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Eepy

@canyoncritters.bsky.social

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Just an eepy creature. 29 years old.

🖤🤍💜 AroAce 💚🤍🖤
🪡✍️ Crafter/Writer
♾️🌈 Autistic
🐥🚫 Minors DNI

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Eepy @canyoncritters.bsky.social · Sep 9

I hate doing this but anything helps. Please spread the word if you can.

ko-fi.com/L3L391BP

#mutualaid #fundsky #helpsky #disabled

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Fawnduu 🐮🔜Big Gay Market 12/7

@fawnduu.com

Pre-orders for Big Cats: Cowboy Princess Vol 2 are live!

Its 2 chapters and 100 pages total, perfect bound.

Ty the leader of the Big Cats gang is DEFINITELY not falling for the sunshine ranchers daughter that could get her killed.

You can also grab the digital version on itchio!

November 14, 2025 at 5:33 PM

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Sabrina/Zorbia ♡

@zorbia.bsky.social

rainbow tanuki 🌈

November 8, 2025 at 11:02 PM

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🦄 Boypretties 🦄 🌈Unicorn Liker🌈

@boypretties.bsky.social

November 7, 2025 at 3:14 AM

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Pokémon Gems

@pokemongems.bsky.social

gently holding the rowlet

Screenshot of Ash’s Leavanny holding his rowlet in the Pokémon anime with totodile standing to the left

Zoomed in screenshot of Rowlet being held by Ash’s Leavanny in the Pokémon anime

November 6, 2025 at 1:19 PM

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PMDFF

@pmdfanfiction.com

Please be kind to yourself - fanfic writing should, first and foremost, be for fun. Not a second job where you are your own abusive boss. ;;;

November 7, 2025 at 12:53 PM

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natibranch

@natibranch.bsky.social

pokepark 2 sweethearts <3

November 6, 2025 at 3:34 AM

Eepy

@canyoncritters.bsky.social

I wish the Jasper/Lapis/Malachite fandom wasn’t dead. I have no one to scream about it anymore.

November 6, 2025 at 10:44 PM

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Evil Bat Witch

@evilbatwitch.cryptoanarchy.network

If you aren't seeing skeets from some of your fave people, they might have been labeled "Rude" by bsky mods. Idk what they are thinking, I don't need a mommy to tell me who to be buddies with. Anyway, go into Settings > moderation > bluesky moderation (advanced) and turn Rude off.

Rude
Rude or impolite, including crude language and disrespectful comments, without constructive purpose.
Highlighted Off, darkened Warn, and darkened Hide buttons.

November 5, 2025 at 7:10 AM

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Jay Eaton

@jayeatonart.bsky.social

This week on #RunawayToTheStars: Chapter 8 begins. Is anyone else getting a sinking feeling?

Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com
Read ahead: https://patreon.com/jayrockin

Chapter 8: Heavy Water A closeup of a coffee table fades out of blackness, showing three different people's hands. A hotpad sits in the middle of the table with three normal sized mugs around it. On the far side of the table, next to an empty seat on the couch, is a four cup glass measuring jug full of water. The jug has stickers on the outside of a helicopter, an airplane, a flower, and a cartoon quailicorn; along with rectangular labels reading "TALITA ONLY." Otília: Tea, Mx. Derringer? Mel: Thank you, Otília. Otília pours tea from a teapot into a mug held in Mel's hands. The other seated person rests their hand on the table. It is an older hand, with scars on the fingers. Other person: Shouldn’t Talita be here for this?

The view pulls back to show three people seated around the coffee table in a kind of break room, with a sink and cabinets in the background. An e-panel on the wall with a mangled pen cord shows smiling human children and the name "Garriton Teen Village." Mel is younger, with less grey in their hair and no beard. Otília is a middle-aged tabby catgirl, with striped hair in a loose braid over her shoulder. The other person is a bald man with a thick white beard, black metal band shirt, ear piercings, and sparse eyebrows. Mel: Yes, I’d love to talk more with her. Otília: I texted her, but she’s still in her room. Even alien teens are moody, apparently. The man looks over his shoulder out the window and mutters to himself in Portuguese. The man: Hm. Ela está nos espionando… Otília: Mel, anything you'd like to ask before your prospective foster arrives? Mel: Well… Is it true she was anonymously surrendered in a pet carrier? Otília turns to look at the man on the couch. Otília: Ask Doug. We only got her at 15. Doug: Yes. She was six months old, recently pupated. Only this tall. Doug gestures with his hands, showing a height of about 30 centimeters. Inset panel: A pet carrier shows two familiarly round eyes peering out of the darkness behind the wire door. Mel: Wow. Doug: Could run, though. Like a little cat. Doug smiles, Mel strokes their chin incredulously. Inset panel: A little naked creature covered in a coat of wiry spotted feathers runs out of the pet carrier on six long knobby legs ending in tiny four-toed bird-like paws with hooves, with round staring eyes above dark eye-stripes, a tiny tucked trunk, and two tiny spinnerets where a tail might be on an Earth animal. It is familiarly Talita-shaped, but of infantile proportions.

Mel: Do you think she's a trafficking victim? The comic panel background dips away, showing a black void behind Mel's head. A gulper eel swims by. Doug: Hard to say. Otília: There wasn't a note, right? Doug: Nothing. Our youth care facility was not equipped to deal with a non-human infant. The first couple weeks were a scramble for food, medical care… Mel: So… They rub their thumb along the top of their mug awkwardly. The panel background of the brightly lit break room dips away again. An abyssal plain can be faintly seen, a lone squid drifting slowly over it. Mel: …Why wasn’t she returned to the centaur homeplanet? Doug: We tried. Otília's brow furrows. Otília: Centaurs don’t really do foster care, do they? Doug: The embassy told us that most clans choose to cull unclaimed infants.

Doug: By the time we had arrangements for her here, it was easier to just– He rubs the back of his head, gesturing with the other arm helplessly. Doug: –Keep doing it, than find a clan with a matriarch willing to adopt. Mel: Well, I hope I can provide her with some stability going into college. The panel background is absent. A school of lanternfish flicker past in the inky blackness over Mel's head. Mel: It was a hard enough transition for my two bio kids, but with her circumstances… Doug: We’re thankful for your help. Jovia cuts foster sponsorship on her 18th birthday. The window of the room no longer shows sun and leaves, but open black water. A deep-sea ray swims past. Otília checks her phone and frowns in irritation. Otília: It’s been ten minutes. Should I bang on her door? Doug smiles as Otília gets up from her chair. Doug: Isn’t her room just above us on the second floor? Otília: Oh– yes. Why? The abyssal plane lurks behind the comic panel, sea cucumbers and brittle stars crawling languidly over the ooze.

October 31, 2025 at 2:53 AM

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KetrinDarkDragon (comms open)

@ketrindarkdragon.bsky.social

April 9, 2025 at 7:59 PM

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Novern 💫

@novern.bsky.social

Finally went and made a sona! Although I'm still Novern - named after a fav oc of mine, I wanted to create a guy that's more designed after my personality and tastes (though I do share a lot with the Novern as well, hah).

So here's Noval! A paleodillo (armadillo + rocks).