foxesinlove

Arctic foxes

My boyfriend is built for the cold. A human version of those sled dog breeds who will happily sleep face down in the snow and hates coming back indoors.

A serious game

My boyfriend does airsoft. Indoor games are pretty rare in Finland, as there are only about three permanent indoor game fields. Last weekend there was a game in an old building that was due to be taken down, so getting to have a game there was a rare treat.

I don't play airsoft myself, since all the things that my boyf...

Inside thought

Sometimes the simplest comic concepts are the most challenging ones to draw. This is an extremely simple joke but it's carried entirely by Blue's expression in the last panel.

Abstract textures

For reasons beyond my own comprehension, I spent this entire day making these. I had things I was supposed to do, but alas.

Acquired tastes

There's these little snack bar cookies (most likely meant for meal prepping) in the store that taste exactly like an old stale gingerbread house. I like the taste of an old stale gingerbread house. My boyfriend does not want to let me eat old stale gingerbread that's been sitting on a side table gathering dust for a whole mon...

Grumpy hours

I grew up in a household where the response to someone clearly being mad about something but refusing to say why was responded with either taking it personally, or by harrying the person who is mad for no reason until you've pried the truth out of them - or wrangled them into saying whatever they think you want to hear.

Curls

I've got a home perm box in my closet, waiting for the day I finally figure out how to give myself natural-looking curls with the rollers I have.

Best case scenario

I know it's one of those logical fallacy bias things to think that all the trials you had in life were necessary in order to get to the good, happy part of life, but I'll indulge in it nonetheless. I could not have wrangled my way through life and eventually landed on my feet any better than this.

Return of the christmas spirit

It's that time of the year again! Merry chrisis!

Cheat code

I originally thought of having Blue simply float away, but then I thought of just how often levitating foxes have been featured in the comics, and had to come up with something else.

Deaf to the world

I don't know how I'll fare when I'm old. I know people on my mother's side have a tendency to lose their hearing with age - nobody really knows when my grandma lost her hearing, because she had never listened to anyone else talking anyway, and was already in the habit of interrupting someone mid-sentence to talk about whateve...

Getting better

I'm back to regular posting! Spent a week just laying in bed, another one doing whatever I please (been weaving a basket, I'll show you when I'm done!) and building up a queue of comics so I can work on them on a more leisurely pace.

Sick leave

Turns out I'm probably sick after all. My energy didn't come back over the weekend so I'm back in bed until I feel like I want to get out of bed.

Not doing today

You ever have those days when you just don't want. You simply do not want to do that day. But there's things to do.

Getting up this morning felt like trying to peel an orange. Peeling myself out of bed unsure whether ripping me off the mattress is going to leave pieces of the mattress stuck on me, or pieces of me stuck...

The Suffering

Sometimes, when there's something that can't be helped in any way and must simply be suffered through, there's still always the option of being dramatic about it. My boyfriend isn't as much of a fan of theatrical melodramatic suffering, but I do my best to practice it in inevitable situations.

I wish I could have his he...

The Halloween costume!

Now that I'm back home, here's the pictures of the costume I wore. Our theme this year was childhood shows, stories and fears, and I had decided to go as the black rabbit of Inlé from Watership Down. The costume, unfortunately, did not photograph well in dim light. Or bright light. Or any light, really. But I had known what ...

The Moth That Wasn't Doing Anything

We were wrong about the moth, it turns out! We had figured we'd let it be since it was just chilling on the ceiling and wasn't bothering anyone. Turns out that the moth was a flour moth, who had come from the flour bag we got from the lovely old mill we visited that one time. Also it wasn't merely chilling, it had gotten ...