My Artist corner･:*+

What if Grace made a lopsided crochet Rocky and cuddled it every night.

What if Rocky couldn’t stop making xenonite puppets of his alien friend.

2026 - 2025 - 2024 - 2023

in spite of it all, happy 2026 pride.

you can download current and past hi-res versions of these over at my ko-fi (ok to print for personal use): https://ko-fi.com/mxmorgan/shop/freedownloads

you can also snag shirts here which go to various orgs: https://mxmorgan.threadless.com/collections/pride

these get reposted a whole lot from here to reddit to twitter to tiktok and on and on, and i don't personally care whether or not i'm credited. i made these for everyone to use, enjoy, and find meaning in them. i appreciate folks who do credit me, but if able, please at least link to the threadless shop in the previous post - folks can get an official shirt where 90% of earnings go to trans led orgs focused on mental health (which is an important matter in general, but very personal to me) and not from a scam bot site selling AI-churned maga garbage where you probably won't get one anyway. i also suggest downloading the files from my ko-fi - they are free/PWYW and you can use them to make your own shirt, patch, embroidery project, whatever. tips are always nice, cuz i do like a pizza now and then, but never required for download.

You've felt more accepted in groups as a rookie being hazed, because at least you could earn your place. With the task force you have no idea what you're doing wrong.

Everytime you walk into a room, they make no effort to hid the grimace they share.

Lips curled back, nose scrunched, brows furrowed. Indisputably a grimace, followed by an exhale. It's fucking humiliating. Do you smell bad? Is it because you're human? You know feline hybrids have sharp noses.

So you buy a new perfume, shower more and always spritz some on afterwards.

That, somehow, makes it worse.

Ghost leaves the room when you enter, gaz and soap always sit farthest from you, and even price turns sharp and stilted in his conversation. And they're always fucking grimacing.

Little do you know, that grimace is actually a flehmen response. A natural habit of feline hybrids to inhale scents better. Oh, and the reason they do it all the time with you? Because you smell amazing, mouthwatering.

> looks inside

> moral panic over art and appeals to normalcy

reacting that way if it

was a vagina.