#katieakipresentsthewasteland

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Good Riddance! ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ instagram | bluesky | patreon

I drew this for the cover of the Nov-Dec Lucky Likes, (which will hit mailboxes early next year) and thought she looked so cute she deserved a full feature.

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Venus of the Fountain 💦🌸🍒 ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ instagram | bluesky | patreon

drawn after Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres’s “La Source”

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I get intrigued when women look sinister

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sometimes it’s hard to be a woman (loving woman) instagram | twitter | prints

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I finally got this print scanned & tidied up a bit! I have a few Real and Beautiful hand-pulled prints remaining (including a couple of discounted ones that are slightly off-center) (dm me!) but you can also buy digitally printed prints at my inprnt shop!

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they are sharing a strawberry milkshake

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Promises Fulfilled ✨

December 2022 digital

Girl Best Friends

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Stay Here

January 2020  etching on cotton rag

Hero and Frankie ❤️  (both she/her)

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LOVE THE SINNER instagram | twitter

I initially drew this from a (hetero) sailor jerry tattoo design to make a linocut of it, changed my mind and drew it big in acrylic, but then wanted to make a sticker, so redrew it in digital. Today, since I've been SO busy and haven't had the chance to make any art lately, I decided to post this design on my instagram. EXCEPT!!! Instagram does NOT like it. No matter how big I made the censors on it, it kept flagging it & saying it would ~limit my account's reach~. You and I both know that an artist needs social media to survive these days. It's already sooo hard to reach people, so I deleted it each time, even though I just simply DON'T agree.

Anyway. I've already gotten myself all worked up about this, so I don't need to do it again. You get the picture. What follows is the censored version they finally accepted. I had to put ole girl in a unisex t-shirt and bermuda shorts.

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I never have the time to do yeehawgust, but I DO make queer, japanese-american country & western/cowboy-flavored art all year long, every year since 2016. The above examples are just the cowboyest stuff I had at hand, but it's all I do! It's all dykes in big belt buckles around here! It's all cowboy girls all the time! And if you like that, you might also like the serial western I'm writing!

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My post-apocalyptic Lesbian Cowgirl Mailman choose-your-own adventure has just updated! Read it here, for free on my Patreon! This is only the third installment of PART TWO, so it's still a great time to hop on board!! I just made a summary of the first part, here, which tells you basically everything you need to know about Lou, her unrequited(?) love, and the ill-advised journey she is beginning as of this update.

In the previous update, we found out (kind of) what the object of Lou's affection wrote to her in that heavily, heavily perfumed letter. In this update, she has to deal with what she learned. Her traveling companion/special delivery, Holliday, is being... quite nice? At least, comparatively? They have a bit of "And There Was Only One Bed" going on, in that they're sharing a tent made for one. That's fun, right? Sleepover!!

Excerpt under the cut!

“I’m sorry to have been the bearer of such bad news, Lou, truly I am,” she said. She stroked the back of Lou’s hung head. Lou was surprised to find she found the gesture comforting, not condescending or overly familiar.

“It’s not all bad,” Lou said, her head still resting face-down on her knees. Her voice sounded pinched and nasal to her own ears and her throat felt almost too tight to speak. The knees of her jeans were thoroughly soaked through with tears. “She said she loves me.”

“Oh,” Holliday said, her brows knitting together. She held her other hand to her chest. “Oh, you poor thing.”

“She said. Right? That she loves me back?” Lou said. “She did say.”

“Oh, honey,” Holliday said. She cupped Lou’s chin and tilted her face up, searching her face for something, but Lou didn’t know what. Her hand was not as soft as Lou had expected it to be since everything else about her was so refined. “Bless your heart.”

Something about having to meet her eye made the tears start back up with renewed vigor. It hurt. It hurt bad. She wanted to say that it wasn’t fair, but that wasn’t how these things worked and frankly, Venus was right. That only made it hurt more. She couldn’t even gnash her teeth and wail against the injustice of it all. Venus was right, she was never around. She was always away. She was unpredictable and unreliable. She’d been so happy to be a rolling stone, gathering no moss for so long and now it was biting her in the ass. Turned out, girls liked when you were a little mossy.

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December 16th is the feast day of the Listening Lady 🕊️✨ recommended activities include: cooking for or giving heartfelt gifts to your friends and loved ones, indulging wildly and without guilt, visiting (and donating to!) your local shrine, deep-conditioning your hair, thinking before you speak, maybe penciling that one little weirdo who keeps hanging around into your datebook (you never know!), and, of course, having an extended, full-body weeping jag.

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drop her a line 👁️💧✂️

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wolf girl/horse girl relations it's lonesome out on the trail instagram | twitter

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*another head injury, and the affection of a fat girl with big jugs, and some raw oysters, and 68 straight hours of sleep, and

(please read Pony Express)

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girls* love a man** who can make them laugh***

* the divine feminine, mother of the Wasteland, god of life and sorrow, The Listening Lady ** agender but kinda masc in like a gay greaser kind of way god of death and justice Johnny Knives (they/them) *** do kind of an unvoiced breathy sound that doesn't violate her weird & self-imposed vow of silence

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I hear it's butch appreciation day. Have some of my butches!