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Cartridge is a Gremlin

I was only sort of awake and so had no impulse control. 😆

Meme Outfit Svetlana

I’m not super used to drawing leather.

Svetlana and Vivian Dancing

The one girl taller than Svetlana for the set.

A Note About Early Access

All original content will be posted direct to Patreon. Fan content, however, I post to Discord. It feels legally murky to post that material to Patreon directly, even if I’m doing a better job of balancing original content and fan content again. (Also, I’m not sure how much of that content would interest everyone, especially with my tendency...

Svetlana and Augusta Dancing

Doing a series of Svetlana dancing with each of her girlfriends. Still figuring out how much to lean into the retro anime style vs my normal art style. (Along with learning how to draw the designs.)

Chapter 5: Date Fight

The next couple of days were peaceful. Augusta, Plynx, and Thisbe had all given Svetlana space, the former two no doubt plotting while the latter was thinking things over. The main excitement was the fact that Mynx had ended up spending a fair bit of time around, having unlocked an interest in retro earth games. The games actually tended to keep...

Chapter 4: Fashion Police

“What are you wearing!?” Plynx blurted as she stepped into the employee lunch room.

“A new outfit. I bought a few,” Svetlana replied, crossing her arms and doing her best to emphasize her height for the sake of authority.

She was glad that, unlike Cartridge, she hadn’t lost any height with the change.

“That...

The Orientation Post

Where to click to get information on Discord and Commissions.

The bot that signs people up to the Discord server seems to be on the fritz every now and then. So, I’m going to leave the link to the server here as well, though I will have to manually assign patron roles, it at least gets you on the server.
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Tango

Chapter 3: Bro—No, Bra Moment

Kevin’s revelation had been met with shock and denial by most of her self-proclaimed fiancees. She’d hoped for better, but had braced for worse. She had been spared the worst of it thanks to Augusta getting a phone call, dragging her away to handle affairs of the Hozenberg-Lemonov-Bouragne family fortune.

Which left Plynx an...

Chapter Two: What Do You Do With a Problem Like Kevin-a?

The streetcar ride back to the apartment had been awkward. Plynx and Mynx had argued away in their alien language, leaving Kevin unable to follow anything. Andrew, meanwhile, seemed vaguely hypnotized by his chest half the time, and definitely wasn’t offering much of a conversation partner. O’tmyil was also quiet, seeming to have entered ‘...

Chapter 1: Mysterious Letter

The soft screech of metal on metal marked the streetcar’s turn from Wellington Street to Burlington Street, as it made its way into Hammer City’s industrial sector. As the streetcar turned, the golden light of the setting sun played across the interior. Across the interior and up into Kevin Fujikawa’s eyes. The pale skinned young man squin...

Chapter 1: A Hunter

[Warning, it gets a bit bloody.]

It was raining. That wasn’t surprising. It was Glasgow after all.

The two figures battling on the historic roofs of the inner city were more noteworthy, however. One was a particularly beautiful, yet pale, dark haired man, dressed in a soft ivory coloured greatcoat and looking...

Hyena Ojou-sama

A silly drawing inspired by some talk on twitter.

A Logo Commission

A recent logo redesign commission for https://dailycharacteroption.tumblr.com/

August 2nd Commission

Non-fan art full illustation commission.

Discord

I just want to check that everyone is using the Discord Server, since I tend to post a lot more things there than here. (Especially WiPs or fan-ish things that I feel iffy posting here specifically.)

Chapter 1: A Hunter

It was raining. That wasn’t surprising. It was Glasgow after all.

It made fighting harder, though; Kristoff trying not to slip as he dodged the charging werewolf. He just barely escaped his foe’s slashing claws, countering with a swing of his own silvered blade. Kristoff’s slash drew little blood, but the silver got a roa...

Vampires and Werewolves

Some character design sketching. Possibly not legible...

Mysie Coyne, werewolf. Shown at age 8 (start of the story) and age 18 (end of the story).

Kristoff, vampire. A bit over 300 years old, probably... might make him a little older. Also, showing his beast bat mode.

OiRanze | Epilogue

Once they had reached the end of the Oushuu Kaido, travel slowed down significantly. Ranze had found herself having to negotiate to perform at local inns as a way of saving money, and hoping tips helped them make a little more (there had been a few performances as Ranmaru as well, but small towns grew more excited for a mysterious looking female...

OiRanze | North

The blood washed off easily enough. The feeling of revulsion and guilt was another matter, though it wasn’t the first time Muraji had led her to such feelings. She hoped the would dull with time in this case as well.

Staying with the body earlier, to make sure they really took it out from her apartment, may not have been the b...

OiRanze | Fight

Ranmaru and Katagami led Asa to the ageya. It was a short walk for that final stretch, even with the ageya on nearly the opposite end of Yoshiwara from the southern gate and the streets muddy. Arriving inside, the shinzo girl and guard at the front eyed Asa suspiciously, but made no comments. Ranmaru had no interest in stopping to chat and hurri...

OiRanze | Contact

Ranmaru climbed up into the tree outside the Muraji estate, helping the Kitsune up after him. The pair slipped down into the yard, the Kitsune was impressively quiet. With the yard itself empty, the pair hurried over to the side of the house, Ranmaru poking his head in to look for Asa. Not seeing her, Ranmaru gestured for the Kitsune to stay put...

OiRanze | Plans

Ranze still didn’t know what to do with herself, even after a day of processing the news she could be open about the love she felt like she was walking on clouds. There was, though, the lingering question of where Asa would stay. Her own apartment could only work on those nights she had no clients... having Asa in the building at all made her ...

OiRanze | Revelations

Ranze had been reading some of the latest poetry publications to Ichi, trying to get the girl’s mind off the lingering soreness Nishizaki’s herbal blend didn’t quite erase, when the apartment door slammed open. The Yarite marched in, eyes in a narrow glare, the accountant woman who’d found out about Ichi and the head of the guards follow...

OiRanze | Operation

It was a little less than a week later when Doctor Nishizaki returned. Unfortunately, Ranze had another guest booked for that night, and was forced to ask him to return the next day, but he’d seemed cheerful enough either way, saying he was confident in his treatment plan.

The morning and early afternoon of the next day dragg...

OiRanze | Doctor

Ranze froze up a moment, as she heard soft sobbing in the baths. It had been early enough in the morning she’d expected the baths to be empty, and so signalled for Ichi to stay put. Moving quietly, Ranze peaked around the corner, to see it was Saki in the corner.

“What’s... what’s wrong?” Ranze asked, as she stepped o...

OiRanze | History

It was close to noon when Ranmaru and Ichi finally woke up and headed up to Saki’s for breakfast. Saki was happy to hear about the nonsense of the Kabuki performance the night before, and the meal ended up lasting quite a while as, the now female again, Ranze had to explain to Ichi and Saki both how it ended.

She was wrapping...

OiRanze | Kabuki

Ichi was a bit distant as Ranze tried to run her through lessons that week. She understood why, and continued to beat herself up for having gotten the young girl’s hopes up so. She certainly hoped this mysterious doctor wouldn’t take too long to arrive, so that the waiting part could be done at least.

She’d long considere...

OiRanze | Inconsistency

Ranze ran slowly through a kenjutsu kata, focusing her mind on the question the head guard had presented her some time earlier. What was her great advantage? She’d let the question percolate in the back of her mind for some time, but felt no closer to an answer. Her father hadn’t been a particularly great swordsman, and had been only moderat...