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Valerie Halla
@valeriehalla.dicot.moe
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🌱 Writer, cartoonist, and composer for CURSE/KISS/CUTE
🍀 Jackrabbit-of-all-trades artist-type with computer inclusions
🌿 Queer, trans
🥦 She? He?
🐍 Sometimes NSFW
https://www.dicot.moe/
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drippy notes
Drippy notes (excerpt from Aster’s notebook) Jackets and sweaters for cowgirls usually have a hole in the chest for their boobs to pass through. A full-sized boob window, if you will. Apparently, a cowgirl’s breasts can change size over the course of a week? So without a window, a top that fits one day might be too tight or too loose the next. Drippy wears an elastic undershirt underneath. (I wonder how they got by before elastic was invented...?) Drippy doesn’t wear pants. It’s a fashion trend, or so I’m told. Have you seen those furries that walk around in a shirt and nothing else? It’s kind of like that, plus underwear. (...But why do I feel like the underwear only makes her look *more* pantsless?) Despite her pudgy exterior, Drippy is quite strong. Her back muscles could fold me into a six-inch cube... or at least that’s what she told me the last time I tried to ask about her back.
September 1, 2025 at 10:41 PM
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Cascadia (a.k.a. Drippy) (from my web series CURSE/KISS/CUTE www.dicot.moe/ckc)
a flower-haired cowgirl in colorful clothes strikes a cute pose. she isn’t wearing any pants. between her boobs, pudgy belly, and panty-clad bulge, there is a powerful aura of softness about her.
September 1, 2025 at 9:45 PM
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cascadia (her friends call her “drippy”)
a colorfully-illuminated cowgirl shown from behind. note that “cowgirl” in this context means “girl who is part cow”. despite the angle, both of her breasts are in view, due to her condition (cow). flowers dot her hair. she isn’t wearing any pants.
September 1, 2025 at 7:21 PM
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i relistened to this old chiptune and still liked it, so i re-mixed it for the curse/kiss/cute soundtrack. “Dodecadendron – Harukamukashi” (formerly “One Two Three Four”)
July 27, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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anyway. part ii is coming along well ^◡^
We have discussed at length some of these impossible odds—the miniskirt, the bra, the slutty panty-ribbons and so on. After several hours in their company, Nathan has, somehow, managed to forget their presence—though for how long remains to be seen. The *greater* portion of the impossible odds is currently sitting *across* from Nathan. Her name is Lexie Kamitani, and a non-exhaustive list of the impossible things about her includes: - how tall she is; - how cool she is; - her night-black hair and massive wolfly tail; - that she is somehow bringing back fingerless gloves; and - that she seems genuinely to find Nathan Small amusing.
June 7, 2025 at 3:25 AM
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it’s femboy friday!!! improve your day by reading about this one.

(but don’t tell him i said that. nathan small is pretty sure “femboy” is an offensive thing to call someone and he really doesn’t want to be seen whipping around such loaded terminology, like surely it’s not his word to reclaim, and
“What happened to not caring what you looked like, hmm? I’m just giving you a helping hand. From one cute little boy to another.” Nathan shudders. Every part of his body is confused. His shoulders are naked and his boobs are supported and his thighs are squishing where his socks end, even though he respects the LGBT community and has a college degree in not bothering anybody.
May 30, 2025 at 7:13 PM
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#CurseKissCute “Name of the Helper, Part I” is now LIVE!

→ www.dicot.moe/ckc-1 ←

> Don’t get it twisted! Fresh-faced college grad Nathan Small is as normal as humans come. He only has one problem in life: the giggling little fairy-thing that just transfigured his slacks into a miniskirt...
Cover art for “Name of the Helper, Part I”. An extremely flustered boy looks on as a masked fairy emerges from beneath his skirt. The tent in the skirt formed by the fairy resembles a boner. Nathan Small is sitting alone on a train. You can tell he’s normal because he’s wearing a button-down and a tie. He is twenty-two years old, and you had better *believe* he has a degree in software engineering. He blinks his bleary eyes, then again. He pauses his music, pulls off his headphones, checks his watch. He has managed to sleep for a whole twenty minutes. He isn’t sure why he’s thinking about pentagons. *It’s because they don’t... fit?* “This your first visit to Charmside, short stuff?” The slime (whose stuff is quite a lot shorter than Nathan’s) is sorting through a stack of pamphlets as they ask the question, not even looking at the boy. Their voice is squeaky, thickly accented. Nathan clears his throat. Natural alto though he may be, the task before him represents extinction-level peril for his psyche. “Well, um, yes,” he lilts, and winces. He fixes his hair, then fixes it again. He pecks a crease in his sweater straight. “And it’s going great, so, y’know, yeah!” “Don’t seem like it,” says the slime. “You’re all agitated and your aura’s gone Kiki out to here. I take it you just got changed?” Nathan shrugs. A rivulet of sweat runs down the back of his head. He clasps his hands together in a dainty gesture he hopes is more on-putting than off-. “W-well, define ‘changed’...”
May 24, 2025 at 8:21 PM
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CURSE/KISS/CUTE - “Name of the Helper, part I” - Scene Two is now up on Patreon: www.patreon.com/posts/127317...

in which Nathan Small navigates dire social straits, has a breakdown in the bathroom, and looks in a mirror.
A promotional excerpt from CURSE/KISS/CUTE “Name of the Helper, part I”. A transcription of the snippeted text follows: “This your first visit to Charmside, short stuff?” The slime (whose stuff is quite a lot shorter than Nathan’s) is sorting through a stack of pamphlets as they ask the question, not even looking at the boy. Their voice is squeaky, thickly accented. Nathan clears his throat. Natural alto though he may be, the task before him represents extinction-level peril for his psyche. “Well, um, yes,” he lilts, and winces. He fixes his hair, then fixes it again. He pecks a crease in his sweater straight. “And it’s going great, so, y’know, yeah!” “Don’t seem like it,” says the slime. “You’re all agitated and your aura’s gone Kiki out to here. I take it you just got changed?” Nathan shrugs. A rivulet of sweat runs down the back of his head. He clasps his hands together in a dainty gesture he hopes is more on-putting than off-. “W-well, define ‘changed’...”
April 23, 2025 at 10:06 PM
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happy TDoV. while i, a trans person, only become visible once per year on this holiest of holidays, i'll tell you what's visible all year long: CURSE/KISS/CUTE, my free, ad-free, 100% handmade, fully illustrated adult queer web novel whose novella-length pilot is already out:

→ www.dicot.moe/ckc ←
Selené cleans her hands on a spare washcloth, observing this sorry scene for a moment in silence. “You know, Aster,” says Sandalphon quietly, delicately. “I just want to say—I mean—just because you’re not a...” “Oh, to hell with it,” huffs Selené in exasperation. “Aster, and I mean this with all due respect, but you’re fuckin’ cooked if you think you’re not a monster, mate.” Aster smiles blankly, lips still closed around their straw. “Wh...?” “What,” she challenges, “so ice cream hair doesn’t count, then? Fair enough. Give it another week. Hell, another day. The Phosphor doesn’t exactly post its schedule up on the forum wall for us to read, does it?” She throws down her washcloth. “But let me tell you what I think. I think a monster is a monster.” “But I’m—” “No,” she interjects, commanding Aster’s attention with her finger. “I told you this morning, didn’t I? You can’t tell what’s in someone’s heart just by looking. You spend enough time in this town, you’ll meet monsters that look every bit as human as you. It doesn’t matter. Being a monster isn’t about what you change into. It’s about changing, full stop. That’s the rule. And to be clear,” she adds—leaning in—shading Aster’s whole world by her titanic frame—“they made that rule. Not us.” And as she says this last word, us, she gestures with that still-outstretched finger to herself, to every monster in the packed diner—and to Aster, as well. They stiffen, retortless, as she studies them. At length she softens. She continues, in a tone now strangely gentle: “Aster, this whole thing—it’s about fear. You know that. Who can say why humans are afraid; your guess is as good as mine.” She shifts her weight. “But I know what they’re afraid of. And it isn’t the horns or the teeth. It’s the attitude. Changing’s one thing, but letting yourself be changed? Wanting to be changed? God forbid, having fun with it? Liking it?” Aster’s eyes widen. “That’s you, yeah?” she presses. “You want it, right?” “Y-yes—yes, I do,” Aster haltingly admits. “I want it.” “You want it,” Selené repeats. “Just like I wanted it. And that feeling—that’s the part that scares a human. So they decided it wasn’t a human thing to feel. Better for their world that nobody thinks it’s even on the table. So where does that leave you, then? I mean, do I have to spell it out?” And she grabs Aster’s cap up off the counter, and slaps it back on their head, and says, “Wildflower, you’ve been a monster since the day you got on the damn train.”
March 31, 2025 at 8:22 PM
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situation brewing... #cursekisscute
a work-in-progress illustration from CURSE/KISS/CUTE. in the background of an uncrowded train terminal, a boy nervously fidgets with his skirt. in the foreground, a big-boobed bunny girl and an apple juice-golden slime loom like flaming hoops in an olympic-level obstacle course.
March 28, 2025 at 7:36 PM
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Name of the Helper, Part I is maybe a third the length of episode 0 but i think it’s been the most fun to write per sentence out of anything i’ve ever done.
Listen: Puberty hits some like a truck and others like a two-door sedan. Nathan Small is twenty-two years old, five foot three inches tall, and freckled in all the round places. He is well used to being the most boy-shaped thing in any given crowd of men. Any discussion about masculinity or manliness begins with Nathan seated about six doors down the hall, wondering if his invitation got lost in the male. Obviously he is not going to masturbate in the train terminal bathroom. “Witness my fae handiwork, you incurious lug!”
March 18, 2025 at 5:54 PM
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not for nothing but i'm really feeling like We're So Back with this one.
an illustration from the CURSE/KISS/CUTE episode “Name of the Helper, part I”. in the image, a freckled boy is surprised to discover he is now wearing, among other things, a skirt and thigh-highs. in the background, a fairy raises their wand in triumph. cartoon sparkles abound.
March 3, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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CURSE/KISS/CUTE - “Name of the Helper, Part I” - Scene One is now up on Patreon: www.patreon.com/posts/123339...

in which the thing happens to Nathan Small.
A promotional excerpt from CURSE/KISS/CUTE “Name of the Helper, part I”. A transcription of the snippeted text follows: Nathan Small is sitting alone on a train. You can tell he’s normal because he’s wearing a button-down and a tie. He is twenty-two years old, and you had better believe he has a degree in software engineering. He blinks his bleary eyes, then again. He pauses his music, pulls off his headphones, checks his watch. He has managed to sleep for a whole twenty minutes. He isn’t sure why he’s thinking about pentagons. It’s because they don’t...​fit?
March 1, 2025 at 12:01 AM
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selected CURSE/KISS/CUTE Q&A's from tumblr
question: Can Lexie have chocolate? answer: i have no strong opinion about lexie eating chocolate. however, answering "no" here would imply that lexie can't eat things that are poisonous to dogs. and that would mean she couldn't, for example, chug a Monster® Energy drink—which i feel strongly that she could. therefore, it must be safe for her to eat chocolate. Q.E.D. question: Um, why doesn’t [Drippy] wear pants or a skirt? Is it a confidence thing or does she not care? answer: some people become monsters and it takes them a long time—maybe a lifetime—to fully scrub the grout of human social mores from between their brain-folds. for others, it's like sloughing off a bad pair of jeans after a long day. it's not about confidence and it's not merely an ambivalence to the concept of pants. a new body is an opportunity to redefine the terms and conditions of how people think about and interact with that body. in other words, it's about control. but most importantly of all, it's about looking cute in cute underwear question: [not actually a question just someone drooling over sandalphon in my inbox] answer: from a story engineering standpoint i originally slotted sandalphon into episode 0 as sort of a DEI hire to increase the hot boys quotient in an otherwise girls-heavy pilot episode, but he ended up being my absolute favorite character to write for. please mentally read all of his lines with a james from team rocket type of accent. he's vers by the way.
February 23, 2025 at 10:51 PM
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this afternoon, read CURSE/KISS/CUTE, my illustrated web novel for queers 18+. features include:
- hope
- flirting
- emotions
- good emotions
- the inherent sexiness of change
- vaguely scary deep lore (also sexy)
- forcefem (woke)
- jokes

it's literally free: www.dicot.moe/ckc
“I feel like I get it,” Aster mumbles, staring down at the knotty wooden planks. “I mean, I—I feel like I get it, is all.” Their heart’s pounding: never has it been so clear that they’ve stuck their head somewhere it doesn’t belong. What are they even trying to say? They get it? Who do they think they are? Do they even know the first thing about this woman? And yet: Selené grins. And with one massive dinner plate of a hand descending like an axe from above, she ruffles the fuck out of Aster’s hair. “Oh my God. What. What.” She’s blushing, for some reason, trying her best to glare daggers at the angel: butter knives extrude limply instead. He shrugs, folds his hands behind his head, innocent. “Nothin’...” “What, motherfucker!” He casts Aster a conspiratorial glance. “Did it sound like a cute guy?” Aster has a premonition that the answer may constitute a risk to their health, but they did in fact have this exact thought, so they figure they’re honor-bound to report it. “I mean—he sounded pretty cute, um, in my estimation.” Lexie’s wolf ears are angled back in annoyance. “That’s literally not what it is.” “Not what what is?” says Sandy. “Whatever it is that you think is something!” “But there is something that it is?” “Dude, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” The angel flicks a lock of fluffy hair aside, melodramatic. “You’re right,” he mourns. “An innocent country cherub like myself couldn’t know the first thing about liking cute boys. If only I had a master to teach me the ways...” “I am going to nail you to the fucking cross,” she groans through gritted teeth. Her face is brick-red. Obliquely they ask: “You really don’t know nothin’ about liking cute boys?” Sandy narrowly avoids spraying pink fluid in a fit of laughter. A few heads turn as he kicks up a minor gale flapping his iridescent wings to keep from falling off his stool. He sets his miraculously-unspilled drink back on the counter. “Truth be told, I might know a thing or two,” he chokes, utterly amused. Aster’s index finger draws cautious little circles on the countertop as they peek at the angel from beneath their baseball cap. “S-so, just so we’re clear...​is ‘boys’ the heading you’d file me under?” “I see we’ve skipped right past ‘cute’,” Sandy notes. “What about ‘girls’?” “I wasn’t put on this Earth to render such judgements,” he insists, and pauses to take a sip. “I’m not that kind of angel.” Aster studies his expression. “Hmmm...?” “Besides,” he says, “it’s really the less relevant of the two words, here.” The human sits with that a while. But their body seems to decide before their brain that they like this answer, and a big silly grin spreads unaccountably on their face as they melt over the countertop again. Aster smiles blankly, lips still closed around their straw. “Wh...?” “What,” she challenges, “so ice cream hair doesn’t count, then? Fair enough. Give it another week. Hell, another day. The Phosphor doesn’t exactly post its schedule up on the forum wall for us to read, does it?” She throws down her washcloth. “But let me tell you what I think. I think a monster is a monster.” “But I’m—” “No,” she interjects, commanding Aster’s attention with her finger. “I told you this morning, didn’t I? You can’t tell what’s in someone’s heart just by looking. You spend enough time in this town, you’ll meet monsters that look every bit as human as you. It doesn’t matter. Being a monster isn’t about what you change into. It’s about changing, full stop. That’s the rule. And to be clear,” she adds—leaning in—shading Aster’s whole world by her titanic frame—“they made that rule. Not us.”
February 18, 2025 at 8:17 PM
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this one features a scene you surely have not seen before in a previous incarnation of this project which definitely didn't go maddeningly unfinished until now... ^◡^ "Coming Soon" #cursekisscute
an illustration of a train rushing through high-desert shrubland at sunset, mountains towering on the horizon an illustration of a fairy wearing an unusual hand-shaped mask. his panties are slightly visible (this is standard fairy behavior)
February 13, 2025 at 1:53 AM
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anyway. coming soon #cursekisscute
A screenshot from CURSE/KISS/CUTE, featuring an illustration alongside some narrative prose. The illustration depicts a boy wearing headphones waking up on a train at sunset. The narration reads as follows: Nathan Small is sitting alone on a train. You can tell he's normal because he's wearing a button-down and a tie. He is twenty-two years old, and you had better *believe* he has a degree in software engineering. He blinks his bleary eyes, then again. He pauses his music, pulls off his headphones, checks his watch. He has managed to sleep for a whole twenty minutes. He isn't sure why he's thinking about pentagons. (It's because they don't... fit?)
February 6, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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NEW RELEASE: CURSE/KISS/CUTE episode 0: “Aster Asks!”

Read it for free in your web browser right now: www.dicot.moe/ckc

CURSE/KISS/CUTE is a new episodic erotic web novel about cute gay monsters hooking up in a cursèd wood, with full illustrations and an original soundtrack. 🔞 For adults only! 🔞
NEW: CURSE/KISS/CUTE episode 0: “Aster Asks!” - Aster, a human journalist new to the city of Charmside, just can’t seem to stop meeting cool and cute new monsters. Now, a chance encounter with a pink-striped cowgirl has their mind reeling over the possibilities of shape and form... if you catch our drift. But can the only human in the City of Monsters *really* bring themself to ask the questions burning inside? Or would that just be *inappropriate*? 23k words · 95 minute read · 41 illustrations · 10 BGM tracks THERE IS A DARK AND MAZELIKE FOREST INTO WHICH NO ONE DARE VENTURE, FOR IT IS SAID TO CURSE THOSE WHO BECOME LOST THERE, AND TWIST THEM INTO MONSTROUS SHAPES... Or so they always say. But as it happens, there’s no shortage of individuals in this great big world for whom the prospect of becoming something *new* and *strange* is anything but frightening. Thus it is that for countless centuries a steady influx of humans has disappeared into the Middle Wood, into the pocket world it enfolds and protects, *fully on purpose*. Follow in their footsteps, and deep within the forest you’ll find their new home: The sprawling metropolis of Charmside, City of Monsters. CURSE/KISS/CUTE is a new episodic erotic web novel with illustrations and an original soundtrack. You can read it right now, for free, in your web browser! Please look forward to the following exquisite delights: - Monster girls - Monster boys - Yaoi angel - Big titty cowgirl - Ten-foot-tall Australian woman - Nerd that gets pet several times - Eventually they are all going to date and have cute gay sex about it (they’re not dating yet though (it’s still episode 0 okay (but don’t sleep on this thing (you’re gonna wanna get in on the ground floor (of this thing))))
December 18, 2024 at 6:52 PM
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*dragon* pussy,”
December 12, 2024 at 4:03 AM
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CURSE/KISS/CUTE - Episode 1, final scene is now up on Patreon: www.patreon.com/posts/117800...

in which Aster finally lets it all out.
A preview of CURSE/KISS/CUTE - Episode 0, scene 8, in which Aster and Sandy share a moment in the hallway. What’s CURSE/KISS/CUTE? It’s a horny queer monster-liker web novel with illustrations and an original soundtrack. It’s currently debuting scene-by-scene on my Patreon while I finish illustrating the monster of a prologue. You can subscribe to read it now, or wait until Episode 0 is done, at which point it’ll be released to the public.
December 12, 2024 at 1:33 AM
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there comes a time in every web developer's life where they have to make One Of These Things.......
a call-to-action box containing a set of buttons for sharing, subscribing, etc
December 11, 2024 at 1:34 AM
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i did do that by the way. CURSE/KISS/CUTE coming THIS fall okay? #valeriehallart
A mysterious masked fairy boy flutters by in this close-cropped extract from a larger illustration. His freckled, panty-clad ass is fully out, Tinker Bell-style.
November 30, 2024 at 1:58 AM
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it just occurred to me that a few weeks ago was the tenth anniversary of the first comic i ever posted, and here i am now, somehow drawing the same boy for the first chapter of a completely different story. well, you know what they say about things changing: the more they do, the more they don't...
A page from the now decade-defunct webcomic "Portside Stories", in which Nathan Mint frets over being caught crossdressing. An illustration from the upcoming web novel "CURSE/KISS/CUTE", in which Nathan Small lurks girlfully in yet another doorframe.
November 17, 2024 at 6:57 PM
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corridor moment (spot illustration from CURSE/KISS/CUTE) #valeriehallart
Angel-monster Sandalphon and human-monster Aster share an oddly flirty moment in a backlit corridor.
November 15, 2024 at 9:54 PM
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i used math to answer the important question: "what if we did halftone printing with a pentagonal grid of dots instead of a square grid"?

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS:
Q: wait, there's no such thing as a grid of regular pentagons
A: i know, right?!
A commonly-used stock image of a parrot, rendered in black and white stippling with a pentagonal lattice of dots. The dots form aperiodic star-shaped clusters due to the fact that regular pentagons cannot tile the plane.
November 2, 2024 at 7:30 PM