This week won’t be as busy as last week was, but there are still some exciting stuff planned!
Also, while basically all my friends are in finals/graduating from their undergrads, I still have more than a month of school left… I guess you can say I’m pretty jealous.
A little timeline of how Tamako has changed over the past year. I recently welcomed her newest incarnation as a F60 Cygne, almost exactly one year after I “completed” the first version of her. New Tamako is so much more like what I’d envisioned her as, with a sweeter look, rounded eyes, and pouty lips. I’ve also modded her nose to have less pointy tip and a slightly more curved bridge.
Her faceup’s quick and dirty since I used it as a warmup for my other commissions over the weekend but I’m pretty happy with it. I’ll be granting her a full (clothed) photoshoot soon!
She’s also very very excited to visit some of the friends she made last year at Doll North :) I’ll be going as an attendee this year so I can actually hang out! Feel free to message me if you’d like to plan a date at Tim Horton’s!!
EDIT: I GOT TOO EXCITED ABOUT THE UPDATE AND FORGOT TO ADD IN HIS GLITCHES AND HEART STRING THING IN THE FIRST 4 PANELS SORRY
Important Note: From here on all comic updates will be tagged with #fatal error comic, so if you just want to follow tag then go ahead :) I’ll retag the older updates later. Thanks for being so patient as I’m getting myself organized. I can’t stress enough how unexpected all of this attention was XD
Picked up some mini prints today!!
They would have looked a lot better if I had the versions of the book that I based the colour schemes on and also if the people who work at Staples understood the concept of using bleed when printing images.
hello my loveies!! so, i wanted to inform everyone that i am going to be Going Ghost on this blog next month – and let me explain why!
so my plan is/was to publish Have Some Pride in june, because june is pride month and my book is all about lgbtq+ pride :’) but i still have four story submission poems i need to write before i can deem myself finished and after that i need to get into editing! plus i need to work something out with my friend stormy, who is doing illustrations for me for this book! so i really have to buckle down and get to work so i can stay on track with publishing in june!!!
so what exactly does Going Ghost mean? it just means that i probably won’t be posting on here as much as i usually do! i’ll still try to post /something/ as to not completely abandon you guys or this blog, and i will still be answering asks and taking requests. but i need to make Have Some Pride my priority, as i want it to be absolutely PERFECT when i publish it. i hope yall understand and won’t be mad at me <3 but yeah i just wanted to give you guys a heads up, so you don’t think i’ve gone away or anything haha i’m not going anywhere! but in case it gets quiet over here next month, this is why <3
Your hair clung annoyingly to your forehead as your hands scrambled frantically to find something –anything– to hold on to. The cold metal handle of the shower door was the only thing it found amidst your shallow, shaky breaths. His lips were soft, and slick under the running water. Namjoon’s hands stroked up and down your body, swiping bubbled layers of soapy water over you. The bar of soap pressed against your flesh, its subtle scent breathing through the plumes of steam growing in the shower. You could see the faint reflection of yourselves in the mirror through the thick coat of steam on the glass, and it was so fucking hot. His tall body stood behind yours, his long fingers lost in your cunt. He sighed with content and he brushed his thumb lightly over your already sensitive clit. “God, I love you so much,” he grunted, placing a kiss at the nape of your neck.
After spending over a year together, you had learned that the best way to some amazing sex was some highly provocative pictures while he was already sweaty at dance practice and a little audio recording right as he was on his way home. The result was always some exciting and very long-lasting sex trip through the rooms of your house. Needless to say, it never failed.
His lips travelled along your shoulder, leaving soft kisses as his hand grazed up and down your thigh. He was tracing your hip bones softly with the soap before he dropped it suddenly to the hard shower floor and slammed straight into you. “Namjoon, fuck!” You screamed out, the echo reverberating against the white porcelain and glass of the shower. “Shit, yes, yes, yes,” you sobbed, your chest trembling with the glorious sensation of his cock hitting your insides. It wasn’t the first time tonight.