Art about transformation I think

hello everyone this is cardie's new design going forward

putting the gon back in cardiegon

girl.

lesson learned: don't buy suspiciously good vr kits

To be fair, this is what VRChat was like for me, it just took place over a longer period of time and I needed to get a hormone prescription

I love that the internet saw people comparing women and other alienated groups of people and went, “they’re dating,” and, “they support each other.” We’re improving as a society.

Does anyone know who these artists are?? They’re brilliant and I’d like to credit them!!

THIS IS HOW TO TAKE A TRASH OPINION COMIC AND MAKE IT BETTER. THANK YOU.

The best genre to ever have existed

These improved my day

GAY RIGHTS

these are the only things in the world i find worth crying for becayse it’s so fcking cute and wholesome wtf

I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT THE OG ARTIST GREW OUT OF THEIR I’M NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS PHASE

AND NOW THE GIRLS ARE CANON

The “guys I respect” artist also came out as non-binary, generally got more accepting. It’s growth.

Love an peace on planet gay

Happy Maypril Fool's Day! (IYKYK) I've wanted to do a full-strip homage to Walt Kelly's BRILLIANT and gorgeous comic strip, POGO, for a while now and I had a LOT of fun working on this one! And yes, I wrote and drew this on the 22nd of February, which is often a cause of minor stress with scheduling as I hate waiting so long to run these after drawing them. Here's hoping the weather when it RUNS will match what I'm writing NOW. lol ALSO, if you want to see this strip in sparkling COLOR, become a PATREON backer now and check back on Friday for awesome, full-color fun!

Oh you like this character? Don't you know she's problematic? You do condemn her right. You're not liking her without condemning all her actions first right

I haven't even read homestuck but I like vriska now just because you said that, she sounds great, she can do whatever she wants I think

You understand homestuck better than a lot of people who read it

naming my future son bartholomew, after my favorite simpsons character and my most valuable pokemon card

WAIT I MADE IT

sure she’s evil but look at those tits

exact same joke i just posted but with a different trans ghost boy

I have a suggestion

you are trans enough. your transness doesn’t depend on how well you pass, or how far through your transition you are, or how much dysphoria you have. Your transness is defined by you and only you. don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

happy trans day of visibility! x

redraw of that original Toge pic

So you're just sitting in front of your computer, doomscrolling to distract yourself from the nonsense dysphoria telling you you're supposed to be a dragon. Suddenly, you hear it: someone knocking at your door, very, very insistently. You freeze at this, immediately considering just ignoring them instead of having to deal with whoever- but then you hear a loud clickety-clack, and the sound of your front door slamming against the wall. Panic grips you as you hear loud thuds and something skittering on the wooden floor, and you lock your wide eyes with the dragoness. She looks harried and like she hasn't slept for the week. Because she hasn't, she's an empath. One you've driven up the wall without meaning to because she's only supposed to sense other dragons' emotions, and none are known to live in your neighborhood. So she had to follow where the radiation of misery was the strongest. That led to you.

The dragoness somehow conveys all this with just a glance as she walks up to you, and takes out some metal bits to weave an enchantment into. This she throws over to you, and you reflexively catch it-

only for a wave of relief course over to you. You suddenly feel them very vividly- the weight of horns on your head, the wings on your back stretching out cramps you didn't know you had, the cold floor your tail is laying on. Even the sensation of your clothes against your scales. For the first time, you stop feeling almost crippled.

The dragoness' posture slumps at the same time with yours. She slurs out a quick explanation that it's an enchantment that creates a sensory illusion of what you're supposed to be, as she doesn't have the gear for a transformation ritual at the moment. Then takes a few wobbly steps towards your bed to pass out on it.

You sit there, still processing the emotional whiplash and euphoric from affirmation through the guilt you caused the dragoness, and wonder if it would be too much of an ask to edit the illusion to make you a girl dragon when she wakes up.