[[A friend asked me for a tutorial on how to draw pig snooters like I do, so I thought I'd go all out and do a whole face deal. There's more detail on the snooter though, for obvious reasons]]
1, Draw upside down heart in the center line of the face. Add little 'lip' line, like you would for a muzzle.
2, Begin to connect your snooter to the face. Lines radiate from the nose as shown and connect to the snout, and the cheeks.
3, Finish laying out your cheeks and add little nostril snorter holes
Food stores are getting dangerously low. Who’d have thought it would be hard to supply a colony of over 31,000 blubbery, pregnant balloons with enough food for them to gorge on? I mean they just don’t stop. Most of the original colonists are so big they can barely move, they’ve started requesting augmentations like hydraulic jets and frankly? I approve them because it’s about the only way we can get them moving about. The whole colony is s...
[[A bonus mini series + story cause y'all have been so patient! Hope you enjoy this alternate timeline Artemis]]
Research Colony 290Delphinidae
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Now that I have time to think back on it I realise; when I was assigned this pisshole of a job I really had no idea what I was getting into. Someone back at corporate must be getting off on these memos, laughing at me from the other end of the galaxy.
[[Repost of Part 1 of Artemis' Bow in accordance with the new reference image for Artemis]]
Part 1:
Strawberry flavoured smoke hung heavy in the air, curling outwards from Artemis’ mouth in lazy pink streams as she slowly exhaled. What was going to be a somewhat serene little evening spent in the company of holovids and VR had recently been interrupted by the incessant beeping of her internal comms unit and the voice of a crew member telling her that her presence was required in the cockpit. With a heavy sigh she ...
Artemis grew up on a Dust world near the edge of Phoenix territory. Her family was lower-middle class, working hard hours in agriculture to make a living. After her father lost his arm to a processing drone increased pressure from her parents to fall into the family business pushed the wolf into the pursuit of other options. With a passion for flying and decent grades in school Artemis used her small-time cri...
Hey there! I just wanted to check in, I know I haven't uploaded anything here in a week 'n a bit and I usually try to bring something out every week, so it's a good time to post a Coming Soon and some art to come with it. Something to explain to everyone what I'm working on, and keep everyone up to date!
SO! I'm working on the next part of the CYOA, the story's all written up I'm just being super involved and trying to get two pictures to go with it.
I've redesigned Artemis to make her stand out more from Maple, an updated ref...
Thaminga rather liked the look of the little shop shi was in, the mink had some fine things here including the curious garment shi was wearing right then. It looked and felt like liquid gold, some kind of poly-mimetic nanoweave that felt like silk and was stronger than Kevlar, even reshaped itself as necessary and self-repaired. Granted, there was no way shi could afford the garment (which resembled a slinky dress at the moment) but all shi had to do was win this dice game as soon as the proprietress returned with their fourth player. Mea...
Illustrated by me! Thank you as always, for your continued support <3
This is our last image featuringJoe The Englishman! Thank you so much Joe for the amazing contribution to our campaign and I hope you enjoy your full time position in our...
Strawberry flavoured smoke hung heavy in the air, curling outwards from Artemis mouth in lazy pink streams as she slowly exhaled. What was going to be a somewhat serene little evening spent in the company of holovids and VR had recently been interrupted by the incessant beeping of her internal comms unit and the voice of a crew member telling her that her presence was required in the cockpit. With a heavy sigh she confirmed shed come as soon as possible and after a twitch of her fingers her co...
You never put much stock in the idea of writing your own autobiography, you always figured life was too short as it is without having to write half of it down. But it seems your new Pilots Link AI is a few chips short of a Happy Meal and from what you could make of the instruction manual, entering your personal details into your ships computer by hand was the best chance you had of waking her up. Sitting in your faded, threadbare leather chair in the dim light of your grungy lil cockpit you rally yourself for the repetitive tas...
Illustrated by me! Thank you as always, for your continued support <3
This week's image sponsored by Joe The Englishman! Who bid highest in a YCH to such extent that he's won a permanent spot in our crew as well as his character to be fe...
A new side series I'm working on - rest assured I'm still working on more Maple's Story, but given that ANCoML Part 1 had such a warm reception I couldn't help but work on a sequel! ;u;
Illustrated by me! Thank you as always, for your continued support <3
This week's image sponsored by Joe The Englishman! Who bid highest in a YCH to such extent that he's won a permanent spot in our crew as well as his...
The cleanup process had been distinctly sobering thing for Agatha after the barrage of pleasures but then that had summed up her life for the last few weeks hadnt...
weight gain, female, forced, some slob, chair breaking, the consumption of stale nutrient paste, a sci-fi setting, the physical alteration of a body to become more in-line with the goals of the feeder.
(Given the slight delay that was experienced with the YCH part of FOBoJ, I decided to go ahead and write a little side-story of my own based within the Maple's Story universe! ^^
The picture above is drawn by me, although composition, pose, lighting and other elements are credit...
Below is a proposed submission/advert for a planned additional arc to the Fiber Optic Bundles of Joy storyline, featuring the winner of a YCH auction in three images and chapters, as well as their becoming a longstanding member of Agatha and Red's crew. If everything goes to plan, this submission will hit FA on the 3rd of August. Our plan is to submit the auction as open, but give additional incentives if it should be a Patron/Supporter to claim the prize. Since this is the first time we've done something like this, we'd love your feedback, ...
Hey there! As the title suggests we're looking for some feedback for our work! In particular we'd like to hear your opinions on the following questions:
Have you been enjoying Fiber Optic Bundles of Joy?
Between FOBoJ and Maple's Story, which would you prefer to see more of, and why?
Have any of the topic matters presented in either FOBoJ or Maple's Story been something that you would like to see less of?
Is there something in particular you would like to see MORE of?
Agatha woke slowly, as was often the case. The alterations to her metabolism and energy requirements thanks to Red’s presence in her body had taken their toll, leaving her sleeping as much as twelve hours at a time frequently, and often spending ha...
Agatha woke slowly, as was fairly common of late. At least she had stopped expecting to wake up mobile, and her dreams tended to be nice things – shared with her ‘son’ more often than not – though Red wasn’t always patient enough to ‘sleep’ when she did. Her view...
The story for part 4 will be coming shortly, but we thought to offer a brief YCH opportunity, click this link and consider bidding on FA if you'd like.
Separate from the $50 Tier’s Cameo slots which extend for multiple parts and are guaranteed, I’ve decided to open up Maple’s Story Cameo slots, for when I need one-off background or supporting characters whose position in the plot is less front and centre. These slots are open for any Patreon supporting for $2.5 or higher, who is an ongoing supporter and who has paid at least one month’s support.
There is no additional charge to be part of the cameo, it’s something just something I’d like to offer if p...
It was the dull hum of fluorescent lights that Agatha woke up to, the oppressive gleam of light that seemed to resent being interrupted in its path. As soon as she winced and grunted the glare abated a bit, as if it had sensed her discomfort and responded. Which is precisely what had happened. As ...
