counterintuitivecomics:

It’s my birthday, so I think I’ll give you a comic! C: Here’s wolf girl, a comic about a girl who’s sometimes a wolf, and sometimes a girl. And her sister makes her write essays which is very mean!!! But wolf girl tries very hard and does a good job I think.

This story’s a companion to my Deep Forest series (it’s part of my ‘13 CCS thesis too), and still one of my favorites. You can buy a physical version to hold in your own lil paws at my LaurelLynnLeake Storenvy (at the source link) if you like! But obviously you do not have to, just because it is my birthday! I would not want you to feel guilted into it. 😛 But if you do want to buy things, use the code “ribbons” to get 20% off (I’m extending my sale through 12/18 too).

a-snow-witch-arrives:

queerly-tony:

chrishallbeck:

Spider.
patreon.com/chrishallbeck

You laugh but it have a story.

Girl Scout camp, 2011. I’m a counselor in southern Florida. Some campers come to me in the middle of the night.

“There’s a spider in our cabin!”

It’s southern Florida so yeah, there’s definitely spiders in their cabin. Way more spiders than they can see. Mostly huntsman spiders, which are harmless but definitely on the Big, Brown and Terrifying side (if you’re scared of spiders). The problem of course is that they are fast as hell, so even if I manage to kill THIS spider, there are five more ready to take its place.

Fortunately, the spider saved the day. I go to look at it as it sits on the ceiling haloed by my flashlight and realize…

“Girls, look. She’s got babies just like Charlotte! You don’t want me to kill Charlotte, do you!?”

“NO! Don’t kill Charlotte!”

I leave and go back to sleep. The next morning the campers inform me they’ve named every spider in their cabin. Sweet.

So, we moved into my new house in June. It’s been empty for over a full year. No insects. The inspector specifically mentioned he didn’t find ANY insect activity. I didn’t think anything about it until day two when my 6 year old son was in the bathroom and then I hear “MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA!”
I burst into the bathroom expecting blood everywhere or a badger to have broken through the window or something and he’s staring at the window, bouncing.

I look in the window expecting the worst and see… a jumping spider, staring right back at him. Cutest freaking jumping spider I have ever seen and that is saying something. I start to reassure my son that it’s okay, it’s a NICE spider only to be interrupted by his exasperated voice. He KNOWS spiders are nice. It’s name is Spidey and it’s his friend and I have to be nice and let it live in the window to eat bathroom flies. He freaked out because it was cute and he was afraid I would be scared of it and squish it lol.

We have since discovered the reason we have very few bugs is because we have a shit ton of jumping spiders upstairs, cellar spiders in the basement, and orb weavers outside.