permets-tu?

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

…relic…

lets lay down with mama

lets lay down with mama

Oh look it’s 5th June, have a soggy Barricade Day on me ;)  I thought I’d do something reasonably light-hearted for a change…. okay, so it’s light-hearted until the last panel of the second page, whats your point I’ve been meaning to do this comic on Joly and Bossuet for several years now, but they’d earned a reprieve several times over on account of other stories getting in the way. Well, not this year…. Inspired by Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, Eglantine’s Things We Share, the last sentence of Colonel Despard’s Eyes I thought I Was Not Like To Find (I know it doesn’t seem related, but there’s something about the way the sentence was crafted that triggered the last two lines of this comic - and the rest of the comic just grew around it -, don’t blame me for how my brain works ok), and god knows what other fanfic/art I might have been soaking up over the years. (If someone else has done something in this vein, I am very, very sorry). I’d actually fully drafted a detailed script for a 12-page comic revolving around Joly and Bossuet’s friendship before I came to my senses and realised there was absolutely no goddamn way I could humanly pull this off by this Barricade Day and hacked it down to three pages. (Though I still regret the loss of the tale of how Bossuet came to move in with Joly…).

[I should point out that Panel 2, Page 2 does in no way imply that Joly doesn’t snore in his sleep; simply that Bossuet likely sleeps through it like a log. ;) ]

[Also, Joly and Bossuet are literally in every damn panel of this comic, although they were regrettably obscured by the text box in the first panel of the last page. Here’s proof that I didn’t manage to forget them…. ;) ]

This would’ve been up sooner, only it was at the eleventh hour that I realised I’d accidentally resurrected Feuilly from the dead in the second panel of the last page, and had to go fix the wretched thing. [Also, I mistakenly put one of Feuilly’s Six on the barricade, but that’s not the first time it’s happened, so I’m going to brazenly claim that I somehow meant for it to happen.] Also, there are unnamed characters that have been appearing in my comics for years, that I should probably get around to giving names or something. Because. Also, I am reasonably certain that I have by now drawn more bloody guardsmen than anyone else save for Takahiro Arai, and no I do not consider this any kind of accomplishment; outright stupidity, maybe. I’ve used too many bloody alsos. Also, @oilan​, please don’t scream at me. It’s a barricade. Barricade-y things happen. I don’t always have control of where my brain takes me.

Lito, Hernando and Dani at Sao Paulo Pride