Foxie
@foxie-layla.bsky.social
Casual artist 🩷💜💙 She/Her Profile Pic and Banner done by me 💖 RP welcome!!
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November 17, 2025 at 4:03 AM
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The Cycle: Alex's Tribulations
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Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
Pages 1-4/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
June 17, 2025 at 11:59 PM
The Cycle: Alex's Tribulations
Pages 1-4/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
Pages 1-4/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
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The Cycle: Alex's Tribulations
Pages 5-8/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
Pages 5-8/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
November 12, 2025 at 12:53 AM
The Cycle: Alex's Tribulations
Pages 5-8/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
Pages 5-8/58
Story by me
Art by @rododea95.bsky.social
(WARNING: 18+, dark themes included, reader discretion advised)
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Martina Montrasi (@rododea95.bsky.social), a dear friend, and the wonderful artist who is drawing the graphic novel I wrote, needs help. Any support would be appreciated. If you do help, let me know (show me a receipt) and I'll try to do something to thank you.
May 30, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Martina Montrasi (@rododea95.bsky.social), a dear friend, and the wonderful artist who is drawing the graphic novel I wrote, needs help. Any support would be appreciated. If you do help, let me know (show me a receipt) and I'll try to do something to thank you.
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Commission for @tinatherose.bsky.social and @foxie-layla.bsky.social
May 15, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Commission for @tinatherose.bsky.social and @foxie-layla.bsky.social
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April 23, 2025 at 4:29 PM
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@rododea95.bsky.social and I have a little something cooking up~
#graphicnovel #scifi #thriller #drama
#graphicnovel #scifi #thriller #drama
March 18, 2025 at 10:50 PM
@rododea95.bsky.social and I have a little something cooking up~
#graphicnovel #scifi #thriller #drama
#graphicnovel #scifi #thriller #drama
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#hbp94
I felt the tiger's growl rattle in my chest, clutching at my heart, threatening to pop it like a balloon. The creature's eyes peered into me with intent, muscles tensed to strike. It wanted to eat me, I was going to die. I didn't have the tools at hand to escape. I had to accept my fate.
I felt the tiger's growl rattle in my chest, clutching at my heart, threatening to pop it like a balloon. The creature's eyes peered into me with intent, muscles tensed to strike. It wanted to eat me, I was going to die. I didn't have the tools at hand to escape. I had to accept my fate.
Prose/dialogue: “It wanted to eat me.” #hbp94
January 29, 2025 at 7:40 PM
#hbp94
I felt the tiger's growl rattle in my chest, clutching at my heart, threatening to pop it like a balloon. The creature's eyes peered into me with intent, muscles tensed to strike. It wanted to eat me, I was going to die. I didn't have the tools at hand to escape. I had to accept my fate.
I felt the tiger's growl rattle in my chest, clutching at my heart, threatening to pop it like a balloon. The creature's eyes peered into me with intent, muscles tensed to strike. It wanted to eat me, I was going to die. I didn't have the tools at hand to escape. I had to accept my fate.
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#hbp93
The moon shone down on the sinking ship, and on the beach I had managed to swim to. Pain wracked my body. My bones were shifting under my skin, cracking and reforming. Fur sprouted from my forearms, causing chunks of bloody skin to slide off. As my chest violently grew, a howl escaped me.
The moon shone down on the sinking ship, and on the beach I had managed to swim to. Pain wracked my body. My bones were shifting under my skin, cracking and reforming. Fur sprouted from my forearms, causing chunks of bloody skin to slide off. As my chest violently grew, a howl escaped me.
Prose/dialogue: “It washed up on the shore and changed everything.” #hbp93
January 28, 2025 at 3:16 PM
#hbp93
The moon shone down on the sinking ship, and on the beach I had managed to swim to. Pain wracked my body. My bones were shifting under my skin, cracking and reforming. Fur sprouted from my forearms, causing chunks of bloody skin to slide off. As my chest violently grew, a howl escaped me.
The moon shone down on the sinking ship, and on the beach I had managed to swim to. Pain wracked my body. My bones were shifting under my skin, cracking and reforming. Fur sprouted from my forearms, causing chunks of bloody skin to slide off. As my chest violently grew, a howl escaped me.
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#hbp92
"Aw shucks, I burnt the bacon," Susan groaned. She was having trouble making dinner with the phone pinned between her ear and jer shoulder, "it's fine I'll... DID YOU JUST DISS SAM RAIMI!? HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE! I WILL TAPE YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN AND YOU WILL WATCH EVERY EVIL DEAD MOVIE!"
"Aw shucks, I burnt the bacon," Susan groaned. She was having trouble making dinner with the phone pinned between her ear and jer shoulder, "it's fine I'll... DID YOU JUST DISS SAM RAIMI!? HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE! I WILL TAPE YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN AND YOU WILL WATCH EVERY EVIL DEAD MOVIE!"
Prose/dialogue: “Squeaky clean or obscene with no in-between.” #hbp92
January 27, 2025 at 3:02 PM
#hbp92
"Aw shucks, I burnt the bacon," Susan groaned. She was having trouble making dinner with the phone pinned between her ear and jer shoulder, "it's fine I'll... DID YOU JUST DISS SAM RAIMI!? HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE! I WILL TAPE YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN AND YOU WILL WATCH EVERY EVIL DEAD MOVIE!"
"Aw shucks, I burnt the bacon," Susan groaned. She was having trouble making dinner with the phone pinned between her ear and jer shoulder, "it's fine I'll... DID YOU JUST DISS SAM RAIMI!? HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE! I WILL TAPE YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN AND YOU WILL WATCH EVERY EVIL DEAD MOVIE!"
Would anyone be interested in seeing more?? May make a comic with this concept!
January 27, 2025 at 4:32 AM
Would anyone be interested in seeing more?? May make a comic with this concept!
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#hbp90
"The human seems to be gone, think we can make a move for supplies?" GreyPatch asked the group.
"Too risky, that disgusting dog is still here," ChipFang replied, "it would be a fool's errand."
GreyPatch meowed loudly, "think of the Fancy Feast!"
"Hunger haa blinded you," ChipFang scoffed.
"The human seems to be gone, think we can make a move for supplies?" GreyPatch asked the group.
"Too risky, that disgusting dog is still here," ChipFang replied, "it would be a fool's errand."
GreyPatch meowed loudly, "think of the Fancy Feast!"
"Hunger haa blinded you," ChipFang scoffed.
Story idea: A family of cats just trying to survive. #hbp90
January 27, 2025 at 12:09 AM
#hbp90
"The human seems to be gone, think we can make a move for supplies?" GreyPatch asked the group.
"Too risky, that disgusting dog is still here," ChipFang replied, "it would be a fool's errand."
GreyPatch meowed loudly, "think of the Fancy Feast!"
"Hunger haa blinded you," ChipFang scoffed.
"The human seems to be gone, think we can make a move for supplies?" GreyPatch asked the group.
"Too risky, that disgusting dog is still here," ChipFang replied, "it would be a fool's errand."
GreyPatch meowed loudly, "think of the Fancy Feast!"
"Hunger haa blinded you," ChipFang scoffed.
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#hbp91
He growled at the happy children playing with their ball. Their joyful squeals brought pain to his eardrums. He quickly grabbed a bow and arrow.
Pleasant memories of being bullied at summer camp flooded back as he fired the arrow at the ball. The children's joyful tears made him smile.
He growled at the happy children playing with their ball. Their joyful squeals brought pain to his eardrums. He quickly grabbed a bow and arrow.
Pleasant memories of being bullied at summer camp flooded back as he fired the arrow at the ball. The children's joyful tears made him smile.
Character: Mood contrarian - miserable when things are good, cheerful and industrious when things are bad. #hbp91
January 27, 2025 at 12:17 AM
#hbp91
He growled at the happy children playing with their ball. Their joyful squeals brought pain to his eardrums. He quickly grabbed a bow and arrow.
Pleasant memories of being bullied at summer camp flooded back as he fired the arrow at the ball. The children's joyful tears made him smile.
He growled at the happy children playing with their ball. Their joyful squeals brought pain to his eardrums. He quickly grabbed a bow and arrow.
Pleasant memories of being bullied at summer camp flooded back as he fired the arrow at the ball. The children's joyful tears made him smile.
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#hbp89
Susan placed a flower a fold of the paper boat. She then placed the boat gently into the water like how she used to put Ben to sleep.
"We'll miss you, Ben," Susan whispered.
"We love you," my voice croaked.
I squeezed Susan's hand as we watched the boat float along the soft current.
Susan placed a flower a fold of the paper boat. She then placed the boat gently into the water like how she used to put Ben to sleep.
"We'll miss you, Ben," Susan whispered.
"We love you," my voice croaked.
I squeezed Susan's hand as we watched the boat float along the soft current.
January 24, 2025 at 8:52 PM
#hbp89
Susan placed a flower a fold of the paper boat. She then placed the boat gently into the water like how she used to put Ben to sleep.
"We'll miss you, Ben," Susan whispered.
"We love you," my voice croaked.
I squeezed Susan's hand as we watched the boat float along the soft current.
Susan placed a flower a fold of the paper boat. She then placed the boat gently into the water like how she used to put Ben to sleep.
"We'll miss you, Ben," Susan whispered.
"We love you," my voice croaked.
I squeezed Susan's hand as we watched the boat float along the soft current.
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#hbp87
"When was this picture taken?" I asked, heart thudding in my throat.
"It was taken in 1700," Milo replied, examining the camera as best he could.
"So, you're telling me this picture is over 300 years old?" I gasped. Shining from the camera, my own face was projected onto the wall.
"When was this picture taken?" I asked, heart thudding in my throat.
"It was taken in 1700," Milo replied, examining the camera as best he could.
"So, you're telling me this picture is over 300 years old?" I gasped. Shining from the camera, my own face was projected onto the wall.
Imagery: Camera obscura projected on a wall. #hbp87
January 22, 2025 at 5:15 PM
#hbp87
"When was this picture taken?" I asked, heart thudding in my throat.
"It was taken in 1700," Milo replied, examining the camera as best he could.
"So, you're telling me this picture is over 300 years old?" I gasped. Shining from the camera, my own face was projected onto the wall.
"When was this picture taken?" I asked, heart thudding in my throat.
"It was taken in 1700," Milo replied, examining the camera as best he could.
"So, you're telling me this picture is over 300 years old?" I gasped. Shining from the camera, my own face was projected onto the wall.
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#hbp85
"WHAT KIND OF REPAIR SERVICE ARE YOU!?" I snapped as Ted, the handyman, lit the three hoops on fire.
Ted groaned, "man, I don't make the rules. To get the heating fixed on the weekend, you need to jump through flaming hoops while being chased by a tiger."
"Wait... What was that last part?"
"WHAT KIND OF REPAIR SERVICE ARE YOU!?" I snapped as Ted, the handyman, lit the three hoops on fire.
Ted groaned, "man, I don't make the rules. To get the heating fixed on the weekend, you need to jump through flaming hoops while being chased by a tiger."
"Wait... What was that last part?"
Concept: Jumping through hoops to get the heating fixed. #hbp85
January 20, 2025 at 7:21 PM
#hbp85
"WHAT KIND OF REPAIR SERVICE ARE YOU!?" I snapped as Ted, the handyman, lit the three hoops on fire.
Ted groaned, "man, I don't make the rules. To get the heating fixed on the weekend, you need to jump through flaming hoops while being chased by a tiger."
"Wait... What was that last part?"
"WHAT KIND OF REPAIR SERVICE ARE YOU!?" I snapped as Ted, the handyman, lit the three hoops on fire.
Ted groaned, "man, I don't make the rules. To get the heating fixed on the weekend, you need to jump through flaming hoops while being chased by a tiger."
"Wait... What was that last part?"
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#hbp84
"I do apologize for the inconvenience," the stranger said with a deep, southern drawl, "I did not see you coming! I've taken the liberty of calling a tow truck. My cousin, Jimmy, will fix your car up in a jiffy. He's got a pot of jambalaya on the fire, oh it's so good you'll slap a fish."
"I do apologize for the inconvenience," the stranger said with a deep, southern drawl, "I did not see you coming! I've taken the liberty of calling a tow truck. My cousin, Jimmy, will fix your car up in a jiffy. He's got a pot of jambalaya on the fire, oh it's so good you'll slap a fish."
Concept: Rear-ended by a charming bastard. #hbp84
January 19, 2025 at 11:11 PM
#hbp84
"I do apologize for the inconvenience," the stranger said with a deep, southern drawl, "I did not see you coming! I've taken the liberty of calling a tow truck. My cousin, Jimmy, will fix your car up in a jiffy. He's got a pot of jambalaya on the fire, oh it's so good you'll slap a fish."
"I do apologize for the inconvenience," the stranger said with a deep, southern drawl, "I did not see you coming! I've taken the liberty of calling a tow truck. My cousin, Jimmy, will fix your car up in a jiffy. He's got a pot of jambalaya on the fire, oh it's so good you'll slap a fish."
Tried to draw Sonic.exe for the first time. My tablet pencil was dead so I just chose paper 😅 #fanart #sonicfanart
January 19, 2025 at 10:11 PM
Tried to draw Sonic.exe for the first time. My tablet pencil was dead so I just chose paper 😅 #fanart #sonicfanart
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#hbp80
TW: SPICY!
Emily was stunning. The purple dress hugged her curves, and her piercing brown eyes stared seductively at me through half-closed lids. She slowly, and tantalizingly crossed her legs, a mischievous smirk spread across her lips. I wanted to flip over the table and lunge forward.
TW: SPICY!
Emily was stunning. The purple dress hugged her curves, and her piercing brown eyes stared seductively at me through half-closed lids. She slowly, and tantalizingly crossed her legs, a mischievous smirk spread across her lips. I wanted to flip over the table and lunge forward.
Prose/dialogue: “I wanted to flip over the table and lunge forward.” #hbp80
January 15, 2025 at 3:33 PM
#hbp80
TW: SPICY!
Emily was stunning. The purple dress hugged her curves, and her piercing brown eyes stared seductively at me through half-closed lids. She slowly, and tantalizingly crossed her legs, a mischievous smirk spread across her lips. I wanted to flip over the table and lunge forward.
TW: SPICY!
Emily was stunning. The purple dress hugged her curves, and her piercing brown eyes stared seductively at me through half-closed lids. She slowly, and tantalizingly crossed her legs, a mischievous smirk spread across her lips. I wanted to flip over the table and lunge forward.
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#hbp79
The rivalry of the bruja and the crystal witch had lasted for centuries. A misplaced pot here, a spoiled potion there, a crack crystal over yonder, their mischief was felt far and wide.
Their ongoing war distracted each other from the torches and pitchforks that arrived at their door.
The rivalry of the bruja and the crystal witch had lasted for centuries. A misplaced pot here, a spoiled potion there, a crack crystal over yonder, their mischief was felt far and wide.
Their ongoing war distracted each other from the torches and pitchforks that arrived at their door.
Title: The Bruja vs The Crystal Witch #hbp79
January 14, 2025 at 5:10 PM
#hbp79
The rivalry of the bruja and the crystal witch had lasted for centuries. A misplaced pot here, a spoiled potion there, a crack crystal over yonder, their mischief was felt far and wide.
Their ongoing war distracted each other from the torches and pitchforks that arrived at their door.
The rivalry of the bruja and the crystal witch had lasted for centuries. A misplaced pot here, a spoiled potion there, a crack crystal over yonder, their mischief was felt far and wide.
Their ongoing war distracted each other from the torches and pitchforks that arrived at their door.
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#hbp78
He slid the contract my way, a steely glint in his elven eyes. "From the sea to the Floating Mountain will be ours again. In exchange, we will return your daughter."
I held back the instinct to spit in his face, and reluctantly signed the parchment. "May the land never bear crops" I cursed.
He slid the contract my way, a steely glint in his elven eyes. "From the sea to the Floating Mountain will be ours again. In exchange, we will return your daughter."
I held back the instinct to spit in his face, and reluctantly signed the parchment. "May the land never bear crops" I cursed.
Prose/dialogue: “Diplomacy in action” #hbp78
January 13, 2025 at 6:14 PM
#hbp78
He slid the contract my way, a steely glint in his elven eyes. "From the sea to the Floating Mountain will be ours again. In exchange, we will return your daughter."
I held back the instinct to spit in his face, and reluctantly signed the parchment. "May the land never bear crops" I cursed.
He slid the contract my way, a steely glint in his elven eyes. "From the sea to the Floating Mountain will be ours again. In exchange, we will return your daughter."
I held back the instinct to spit in his face, and reluctantly signed the parchment. "May the land never bear crops" I cursed.
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#hbp77
Chris helped me up with the groceries today. He unsuccessfully tried to hide the bruise his father gave him. He claimed he fell during recess, but he is a poor liar. He's an angel who doesn't belong in this Hell. I have a nephew who's good with a gun. I wonder what the adoption process is.
Chris helped me up with the groceries today. He unsuccessfully tried to hide the bruise his father gave him. He claimed he fell during recess, but he is a poor liar. He's an angel who doesn't belong in this Hell. I have a nephew who's good with a gun. I wonder what the adoption process is.
Prose/dialogue: “An angel who doesn’t belong in this hell.” #hbp77
January 12, 2025 at 3:36 PM
#hbp77
Chris helped me up with the groceries today. He unsuccessfully tried to hide the bruise his father gave him. He claimed he fell during recess, but he is a poor liar. He's an angel who doesn't belong in this Hell. I have a nephew who's good with a gun. I wonder what the adoption process is.
Chris helped me up with the groceries today. He unsuccessfully tried to hide the bruise his father gave him. He claimed he fell during recess, but he is a poor liar. He's an angel who doesn't belong in this Hell. I have a nephew who's good with a gun. I wonder what the adoption process is.