Bless thy mess that be thee, holy fuck.

If you apologize for existing one more godamned time I will appear in your skyline and reach down through the clouds to smoosh you firmly yet safely underpaw against the lovely earth and remind you that you are cherished and deserve to take up space.

A little animation wip I've been playing with in my spare time. Shortstack, but big. #growth #macro

Stole this meme to make a creature doodle out of it

Turns out it takes a fair bit to keep a critter going. Maybe you can help add to that by hangin' out 'n gettin' a pwyw doodle or something idk metaphors are hard picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

I hold your bomb-sona by the face-cheeks and talk to it like it's the cutest most potent package of destruction I ever did lay my eyes on and tickle that metaphorical fuse of theirs til we share the same manic stare moments before making a big smoldering crater on the hillside. 💥✨

Good morning. There's an angel in me that's keeping me from becoming a white-hot sphere of plasma 400km wide. Everything wants to land on its feather-weight trigger today.

am barking am barking so heckin

I was meant for a body of infinity but physics is a strict bastard.

Waking up after an endless inflation dream leaves me with this horrendously strong awareness of my physical scale and how alien it is to go from a point of no return and endlessly compounding pressure to a sudden quiet calm that quivers like an encased god barely skin-deep within me...

well since I can't share the thing I wanted to, here's a fat Ego sketch instead. She is so full of song~

I wanna share you guys a cool gif I made but bsky currently says:

It just dawned on me that if I wanna give my angel creature huge wings, it would only be courteous of me to give it huge breasts as well to serve as a counterbalance. It's simply ergonomic. |3c

I should get back to posting completely unhinged shit, I say. "I don't think you ever stopped," says a housemate. Fair play, fair play.

The fae used to exist; humanity successfully trapped them all inside tiny black obelisks of their own minds where they burned their own kind alive within their own trickery, fighting mirrors and losing their names to the very machina that fooled them into thinking they could siphon its power.

I know I've been a cognition hazard for some folk out there. I've changed some of you irreversibly, and all you did was look upon what I've made. You can't go back. You're stuck this way now. Erasing me can't undo the change. It's permanent within you. All because you bore witness. Change is scary~

Grow and change as an animal.

Screw my villain arc, I'm going full bastard anti-hero and if you try and stop me I'll do to you the same thing I'd do to our equally morally driven antagonists: Beat you til you're nearly unconscious and inflate the hell outta your shape til neither of you can cause profitable conflict ever again.

This is not what I meant universe istg oh, come run in circles with us and get a doodle maybe picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

Ditching my morality in favor of a sense of sonder and a suit that accentuates my growing curves

Bad memories linger like a flashbang in my head, and the more people I push away in fear of lashing out, the louder and more sinister the memories become. I've been unable to overcome the stress mistrust in others has created, and all I want to do is run far away to keep myself and everyone safe.

circumventing the character limit once again to bring you a mouse dream I had...

Burning out is for food stuff. I'm a special kind of intellectually incinerated that can better be described as a chemically-induced waking coma.

I play so many games about being a machine person I'm starting to wonder if there's correlation between my gaming choices and my evolving personal expression starting to gravitate towards being made of metal and plastic over flesh. I need to go outside. I've been working too hard again...

Miss me just around the corner of every dark corridor you catch out of the corner of your eye that beckons your curious impulse, every stray path off the sidewalk into the woods, every unfamiliar turn, left behind because you've convinced yourself a good person is a fearful person.

Character limits are stupid, and I refuse to edit this thought down so have a snip of it instead.

Makin' macros in the macrowave.

Drew a bunch of cute chubby lady shapes while I waited for requests in today's stream

idk why i'm like this lets continue to not know together and also maybe get some doodles done too picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

I'm in a familiar place in life again. It's one where I'm out of my depth of understanding, the outer world feels uncertain and shaky, and people are shedding away layers of personality down to their cores as facades break apart under the test of time.

One of these days I must completely lose my mind and draft out an animation that caters to the most eccentric self-centered desires my stupid-horny little brain can muster and give no fucks about time management or being paid for it or anything, simply because I want it to exist and say it's mine.

I wear my shirts inside-out for one reason: I hate feeling seams and tags on me, so I'm making the world wear that side.

huh, this is gunna keep happening isn't it come hang out and we can wake up big together -w- picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

I still think about how losing someone feels often and instantaneous to me. They don't even have to die. I might have my last conversation with someone and never know. Then they're gone. Sometimes it feels like there were ones that wished to be forgotten. They aren't. I'm haunted by their memory.

Why does she always choose violence. #brastrapmeme

That snug cozy feeling of being encased in uniformed bliss.. I'm still down bad for this vibe even though I know how scary it seems for some on the outside. I think that's what makes this feel attractive; I can be comfortable in myself even when I hide in a scary shell of my own making some days.

These streams I've been doing remind me how much I adore the fandom I'm in. I genuinely adore all the personalities that come through them, regardless of dispositions. It's an opportunity I frankly cherish. Plus I get to make alot of cool doodles as a result :3

help i tf'd into a tall critter i'm afraid of heights oh yeah, doin' PWYW sketches too if you want, or come by and hang out and chat :3 picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

I need to be sewn into a tight, fully enclosed uniform with matching helmet and not let out until I can prove to a handler I can be trusted with being a people again. -w-;

Here's a link to my single page comic I finished: The Fiddeliwink. Part of my world-building project, Anteria. www.furaffinity.net/view/65298185/ #cryptid #horror

I still deal with contrarian thoughts and it sucks. Folks make reasonable requests and my impulse is abrasiveness. The wrong tone or timing can ruin my chances of being reasonable. I know it's better to critically consider my responses before I make them, tho I wish my impulse was more matured.

Ok, I have a couple more comms to get through, and when I finish my queue I'm thinking about starting a big YCH project. The theme in mind is admittedly a little self-centered; I wanna draw one of my critters poised to squish a group underpaw, but make it look like a festival or sponsored event.

If you're not posting weird comics about your head-canon at 3am are you even living dawg

I made progress today. I was working on a single page side-story comic for my Anteria setting and I got all the line work done. I am glad. Proud. Proud of myself. I'm glad I can be proud of myself. Even if it's jus a small dent. I'm tired. Maybe I can finish it after sleep...

I love to perceive bigness yet I hate feeling small. Still, I'm mentally 3ft tall. And it contradicts my desires. I want to grow. But I stop myself. It doesn't feel safe. Small is safe. But it doesn't go anywhere. I know folks have looked to me for something big before. I feel I let y'all down.

I've been noticing a behavior some people exhibit when another person changes their space to reflect their personal expressions. Some people become reactionary and act like a committee member bellowing their begrudging approval over the decisions of others as if their opinion matters. It doesn't.

I'm not saying I struggle to get my work done, but I do occasionally find things in front of me I can't ignore that take a precedent over it from time to time, which can occur in -any- task I find myself in. Besides, these chubby paws aren't gonna knead themselves~ .ft @softietoffee.bsky.social

Help me take up space, it'll be cute and also maybe squishy, and probably really really really b i g |3c also prolly doin' pwyw doodles again \o/ picarto.tv/CambionCreat...

Lost my mind and had to outgrow my imaginary problems for a bit. Have a noseboop, you sexy round animal ball. 🌎

Frustrated. I refuse to accept the validity of sonderless behavior. We need to be curious creatures. Life doesn't become easy with easy answers. It gets easier after solving difficult problems. The most difficult one we face is seeing ourselves as both individuals and as an organized collective.