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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Chocodile has long wanted me to make a ref of Ambroys from our completely inexplicable angel/devil AU... at last, I have done it. Ambroys is to humans what sparkledogs are to rottweilers. A sparkleman, if you will.

A reference sheet for a character drawn in a cartoon style. The character is an angel, of the bewinged human variety. He has golden-brown skin, blond hair, iridescent white wings and is absolutely covered in sparkles. A little chibi doodle shows him getting teased by a cigar-smoking devil (his bestie/worstie).

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

matching sporty winter fits for a wicked mother and her horrid son.

Drawing of two anthro characters. Both are dressed in late Victorian clothing. On the left is a tall, thin mature-looking ermine woman. She is dressed in a mid-length skirt, short-heeled boots with dozens of tiny silver buttons, and a short fitted coat lined with ermine fur and tails (not her own). On the right in a short, chubby rat man. He is wearing tall boots, riding breeches, leather gloves and a long coat, also trimmed with ermine fur. His red scarf is the only bit of color the two are wearing. The two look at each other out of the corners of their eyes, smiling at one another like neither is particularly practiced at it but with genuine fondness. The backdrop is a gray-blue circle dotted with snow.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

Flames extinguished in a flash (well... most of them), replaced by saccharine smugness. He's not projecting, you're projecting. (2/2)

Second comic panel, related to the above one.

Here, the unicorn character has calmed down, with pinks replacing the bright reds again. In the background, the attendant with the hairbrush panics about it having caught fire, but this isn't about him. Ambroys puts on an expression of gentle sweetness. If it wasn't for his hair still smoking, it'd look as if he'd never become infuriated at all. He smoothly says: "I-- I'm sorry. I shouldn't get mad at you. I can't blame you for being jealous... knowing you're always aging and dying must be stressful. I promise you'll feel so much better if you put all those bad thoughts away and just let yourself enjoy the pretty pony prancing for you."

As an aside, he whispers: "while you can."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

The people-pleaser is unpleased when the people aren't pleased. (1/2)

A brief comic drawn in response to a tumblr ask. The message reads: "Ambroys, you always strive to look as good as possible. Is that just because you're worried about what people might think if you let yourself go (even for a day)? Or are you just desperately seeking attention, because you fear you might lose it once you're aged?"
The first panel shows Ambroys, an anthro unicorn. He's a pretty-boy type character, colored in creams and golds, while everything surrounding him is colored rose-pink. He's being dressed in foppish Rococo-esque clothing and having his shining, literally sparkling hair brushes by valets. With wide-eyed concern, he addresses the asker with a volley of questions: "Uh, you know I don't have to give a shit about what 'people might think' since I'm, like, above mortals, right? Isn't it good that I want to look my best for you all anyway? You do get that i put in all this effort for YOUR benefit, don't you? Aren't you happier having me add something beautiful to your life? Is that not what you want?"

His question turns hostile: "Should I even care about what you people want when you're always so--" his surroundings turn darker and red instead of pink now, and the panel is a close-up of his face. Replacing worry is an expression of barely constrained rage. The ends of his hair have sparked into white-hot flames, and his eyes are unnaturally bright. He continues, his speech-bubbles ragged and fiery: "--fucking UNGRATEFUL?"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 15/06/2026

Relax your grip, lady. No one's taking that thing away from you. (No one else wants it.)

A short comic in response to a tumblr ask. The question reads: "Why or for what reason didn't Jocosa try to have more kids?"
The first panel shows an anthro ermine woman. She is dressed in late Victorian clothing. She looks up at the viewer from under lowered brows, but her expression is carefully neutral. She holds a baby in her arms, who graps onto her dress. The baby looks altricial, with bulging, dark-circled eyes like a baby bird and transparent skin that shows his veins. The woman says: "My husband and parents often ask that very same question. I regret to have put forth an unsatisfactory effort, but I did... 'try.' Theopolis--this little one, who needn't be stared at--is my third-born."
In the second panel, we see a close-up of her face. She breaks eye-contact with the viewer, her brow slightly furrowed. The baby reaches up to grasp her face, and she lightly touches his small arm. She continues: "Before him, I bore two others. Two perfect, tiny bodies."
In the last panel, she grasps the child, her fingers trembling from the strength of her grip. The baby holds her in turn, his tiny claws digging into her back as he drools and chews on her dress' lapel. Both glare at the viewer, Jo gazes over her baby's head, her baby opening one corpse-pale eye. She finishes: "I will not suffer my bearing place becoming a grave again. I have carried enough corpses. I know the family thinks it terribly negligent of me to let this poor thing be the sole scion of our lineage. He is sickly. He is malformed. He is imperfect... and he is alive. I need nothing more of my last, my only son."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 05/06/2026

In which Theo says "I'm not naive," then proceeds to be deeply naive.

A comic of anthro characters drawn in a cartoon style in response to a tumblr ask. The ask reads: "Hey Theo, do you TRULY think Hyden isn't taking advantage of you and cares about your goals with dearest mother?"
In the first panel, Theo-an small, nebbish-looking rat dressed in an old-fashioned suit-looks aside, hunching anxiously. He says: "I am not naive. I am aware that the duke does not, could not care as I care. He hardly knows me, and he never... never had the fortune to know her."
In the next panel, both Theo and the man he's speaking of, Hyden, are depicted. Hyden is a large, older-looking rabbit. On the right side of the panel, Hyden, somewhat disheveled looking, reaches his hand up to touch a ruby-colored cracked gem on his forehead. He stares forward, his brow furrowed. On the left, Theo is shown to have a similar-looking ruby gem implanted into his hand (though his implantation may have gone less well, given that the hand his gem is stuck in has turned black and veiny). Theo rubs the gem against his cheek, like a child might nuzzle a blanket or toy for comfort. The silhouette of a ghostly woman wearing the same gem around her neck hovers behind him, her thin, bony hands gently holding him. Words overlay the panel: "Yet I know him. I know his magic is as precious to him as Mother is to me. I know the agony of being ripped from your purpose, your power, a piece of your soul. I know that if we two half-men work together, we stand a better chance at making ourself whole than if he toiled apart. I know he knows that too."
In the final panel, we see Theo again, still hunched, but with his chin lifted and a slight smile on his face. He fidgets with his cravat as he says: "...though the duke is not the sort of man to weep for my sorrows, I cannot help but to- to hope, in my foolish, selfish way- that when we have reclaimed what was stolen from us, when he can finally know my mother as who she IS not WAS, he may yet shed a tear of joy."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 01/06/2026

In his grief, Theo's words are faltering, and his grasp on reality is somewhat unstable, but his convictions are neither. He will never give up on Mother. He simply can't.

Short comic drawn in response to a tumblr ask: "is there anything that would make you give up trying to bring back mother dearest? Or would you die trying?" The comic has a chilly blue-gray color scheme. and depicts an anthro rat character. He is small, pudgy, and dressed in old-fashioned winter clothes.
In the first panel, he sits in a forst of bare-branched aspen trees. Snow falls around him as he breathes foggy air into his gloved palm, watching as the fog breaks around his fingers. His brow is tense and his eyes wide as he says: "there is no giving up. There is no other choice. For me to go on without her--it is as if, ah, as if this fog lingered on the winter air without my breath to form it. As if my shadow still clung to the earth even after the light that cast it went dark. D-do you understand? That I live while she does not is an antinomy."
The second panel pulls back, looking at him from above to reveal that he is leaning against one of the graves in a quiet snowbound graveyard. The shape of the grave casts a long shadow over his body in the shape of a coffin. He looks up at the sky, clutching himself as he continues: "my lungs draw breath, my heart beats, but I am no less a corpse than she. If her chance at life costs the rest of mine--it will have cost nothing at all."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 19/05/2026

His dad procreating with side pieces is something that Theo wouldn't have considered. He forgets that babies can be born out of wedlock. (If reminded, he'd find it so unfair that his perfidous father might've spawned a higher quantity (maybe even quality) of descendants than his perfect mother.)

An ask message from tumblr with a cartoon drawing made in response.

The message reads: "Theo, think you got any half-siblings out there?"

Theo, a small, chubby anthro rat dressed in an old-fashioned suit and bowtie, replies: "Oh hell." He pauses, staring into the middle distance, gripping the side of his face with a gloved hand. After a pause, he continues: "I dearly hope that I don't. It is appalling enough that my father afflicted even ONE woman with carrying his lowly spawn."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 07/05/2026

He'd have very different feelings about this mythical beast known as "consequences" depending on when in his timeline he's asked - so here's a few Ambroyses across the years.

Short comic drawn in response to a tumblr ask, which questions the character Ambroys about his inability to consider consequences, wondering if this is a side-effect of his mortality.

The first panel is labeled "~20 years old." It has a pink color-scheme. A young, foppish unicorn man reclines on some pillows, waving his hand dismissively at the questions. At first, he does an unflattering mimicry of the question: "There are consequences to your actions, blablablah" before saying "Oh, please. You're boring me. I hear enough of this crap from Papa."

The next panel is his at ~30 years old. It has a sickly green palette. The same unicorn hunches, dressed only in a loosely tied robe which falls off his body. His hair is disheveled and his eyes are wild and ringed with dark eye bags. He has bandages on both his arms. He snarls: "Or maybe I AM playing the long game and you just don't get it 'cause of YOUR stupid little lifespan! Maybe one day I'll be right where I wanna be, and you'll be fucking DEAD!" In a weak afterthought, he adds "you... you think about that."

The last panel is labeled "~300 years old" and has a golden palette. The background is of churchlike stained glass. The same character is present, dressed richly in a priestly garment, visibly aged from his younger appearance, with streaks of silver and white in his long gold hair. With a weary grimace, he says: "Oh, I'd argue that immortality makes one far LESS impulsive. When you know you have an endless wealth of years, you can afford to wait... but a rash move can have you paying the price for a long... long... time."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

Theo on the "power imbalance" between Hyden and he. (Can't have a savior complex about a person who doesn't need saving!) Hyden IS manipulating Theo, but he's leading Theo with a rope that Theo handed to him, and Theo wouldn't have given him that rope if Hyden had appeared strong enough to yank it.

A short comic drawn in response to a tumblr ask. The ask wonders about Theo's relationship to a man named Hyden. Theo helps him with his daily duties, including dressing him and possibly bathing him, while Theo receives nothing in return. The asker states there is a power imbalance between the two men, and asks if Theo ever worries about Hyden's power.

The first panel shows an anthro rat man dressed in a suit. He sneers and says: "I will tell you what I told Hy--his Grace: I am not bathing anyone. Indeed, despite your pothering, I do not perform any courtesy unless I wish it. ...Do you believe that Duke Hyden is forcing me to assist him? By what means?"

In the next panel, a anthro rabbit (much larger than the rat) struggles to walk, while the rat looks concerned. A monologue continues over the panel: "Certainly not by strength. As you say, the man is feeble, sickly, slow. His legs are nearly double the length of mine, yet I am the one that must shorten my steps to allow him to keep pace. Without my ministering, his vigor would decline even further."

Next panel: the rabbit leans over the rat, gazing in wonder at flames he's conjured. "Not by spellwork. He is as harmless as a master marksman who has lost his sight. He was once the deadliest mage the world had ever known, but now he cannot conjure even a spark. Not without my help."

In the next panel, the rat is clad in a coronet and royal cape, which he drapes over the rabbit. "Not by sovereignty. In this age, I am nobility, a man of status, and he is no one, a man stripped of his power, his prestige, even his personhood. I alone respect his title. I alone am his ally in a world that despies him-no,worse than that-a world that does not even know he lives."

In the last panel, the rat looks askance at the viewer, a mix between a smirk and a snarl on his face. "So, you say there is an 'imbalance of power' between Duke Hyden and I. I say you are correct... though you have attributed that power to the wrong man."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 13/04/2026

SINS OF THE SON (2/2) *takes cards out of the Clue board game center space* It was Baron North, in the master bedroom, with the fire poker!

The crawling rat man from earlier is in full view now: his glasses glint, but one crazed eye is visible behind their glare. He is also dressed in a suit, but the blood spattered across his face makes him look distinctly less civilized than the man he's currently bludgeoning with a fire poker. Though you don't see the other man, the splatter and the crimson-red trail of blood arcing over the assailant's head as he readies another blow don't paint a pretty picture of his fate.

The text boxes continue: "She would have understood. She would have done it to protect me too. Even so, I confess... she would not have made such a dreadful mess."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 13/04/2026

SINS OF THE SON (1/2) There is an infestation of rats in Northcrest manor. Which is the vermin and which is the exterminator depends on each one's point of view.

The first half of a comic, drawn in a monochrome cartoon style with heavy black hatching.
In the first panel, an anthro rat man opens a heavy wooden door. The man is dressed in a ~1900s-era sack suit. He is surrounded by the light of the outside, but the inside of the manor is drenched in deep shadow. The door sits beneath an archway crowned with the emblem of a heraldic sheild and a baron's coronet.
In the second panel, the man ascends a flight of stairs. He uses a mote of light he has conjured from his palm to illuminate his surroundings: peeling wallpaper, dusty old painting, cobwebs. He's in a grand old manor, but a very neglected one. In the shadows, below his line of sight, there is another figure hidden in the shadows. His silhouette is that of another rat man, though rather than walking up the stairs he crouches and crawls, more animalistic, the lens of his glasses flashing like a predator's eyes in the dark. One can barely make out the fire poker in his hand.
In the final pinal, the first rat man has drawn back the curtain of a bed. His expression is one of horror; despite being indoors, his breath gives off a chilly fog. He stares down at the silhouette; it looks like the figure of a woman at rest. Behind him, the glasses of his pursuer glint in the pitch darkness.
Text boxes wind their way through all the panels, saying: "He knew he was not welcome. I had rid the manor of vermin before. Overthrown as patriach, he crept back as a thief, here to seize his 'entitlement;' my birthright. If he had not been stopped, he would have had me declared me. He would have taken my home away from me. He would have taken HER away from me."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 03/04/2026

Despite Theo really wishing he'd been born as an the same species as his mother instead of as a rat-person, an ermine-Theo would not look as elegant as he thinks he would look.

Drawing of an anthro character. This character is drawn as an ermine. He is white-furred, short, chubby, and dressed formally. He grimaces awkwardly, showing crooked fangs. He has a short, bushy tail with a black tip. In the upper corner of the image are three little doodles of the same character in a simplified feral form: one of him doing a weasel war dance, one of him with his mother (a much longer, elegant-looking ermine, and one of him perched on the back of a giant fat rabbit, gnawing on the bunny's ear in carnivorous glee. The bunny seems unbothered.)

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

At Ambroys' present-day multi-century age, some past screw-ups don't seem so bad anymore, maybe because he's successful now, or people who'd be mad at him are long dead, or he's lied about them so often he's replaced his memories with confabulations. Still, he has few mistakes that he winces over.

A two-panel sequence of an effete, maturely-aged anthro unicorn character speaking. He's dressed in fantastical priest robes and has a literal halo, so there's some religious nonsense going on here.
At the top, there's a question from an anonymous follower: "Deep down, how much does Ambroys regret it all?"
He answers, posing with his hands out like he's a metrosexual Jesus, his halo glowing radiantly: "What's to regret? Look at me. Admired, adored, worshipped, even. I've lived a wonderful life. True, I've suffered more than my share of tribulations... but if I had not suffered them, I may have become a different man, one who could not share his light with all of you. I would gladly endure each terrible wound of my past, now that I know the blood that I spilled would, one day, help flowers grow."
In the second panel, he looks askance, a fidgeting finger pressed to his cheek. He says: "That said... there are a few little things here and there that could have been done... differently."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 26/02/2026

Theo: "When I hit myself with a hammer it makes me stronger and a better person because it is my awesome destiny to make myself suffer unnecessarily and on purpose" Jo's distant voice from beyond the veil: "NOT WHAT I MEANT"

First half a simple comic featuring anthro characters. At the top there is a screenshot of a tumblr message saying: "Theo: since your catalyst stone is bonded to your hand, it's right there on top of your muscles and tendons. Does that impact your dexterity? And isn't the hand an important means of casting magic?"

The first panel, colored in fleshy reds and maroons, shows a small man's hand, with a cutaway revealing the muscles and tendons underneath his skin. A red stone, shaped like a teardrop, is embedded into the flesh. He says: "Hnk. I knew better than to damage muscle... though I could not avoid interference with the extensor tendons. At first, there was pain, a peculiar grinding sensation, though the nerves have since learned to cease their whining."

In the second panel, the cutaway is gone, showing just the hand. Red, vein-like magical strings emanate from the stone, appearing to manipulate the man's fingers. He says: "At worst, the fingers of my left hand occasionally rebel, refusing my orders to straighten. Fortunately, the cause is also the cure for any incidents of digital noncompliance."

The next panel has a gray-purple colorscheme, showing it takes place in the past. An ermine woman dressed in Victorian attire channels flowing streams of magic into a single beam of light using a wand. Above the image, the man's monologue continues: "Most mages do not rely solely on the hands for casting. It is more prudent to use a focus. Magic is a savage force. It will fight against its domination like a wild animal. Only the unwise offer it their hand instead of a leash. Mother favored a wand for taming her more tempestuous spells."

The comic continues.

The next panel shows the man in full, also in the gray-purple flashback color scheme. He's a short, chubby rat anthro in a three-piece suit. He is shrouded in darkness, whipping around the wand and peering over his shoulder like he's trying to find something in the dark. His present-day self monologues incessantly: "Alas, despite her tutelage, when I attempted to wield her wand, it served me little better than a stick. A blind man cannot see the glow of a fire, only feel its heat. My mother saw the light of magic, but I only sensed it through its burn. When the wand absorbed the familiar sting I felt when casting, I was lost, unable to descry what my mother, what all mages, perceived so keenly."

The next panel is back to the present-day maroons and reds. The vein-like magic emanates (or is absorbed by) the stone in his hand, which he looks at with an expression of scornful analysis. "Hence, I am... obliged to cast with my hands. Magic heeds my commands only when I submit my flesh to its bite and refuse to flinch. Yes, it is true that the catalyst stone demands yet more sacrifice, greater endurance..."

In the final panel, the man squeezes his hand into a fist, the magic energy bursting from between his fingers almost like the spraying innards of a squashed bug. His expression is a strange mixture of a smile and a grimace, his mouth pulled back taught to show his fangs and his eyes opened wide. He concludes: "...But pity my not. Despite my deficiencies, my mother was able to teach me much. When I struggled, she told me how 'suffering begets strength.' She knew then, as I know now, that our power must be the progeny of pain."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 17/02/2026

Ambroys can endure injuries that would kill most. In his elder years, he is only mildly inconvenienced by mortal wounds. At this age (60+ despite the baby face), he's taken a lot of hits. Still squeamish about pain though. Anya has a much keener interest in exploring the limits of his fortitude.

Two-panel cartoon drawing made in response to a tumblr ask which reads: "Ambroys: your regenerative capabilities are quite impressive. What is the worst injury you have recovered from? What is the worst injury you think you can take? Do you experiment and see how far your capabilities can go?"

In response, Ambroys (an anthro unicorn) says: "Fuck, that's grim. I guess the worst would be the time I got a couple arrows in the neck? Or maybe one of the stab wounds? ...I don't know which one of those would be more deadly for, um, anyone who isn't me." He looks down at himself. Ghostly impressions of arrows, a sword and a dagger pierce his body, showing where he's been wounded in the past.

Then he whips his head around to a figure standing behind him. She's a lioness. He says: "It won't kill me, obviously, but getting stabbed still hurts, so I don't want to experiment to see how big of a knife you can shove in me just because someone is curious."

The lioness, exasperated, says: "Fine!"

Ambroys continues: "So stop asking."

She replies: "I did!"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 11/02/2026

Jocosa endured her conjugal duties because it was her obligation as the sole heir to her line, but after the birth of her son, she put the marital bed to death. A mercy killing. She wouldn't dare speak of her dread of a man's touch, were it not for the rules of this prompt demanding the truth.

A short comic features an anthro ermine woman.
A question asks "Jo - what was your most embarrassing moment in life?"
The first few panels show her beginning to say, "The night --" before involuntarily wincing, then releasing her breath.
She says "The night of my wedding," above a flashback of her younger self lying on a bed in the dark. She stares at the ceiling with a blank but subtly nervous expression, lying on her back like a corpse, her hands clasped tensely on her chest. A man sits on the edge of the bed, smoking in his undergarments. He makes a snipe at her expense for just "lying there."
In the last panel, back in the present, she looks away from the viewer and says "...It is a cruelty of nature, that the soft clay of a woman's body must be molded and deformed by a man's rough hands to sculpt her child. Yet as the years pass, as it is used up, clay grows hard, unyielding, too brittle to invite touch. That is nature's mercy."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 05/02/2026

Which of his parents does Theo resemble? Kinda both, kinda neither. He's a bit of an anomaly.

Drawing meant to show which parent a character takes after. His mother is an ermine woman he shares his pointy features, his dad is a rat man who shares his rounder features, but he's much stranger looking than either than of.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

as the sole scion of a noble family, Theo would be obligated to sire the next generation - unfortunately for his mother there is no such thing as sex-ed yet, just really awkward conversations

drawing of an anthro ermine woman fretting over her son's knowledge (or lack thereof) of producing children

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 27/01/2026

Theo's not lying about reading this tripe to understand how "normal people" view Hyden, except this book was not made for normal people. Which is why he - well. "Likes it" isn't quite right, but he definitely feels some kind of way about it.

Drawing of an anthro rat character justifying why he owns and reads an absolutely awful romance book. The cover of the book has a buff rabbit man (a very generous interpretation of a historical evil wizard) embracing a swooning raven-haired damsel.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 26/01/2026

The Norths are old-fashioned sorts - Jocosa and Theopolis share plenty of critiques about modern society that are all behind the times and mostly behind people's backs.

Drawing of anthro characters dressed in historical clothing. A red squirrel girl, wearing clothing from the late Edwardian period, reads a newspaper, unaware that she is being gossiped about. An older ermine woman and a little rat man, both old-fashioned types dressed more like the late Victorian period, insult her clothing for being much too modern.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 20/01/2026

Ambroys and Theo have very different motives while dressing themselves: vanity vs. decorum - or trying to look sexy vs. trying to look respectable even though no one respects you.

Drawing comparing the demeanors of two characters: an anthro unicorn and an anthro rat. The unicorn is a confident fop, the rat is defensive and surly and drab.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 19/01/2026

Quote with your horn art 🦄 This is the one drawing I have where the topic is explicitly a horn. ...I think.

An anthro unicorn man gets confused about innuendo and/or the concept of how erogenous horns are supposed to work.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 16/01/2026

Ambroys is ribbing Lou here, but he's also being genuine. He spent more time in commoner spaces than would be expected (or socially acceptable) for a noble. The delights of the humble were simpler, lower-stakes, more "honest" than court life. He'd describe the appeal of being with Lou similarly.

A drawing of a fancy anthro unicorn man and anthro goat woman in yellow hues. In response to a question about what non-prestigious things he likes, the unicorn gestures to the goat woman and says "Oh, I like a ton of common, ordinary stuff! Like... I like Lou!"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 23/12/2025

The festivity will continue until merriment improves.

A drawing of two anthro characters, a unicorn and a rabbit. The rabbit, dressed in a slate blue business suit and red tie, is looking exceedingly displeased while the unicorn, dressed in a terribly festive sweater with a sprig of mistletoe tied to his horn, forces him to wear a Christmas tree light-festooned antler headband. The unicorn looks very smug about this.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 09/12/2025

Drawing for tumblr user shenzaibird who asked how Theo would react to another person (like Verloren here) growling back at him. Unfortunately, rather than feeling a sense of kinship over their jointly disparaged social quirks, he would react with the Victorian gentleman's equivalent of "dude wtf"

A drawing of an anthro rat and an anthro canine. The two snarl at each other, looking feral. Then the rat man recoils, looking up at the dog man with a look of shock and scorn, and says "...good Gods. What's wrong with you?"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 03/12/2025

Sometimes people tell me they think Theo's name is "Theodore." He could never be a Theodore. That name isn't ridiculous I mean antiquated I mean NOBLE enough for the woman with the name "Jocosa."

A quick doodle of anthro characters. A rat man with the beginning of a mustache leans against a chair and says "it's not too late to change the name. You could try a NORMAL one, like Theodore?"
A prim-looking ermine woman sits in the chair. She is pulling a drool-soaked and well-chewed book away from a squirming, bald baby rat in her lap. She says: "Theodore isn't NORMAL. It is COMMON. The name Theopolis is proper and noble."
Smirking, the rat man replies "come on, now. Isn't there enough for kids to bully him over WITHOUT the prissy name?"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 01/12/2025

Ambroys aims for "adorably naive," not "can't tie my own shoes," but apparently he can sometimes play too dumb.

A short comic with two human original characters (the human forms of Ambroys and Lou, who I draw more often as a unicorn and goat respectively). Ambroys is a preppy pretty-boy, Lou is a grouchy tomboy.

The comic is in response to a tumblr ask, which is screenshotted at the top: "Ambroys, how good are you at tying your shoes?"

In the first panel, Ambroys responds to the question, looking nervous. He holds a rose-gold, sparkly smart phone in his manicured hands. He says: "Why would I -- I haven't had trouble tying my shoes since I was like FIVE YEARS OLD?!" He pauses. "Hang on. I have to call somebody."

The next panel shows Lou answering her phone. She's lounging on a couch. Through the phone, Ambroys shouts: "LOU!"
She replies: "What do you want, dickbag?"
He says: "I'm going to ask you something and you've gotta be honest, okay? Do I ever come off like I'm dumb?"
She says, bluntly: "All the time."

The next panel is mostly a giant speech bubble of Ambroys screaming "FUCK YOU!" over Lou's phone, then hanging up.

After a brief pause, he starts calling her again. She looks begrudging about answering him, but does so.

Instead of a proper greeting, he asks: "Dumb like a silly puppy? 🥺👉👈"
She replies: "Dumb like a dumbass."
Again, he screams "FUCK YOU!" and hangs up.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

✨Artists! Please show: ♡ the first piece you did in 2025 ♡ your favourite piece of the year ♡ your most popular piece ♡ your most recent piece

A short comic of Theo imagining himself at the Phantom of the Opera and singing along. He's interrupted by his mother, who mistakes his affection for an Andrew Lloyd Webber musical for a fondness for Cats (the horror).

A devilish Hyden and angelic Ambroys snuggling up in bed together. The room is suffused with neon light and covered in a mess only two hedonists bunking together can make.

A snippet of a longer comic, showing Theo doing his necromancy studies. He's not looking normal.

A snippet from a comic about Theo talking about his prior bullies. A flashback shows his teenage self being hassled by three bigger boys, all dressed in school uniforms.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 24/11/2025

Theo's response to being asked about his school bullies and the revenge he took on them... Theo still shudders to recall the years being battered and harassed by fellow sons of high society, but there is a joy in permanently mutilating an enemy and knowing you have gone from victim to threat.

Short comic of an anthro rat character. He's smoking, plumes of smoke billowing from his mouth and nose as he speaks. He's small and stout, a bit strange-looking, dressed in dark formal clothing that makes him look like an evil little mortician.

In the first panel, he slouches as he talks about his experiences being bullied in his school years. He says "Like many predatory beasts, schoolboys travel in packs. Was he the worst of the lot? Hnf. It is difficult to say whether the wolf that tore open your stomach is preferable to the one that gnawed upon your ribs." The plumes of smoke form a sort of window to a flashback, showing his teenaged self being harassed by a group of boys. He's much smaller than the rest of them, easily restrained by the tallest figure, a muscular anthro golden eagle, while a scrawny pine marten takes a swing at him and a fox cackles at his misery. Red blood spurts from the teenaged rat's nose.

In the next panel, the rat's face turns to a sharp-toothed grin. He laces his fingers together, sneering as he says: "Years on from our last, ehk-hem, disagreement, I chanced to encounter him in Ironfrost, conversing with military men; his father's friends, no doubt. He was claiming his disfigurement was an old hunting wound. Perhaps he thought a feral boar made for a grander foe than a cornered rat. He did not look pleased to see me." The rat laughs a sickly, phlegmy laugh. "A pity for him. If he had allowed me to finish my work years ago, he need not have SEEN me at all." Another flashback shows the eagle, now a grown man dressed in white tie attire, looking with alarm at the viewer with alarm and disgust. Deep red scars frame the eagle's eyepatch.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 17/11/2025

Someone asked how Ambroys would feel about having his own harem. Ambroys feels that would be TOO MUCH FRIGGIN WORK. He's good at getting girls, but keeping them is another story. Sounds like a lot of stress to a man who has trouble sustaining just one love affair, let alone enough to form a harem.

A short comic of an anthro unicorn character. The character is an pretty-boy type, dressed in a ruffled shirt and breeches. He's reclining on a pile of pillows and blankets. Judging by the wine bottle in his hand and flushed face, he's drunk.

Panel 1: He says: "So, don't think I'm a pansy, but I don't really see the appeal of harems. Just one relationship is tiring enough."

Panel 2: Looking off to the side with a tired expressed, he whines: "You're always having to think about how she's feeling, what she's needing, what kind of man she's wanting you to be..."

Panel 3: The unicorn holds the wine bottle up to his head like it's an ice pack for a headache. He suddenly looks alarmed, more disheveled than the prior panels. He says: "Can you imagine doing ALL THAT for like, TEN women? GODS! You'd have to be ten men at once!"

Panel 4: He scoffs, "now, you might say, Ambroys, having a harem isn't about what the WOMEN want, it's supposed to be about what YOOOU want!" He then murmurs to himself "yeah, as if anyone ever cares about what I want..."

Panel 5: Suddenly enraged, the unicorn puts a hand to his chest and yells: "Well, YOU don't have to put in the effort if you're good with all of them getting sick to fucking death of you and running off with their eunuch guard, but I'M not getting CUCKED by a EUNUCH, okay?!"

Panel 6: As quickly as he was infuriated, he's calm again, putting on a sweet face and snuggling the wine bottle like a teddy bear. He says: "Uh. Heh. Ehehe. Anyway... I think I'm happy having one lover at a time. It's more special that way." His voice is so saccharine his speech bubble has a little heart at the end.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 10/11/2025

Despite his protestations, he has gnawed on furniture in the past and he will do so again. That bad behavior's a little more destructive than poor posture, though not so easily corrected. But he definitely doesn't behave like an animal, okay? (2/2)

Last bit of the comic above.
The rat man still hand his hands up in a pawlike posture, so the ermine woman flicks her finger downwards and whispers "hands." The rat man hurriedly shoves his hands down, holding them stiffly at his sides, as he whispers back "thank you, mother."
Then, addressing whatever off-screen individual made the offensive remark, he declares "SO, as you can CLEARLY see, I do not behave like an ANIMAL!"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 10/11/2025

Theo's feral habits are a sore subject for him. There is a spectrum of permissibility for bestial behavior, but Theo is deep into the “socially unacceptable” side of those scales. He tries hard to appear a gentleman, but sometimes he requires a little reminder from Mother about his poise... (1/2)

A short comic with two anthro characters, a short, chubby rat man and a tall, elegant ermine woman. Both are dressed in Victorian-era formal attire.
In the first panel, the rat man is hunched over, fur bristling, teeth bared, drooling a little, his clawed hands held up like paws. He snarls "ANIMAL-LIKE? You insult me! I'll have you know that despite whatever pernicious gossip you have heard, I comport myself with the poise expected of my station and I have not gnawed on furniture for over five--"
He's interrupted by a whispered "Theopolis."
The ermine woman flicks a finger upwards and whispers "Posture."
The rat man jerks upward, following her direction, so that he stands upright. Nervously, he whispers back "ehm, yes, right."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 05/11/2025

Ambroys figures he's smart enough to do whatever he wants. But almost nobody tells him of his faults to his face. If he was informed that he was developing a reputation for being a dolt - not a carefree libertine who shirks the dull in favor of the fine but a genuine idiot - that would bother him.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 04/11/2025

This question sent him into pissy-paggro mode, but only because his intelligence was insulted. Being a rake is disparaged but he can spin it as being cool, but there is nothing cool about not knowing how to count. He IS an impulsive, lazy, incurious twit, but he CAN count.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 03/11/2025

...But he does hate not having what other people have. To be less-than, especially less-than some other random, not-special, not-HIM man is torture. But it's really all for the best that he's not getting married and producing kids, given that he is envious about a hypothetical infant. (2/2)

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 03/11/2025

Another invasive game question, this time about Ambroys' blessed sterility. His lack of fertility doesn't hurts his self-esteem directly; as an irresponsible young man he WOULD like to have sex without worrying about oopsie-babies, and frankly, he often doesn't much think about it... (1/2)

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 20/10/2025

It’s a little embarrassing for Theo to admit he’s so fond of something so gauche, but once he opens his mouth about the Phantom of the Opera it’s difficult for him to close it again.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 18/10/2025

A rare moment of accurate self-assessment and sound judgment from Ambroys is tarnished by his complete inability to make good life choices.

A two-panel mini-comic drawn in pink tones. The subject is a unicorn man. At the top is an ask from a tumblr user, saying "Ambroys: Would you rather destroy your worst enemy at the cost of all your power/good reputation? Or would you rather rise to your highest peak of power at the expense of letting your worst enemy go free?"
In response, a sarcastic-looking Ambroys says "I mean, the most likely reason I'd be THAT mad at somebody would be if they were giving me a bad name... so 'taking revenge' on someone like that by destroying my OWN reputation MORE seems, uh, how do I put this..." (a pause.) "Fucking stupid?"
The next panel is captioned: SEVERAL YEARS AND ONE REPUTATION-DESTROYING REVENGE QUEST LATER...
Ambroys, considerably more disheveled and distraught, whines: "b-but it's not my fault! How was I supposed to know it was a bad idea??"

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 17/10/2025

Little response to an ask mentioning how Leonard has been estranged from Theo's life, but is "very alive" and happily ignorant of Theo's bizarre hobbies. Ah... yeah. Very alive. I'm sure dear old dad is just fine, don't even worry about it.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 12/09/2025

a semi-immortal being aging ungracefully

A short comic of two anthro characters in vaguely historical dress. One is a unicorn. He's a pretty looking blond man, youthful in appearance except for a few locks of white and silver hair. He's accompanied by a gray-blue, older lioness.
The unicorn looks at his hair and whines: "Gods, I look so old."
The lioness replies: "You know you don't."
The unicorn: "Do you think anyone'd notice if I dyed this?"
The lioness: "My hair began graying when I was just a girl. Will it kill you to be a bit silver in your sixties?"
The unicorn: "It might."
The lioness takes the unicorn's hand.
The lioness says, gently: "Sunshine, listen to me. When our people see your silver hair, they don't see age. They see a mark of eminence."
The unicorn responds: "Do you really think so?"
The lioness: "If it makes you stop grousing about it, yes."

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 02/09/2025

A couple little detail shots. Guys being dudes and the scattered evidence of either a wild night or lazy messiness (or both).

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 02/09/2025

In a strange new place, you cling to what's familiar - the devil you know.

A drawing depicting a hotel room. A rainy city scene is seen outside the window, the neon lights washing the room in pink and blue light. The floor is littered with items ranging from a discarded shirt, a hotel bible left open on the floor, a wine bottle and an open pill bottle. More wine and pills are on the bedside table, as well as a partly eaten piece of cake and a bit of lipgloss. Two men are snuggled up on the room's single bed, one a tall, chubby, pale black-haired devil with a goatee, the other a blond, medium-skinned lissome angel who's had a few too many bottles of Christ's blood tonight. Despite the no smoking sign, the devil has a lit cigarette. Tsk tsk.
Yes, this is "the hotel room only had one bed" yaoi with my and my wife's stupid evil ocs what of it

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 29/08/2025

Some people were never meant to be stoners.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 23/08/2025

✨ Show off your sona ✨ I’ve had this sona for... a while. That b/w pic is a 2006 vintage, if it's not obvious from the goggles/top hat combo, checkerboard and (sigh) ORLY. I prefer drawing my characters to (a version of) myself, so she isn't drawn much, but she does get dressed up for ArtFight.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 20/08/2025

BOY 💝 TOY [ Comm by Yellowopossum on FA! ]

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 12/08/2025

Quiet, please: mad scientist at work. [ Comm by Igoo on FA! ]

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 11/08/2025

Ludicrously self-indulgent WIP I've been picking away at between work and family obligations.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 05/08/2025

SILENCE, BOYTOY Another revenge, this time for Kritto on Art Fight, which I got a little carried away with because the concept of Ambroys trying to pick up a no-nonsense warmaiden (war cleric) tickled me so.

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Kwillow @kwillow.bsky.social · 02/08/2025

Another Artfight revenge, this time of @fliss-floss.bsky.social's guy Bruce enjoying a bit of rugby (don't mind the nosebleed, he doesn't...)

A big, muscular guy playing rugby in a striped rugby polo. He has white hair, the fringe falling over his eyes, but because he's running, his hair his flying so one lavender eye can peek through the fringe. He has a nose bleed but is grinning through the injury. Maybe he doesn't even notice!

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