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D.L.L.
@surrealandmilk.neocities.org
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creator of yuri webcomic 'LOVE, LOGIC, LUCK, MAGIC' and @taffndaisy.neocities.org | currently writing 'STRINGS' (working title): a trans, sapphic dark portal fantasy novel | gamedev by trade | 🏳️‍⚧️ (she/they) | links: https://surrealandmilk.neocities.org/
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taff n daisy somehow near the top of rising on r/comics,,, wao
Screenshot of r/comics on reddit, showing Taff n' Daisy's 3rd page second to the top on rising
January 31, 2026 at 4:58 PM
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need a woman to say my name like this
January 12, 2026 at 4:25 PM
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Sine is forced below the water. From my SF short story WIP #WritingPrompt #WritingCommunity
"The freezing water lapped at its heels, sending a shiver up through its whole body. “Stop. Wash yourself off,” Lyrann said. “I want to see the face of the one who took everything from me.” Sine paused, up to its calves in water. Foam rippled where the waves met. Lyrann got impatient and grabbed Sine by the back of the neck and shoved it down. It fell to its knees. The rebel forced Sine’s face under the water. Bubbles frothed from its mouth and nose. The salt stung, its face went numb from the cold. Sine thrashed against its attacker, trying to force its head back above, into the air. It weakened and weakened."
January 9, 2026 at 3:46 PM
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just replaying my favorite Nintendo DS title
a nintendo DS running something that looks like windows XP
January 5, 2026 at 1:46 AM
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Gimbal The Animation Clown! i drew them as a gift for an animator friend of mine a while back, included a lot of little animation references in their design #art
2D art of a clown featuring Sierpinski triangles, rig controls and error pink hair
January 1, 2026 at 6:43 PM
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DELTARUNE TOMORROW???
Susie points excitedly to a screenshot from DELTARUNE chapter 4 announcing a 2026 release for chapter 5, Kris stares at the viewer blankly.
December 31, 2025 at 2:31 PM
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Hi!! I’d like to join! I’m D (she/they), I’m a webcomic artist, writer, and gamedev! I make gay stuff! I have some links here: surrealandmilk.neocities.org
full page comic panel of my OC Val pixel art of looming floating city Front and side turn of blue-haired OC “Eight” Comic page of Octavia using a staff
December 30, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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I created LOVE LOGIC LUCK MAGIC, been running since 2019 and going strong! It’s a magic college yuri comic about smart girls being dumb. It can be read on Tapas or Webtoons: tapas.io/series/Love-... , www.webtoons.com/en/challenge...
#MeetTheWebcomic #ComixCleric
Octavia(thought): I STILL HAVEN'T GIVEN VAL MY REPLY. IT'S BEEN HARD TO EVEN LOOK AT HER SINCE THE PLANETARIUM. Octavia: I-UM- THE PROFESSOR BUMPED MY GRADE UP A COUPLE LEVELS AFTER I CLARIFIED MY PERSPECTIVE. Val: THAT'S GOOD TO HEAR! Val tries to use a magic staff and blows up Val: “ TAVI... I... ISHOULDSLEEP YOUWERERIGHT GOODNIGHT! I HAVE A CRUSH CON TAVI. WOW.I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS.” Rowan (in disguise): OHH, YOU'VE YOU'VE SEEN CAUGHT ME! MY SECRET FEMININE SIDE! Jesse: WHAT SECRET? Rowan: I'M JUST TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE CONFINED BY THE SHACKLES OF GENDERED DRESS! IS IT SUCH A CRIME FOR А ВОУ ТО WEAR A SKIRT? Jesse: YOU'RE STILL HOLDING THOSE BINOCULARS. (thinking)THIS IS GOING NOWHERE. GUESS I'LL PLAY TO HIS EGO. (speaking) WELL, I HAVE SOME ERRANDS TO RUN. THOUGH, I WOULDN'T MIND IF SOMEONE BEAUTIFUL AS YOU WERE TO ACCOMPANY ME.
December 27, 2025 at 5:05 PM
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i try to have unique food for each location Ellis visits in STRINGS
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity
“ "Eat. You'll need the energy." The bread was warm in her hands, and blackened grill marks criss-crossed appealingly across its golden, slightly oily surface. The fluffy ripped edge gave off lazy trails of steam. Ellis' mouth watered. She took a bite. The first thing that hit her was the nutty, toasted flavor of the flour, then the mild smoky bite of the char, and when she finished it, it left an herbaceous note on her tongue. She devoured the rest of it and felt disappointed with how quickly it had disappeared.”
December 25, 2025 at 2:20 PM
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more OCs of mine i need to do something with, these are daisy (she/her) and taff (he/any), they are QPPs and share exactly one braincell
a cartoon drawing of two people, one with long hair and a white dress being held protectively by a shorter person in glasses who points accusingly offscreen
December 25, 2025 at 2:11 PM
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an OC of mine, their name is Eight. full name Eight O’Clock. they’re an artist, they say a lot of big words that mean very little. need to do something with them someday
Digital art of blue-haired person in cargo pants
December 24, 2025 at 4:57 PM
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Sine gets thrown a treat in a silver package.
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky
“One thing I know for sure is—” Lyrann moved closer, Sine could feel her breath on its skin. “I hate you. I hate you for what you’ve done, I hate you for the masters that you serve. Now, I can’t hate a thing, can I? I can’t hate some mindless automaton, some force of nature, because to hate is human. You hate something with a face and you have a face, a pretty little face with big black eyes and a fucking button nose, with this innocent look like you’ve done nothing wrong in your fucking life. I hate you, therefore you are.” This rebel was clearly insane. That anti-logic coming from a Cadet would get it chucked out of an airlock before it could finish its sentence. “I am an extension of Dyeus’ will. Once I have served my duty, I have earned my humanity and can become a Citizen with full rights. Only then, will I be human, as you put it. You are not the arbiter of who is and who is not a person, that is the responsibility of Dyeus and Dyeus alone,” Sine said. This only made Lyrann’s grin wider and toothier. She tossed something rectangular in its direction and it fumbled to catch it. It was a meal bar in a silvery package. Sine’s stomach rumbled. “That’s for listening like a good girl. I’ll be back later.”
December 21, 2025 at 4:13 PM
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rereading my volumes of SCHOOL ZONE GIRLS by Ningiyau, and i just want them back so much,,, hope the hiatus ends someday
December 21, 2025 at 2:31 PM
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thinking about them…
(official art) akko and diana from little witch academia riding a broom together, diana is blushing
December 9, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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from my SF short story WIP. Sine's existence is empty, empty space, empty promises, an empty soul...
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #SFF
snippet from a WIP short story: Empty. It was all so empty, so vast, so unimaginably vast and empty and cold and dark. There wasn’t even death because something would have had to be alive to have died, and it seemed to Sine that nothing could have ever lived there, not naturally, not as Dyeus would have intended. There were few visible stars in this sector. So many had been harvested by Domain’s uncountable drones, and the rest were blotted out by the swarm’s writhing masses. The light was Dyeus’ to give as it was His to take. Sine would be rewarded with light one day soon, it only had to complete its righteous duty, its most sacred of missions. The JB-11 Lightweight Fighter purred beneath Sine as if in anticipation. It gripped the controls tighter, the ridges of the palm-rest pressing lines into its hands, marking it as its Pilot, its mind and will. The signal they followed grew stronger.
December 7, 2025 at 5:48 PM
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a ZIM!!! i drew a while back
a purple-hued drawing of INVADER ZIM wearing a very evil expression and in a hunched, evil posture
December 5, 2025 at 8:57 PM
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an impromptu guitar lesson, because Ellis is a hopeless lesbian lol #WritingCommunity
excerpt from WIP fantasy novel Strings: touched her hand again, and Ellis’ heart skipped multiple beats. She was starting to feel a little lightheaded. “Here, put your middle finger just behind the second fret of the ‘A’ string, like that. Don’t put your thumb so high up, just pinch it.” Enyo’s voice was gentle, quiet. She followed what Ellis told her, Enyo’s hands guiding hers. The tips of her fingers felt hot, her hands were starting to sweat. “The ring finger goes on the second fret of the ‘D’ string.” The strings were cold against her fingers, she could feel the woven texture of the metal brush against the ridges of her prints. Enyo’s hands moved away from hers. “Try strumming like that,” Enyo whispered.
November 30, 2025 at 5:59 PM
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i’m,, being,,, ATTACKED
text from my sister: equestria girls fluttershy meme “Whats wrong, Fluttershy?” “I have something For you, but... ...promise not to get mad, okay?” Fluttershy holding a book titled “When to use Commas” I reply with crying emojis
November 16, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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funny numbers
November 13, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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my goofy ass being on bluesky is like
anime screenshot of two depressed looking men at a bar dialogue: "sometimes I look at the station platform and I find myself about to throw myself onto the tracks." the camera pans to reveal a pink-haired anime girl was listening in and freaking out "is life just an unrelenting hell?" asks the pink-haired anime girl
November 11, 2025 at 6:40 PM
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Provolone implies the existence of Antivolone, but where is all the Antivolone? what dairy conditions produce this symmetry breaking?
an illustration of Cheese Baryogenesis, wherin provolone and antivolone are produced
November 4, 2025 at 8:10 PM
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Finally working on actually drawing Chapter 8 of my yuri comic 'LOVE, LOGIC, LUCK, MAGIC', here's a preview of the first page art.
Drawing of a light-pink haired girl in a black school uniform and a very, very long scarf. She walks south, we see her from a high angle.
November 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
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Another snippet of my WIP fantasy novel STRINGS

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity
October 31, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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drew some new profile art! the old one was a few years old and i've since changed my hair and general aesthetic a fair bit, so it's time to update
October 27, 2025 at 12:35 AM
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Ellis is asked to take a dangerous gamble.

didn't have any direct use of 'lottery' or even 'gamble', so we goin vibes here

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Quote from a WIP Fantasy Novel, Strings: "“I’m Enyo,” she said. “Enyo. Okay. I still have no idea who you are.” Enyo thrust the blue stone into the center of the circle, shattering it into iridescent dust. The markings began to shine. She hoisted her guitar against her shoulder and began to strum. The dust on the wall reacted to the melody, dancing and spreading throughout the circle, pulsing into concentrically circular waves. As the melody reached a climax, the markings shone brighter and brighter until it was blinding. Ellis squeezed her eyes shut. Enyo’s melody resolved and from the wall sounded a chorus of voices, at once inhumanly guttural and piercingly high. When Ellis opened her eyes again, she was standing in front of a glowing circle swirling with light. Inside the circle was a reflective black fluid that rippled to the beat of distant drums. It spread heavily, less like water and more like mercury. When Ellis looked closer, the fluid didn’t seem to be reflecting the abandoned subway tunnels, it seemed to reflect distant stars. Enyo turned to her again. “Exactly who I am would mean nothing to you, even if you had the context I’d assumed you would.” “That’s not exactly reassuring.” “The storm-wyrm out there has scent of your Resonance. You can either stay here, and eventually be taken by the wyrm, or you can come with me.” “This is stupid! What are you even talking about? What the hell kind of choice is that?” Ellis took a step back, her hands shaking with adrenaline. Enyo picked at her ear with her pinky finger. “A choice between certain and uncertain death,” Enyo said dryly, as if it was the most boring thing in the world. How was she so goddamn calm?"
October 25, 2025 at 3:26 PM