in English and Romanian.
Queer healing stories of queer dragons in the month of queer. From queer author and queer illustrator and queer publisher.

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Nikita Chan (Chinese/American), Rainbow Shower, 2025, Colored pencil on paper
A piece from 2023 that I don't think I've posted before.
Spooky Night
“Well, aren’t you going to scare them?” the skeleton asked, gesturing at the group of oblivious humans down the dark street.
“Why would I?” Jack asked.
“They’re younglings out on an October night and you’re a jack-o’-lantern, ready to pounce.”
“No need when they’re already scared,” Jack replied.
“They’re not, they’re laughing!” the skeleton argued.
“You’re old-fashioned,” Jack told it. “These days, no one’s going to be afraid of something they know is inside every human—not when the outside world is so much scarier.”
“Well, you’re in the outside world!” the skeleton said, crossing its arms with a creaking sound.
“Yes, but right now we don’t shake things up by giving them a fright; in fact, at this moment, our power is to offer comfort.” Jack’s eyes lit up and he shifted into a sleeker (but still orange) shape, just in time to welcome the group with a meow and receive their cooing and petting.
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[Image description: A jack-o’-lantern lit up in the darkness. The pumpkin is carved to show the smiling face of a cat, with a heart for a nose.]
Visit Norway!
Take me away, soft Norwegian travel butch

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Shaking Ghosts
The trees were pretty, and they knew it.
As soon as a boat dared to disturb their waters, they rustled their leaves in protest. When that didn’t help, they creaked and groaned and threatened to fall down.
Sometimes boats even had the nerve to stop, making it impossible for the trees to look at their own reflections for hours on end. The trees growled that they would lift their roots to kick and stomp on the boat until it sank, until the message finally came across and a sign was installed to mark that anchoring was prohibited in this area.
It wasn’t all vanity that made the trees act like this. Every year by the end of summer, ghosts arrived that would shake the trees’ branches and steal their leaves, and the trees were only able to perceive them in their reflection. The last time a boat had been anchored, it had taken one of the trees so long to notice that a ghost was attacking him, that by the time he finally knew to shoo it away, he’d gone completely bald.
But now they had the sign, and the boats were learning to stay away, so nothing could ever go wrong again.
Then a duck jumped in the water.
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[Image description: The photo looks out over the water, in which the line of trees behind it is reflected. In the middle of the photo, a duck disturbs the water’s surface. Between the trees is a red-and-white sign prohibiting anchoring. In the background there’s a farm, more trees, grass, and a grey sky.]
Journey to Japan (there and back again)
I've been to Japan last week. It was an amazing experience, I immediately want to go back and see more. (If you squint very very hard, in that city overview in daylight, you will see the outline of Mt. Fuji in a slightly darker blue. Did not manage to get closer to it because of time constraints.) Pictures are from Tokyo and Kanazawa, both beautiful cities with rich history and this permeating dichotomy of old, traditional, calm, silent, and new, neon, busy, loud. I wish I'd have practiced more words in Japanese before I went, but what little I knew (basically saying thank you before I remember I also knew hello and please, but plane sleepless brain) went a long way in communicating with people. At the market outside of Sensō-ji, I stopped at a store to buy a fan I liked (black with pink sakura flowers), there were these two older ladies that had a lot of fun communicating with me through gestures while the pay-machine ran out of paper roll, and I was pointing at things I wanted (I also got this cloth printed in the same pattern, it's for wrapping and carrying small boxes, but can also serve as wall hanging); one of them gave me the tiniest paper crane possible (it's smaller than my fingernail!) and showed me how to make it three-dimensional and flat again (I forgot how, but will cherish it either way). I got to throw ninja stars at the weapon's museum, see secret passages in an ancient temple, said prayers at shrines (and hello to their guardians) and drew a fortune at a temple, had matcha icecream and found a black kimono, office beer after working hours, Japanese style pizza, crossed the Shibuya scramble several times with troves of people in the evening and very few in the morning, navigated the Tokyo train system successfully, got handmade shoes with an unusual cut from a local craftsplace, and squeezed through very busy market-streets. And we flew over the North Pole on the way back! \o/
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Love that dollop of warm color in the middle of the darkness

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Last call for dragon t-shirts! Very nice, ace colors (heh) with a motif made of dragons and other friend creatures from Atthis books. (Can you spot the Alia Terra dragon?)
Gone forever on 30 April 2024! So get one now if you can!
by Slávka K
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There are voices in the static, strange words whispered down the wires.