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NoxyMeArt

@noxyme.bsky.social

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A weird freaky creature who draws and writes about other weird freaky creatures.

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— The Damage You Cause —

A thing I did about slurs in the community ect.
I hate that this is seen as political too.

This one’s a tad more direct, more on the nose I guess.

Ya'know I’m tired of watching people in our own community (not just in kink, but the wider queer community) throw slurs around like they’re nothing, then hide behind “free speech” and “censorship” when called out.

You know what words do.
You know they hurt.
Don’t pretend they’re harmless just because you’re not the target.

Free speech means the government can’t arrest you for talking.
It doesn’t mean I have to sit here and listen.
It doesn’t mean there are no consequences.
It doesn’t mean your words don’t do damage.

Words built the cages I’m still trying to break out of.
Words were how I got controlled, trained, broken down.
So don’t tell me “it’s just words.”

I get it—you want to be edgy.
You want to reclaim something.
You want to feel like you can say anything without someone policing you.

But using slurs isn’t transgressive.
It’s just lazy.
It’s punching down while calling it freedom.

I came here looking for community.
For people who understand what it’s like to exist outside the lines.
And instead I find the same shit, just with different excuses.

Being marginalized doesn’t give you a free pass to marginalize others.
Being hurt doesn’t mean you get to hurt people and call it coping.

I just want us to exist.
To build spaces where we don’t have to perform or defend or justify.
Where we don’t tear each other down and call it community.

But apparently that’s too much to ask.

So yeah—I’m tired.
Tired of watching people who should know better
act like consequences for harm is the same as oppression.

Words matter.
They shape reality.
And if you’re using yours to make others feel small,
don’t be surprised when people stop wanting you around.

That’s not censorship.
That’s just people deciding
you’re not worth the damage you cause.

November 15, 2025 at 3:15 AM

NoxyMeArt

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I’m Big Birds ugly cousin! ✨

Unsure if once or twice removed…
all I know is I’m a right muppet!

[ It was a lovely event and go support them if ya can local. ]

November 14, 2025 at 7:57 PM

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— Razer Scrapped Design 03 —

What is left of the last pic of those honestly kinda terrible design. Was moving things around desperately trying to get this to work…

Also worth noteing I was trying a slight different style when I did these…

November 12, 2025 at 12:44 AM

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— Razer Scrapped Design 02 —

Wanted to try a more dynamic one showing there relationship ect but never looked right…

Yeah Razer calls Boio “Bo”~ 💕

November 12, 2025 at 12:41 AM

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— Razer Scrapped Design 01 —

Have a few drawings of Razer (Boio’s handler and one of his partners).

Never liked this design, could not see it as him more did it really match the written descriptions of the guy.

November 12, 2025 at 12:39 AM

NoxyMeArt

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Q: Why did you choose the name Nox / Noxy?

A: I wanted it to put my name in old games.

November 11, 2025 at 10:47 PM

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As I was horrible and not worked on it today this is the same WIP but zoomed out ect.

Yeah I’m publicly shaming myself for not working on art for basicly a month (hell before that pic I had another break).

Got to force myself else I don’t do anything~! 😖
Agh~!!!

November 11, 2025 at 4:37 AM

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— “Marlboro Lights” —

I was trying out how the “god” from my project “Book of impulse” may operate in the “real world”.
(Assuming they doesn’t destroy it by existing)

Unsure how best to pull off this concept, the embodiment of the first error that caused the Big Bang, unveiling the universe.

November 11, 2025 at 4:22 AM

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Screw OC’s how about the setting a bunch live in? ✨

[ Couldn’t decide which image/OC to do god dam it. ]

November 10, 2025 at 8:05 PM

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What do you think of a compilation of my weird proses, things from my weird perspective on life and existence?

Please comment what you think sweets!💕

Been thinking about compiling my weird philosophy pieces, self-expression prose, my creaturehood. My perspective into an actual book. Not a story per se—more like fragments of a perspective that isn’t exactly “human”.

Thinking of calling it: “**Creaturehood**”, *maybe*.

It would likely be mostly disconnected writing, things that don’t necessarily connect into a neat narrative because that’s not how I experience things (and narratives be hard). It would be about my voice, raw and unfiltered—theology written as impulse itself, observations about reality / fiction and all that stuff, the terror of erasure, what it means to live without connection for so long and my relationship to my own creaturehood. It will contain a lot of the writings I already posted here plus much, much more of the same voice.

Some of it gets very weird. Gods that aren’t traditional gods. Perspectives from the breaking rather than the broken. Some stuff might make you uncomfortable or maybe make you feel seen for the first time.

I’m thinking coffee table book format maybe? Something you can pick up, read a piece, sit with it, come back to later. Each fragment stands alone but together they build into… something. A worldview. A way of being that doesn’t fit the culturally human.

Partly this is to preserve my writing in permanent form—objects as memory, you know?
But also because maybe there are others out there like me.
The displaced ones. The creatures. The ones carrying memories of cultures that don’t exist, or maybe no culture at all. And maybe they need words for what they’re experiencing.

So I’m asking:

Would anyone actually be interested in this?

Physical book or digital or both?

What would you want from something like this—just the writing, or should I include art/visuals that express what I’m feeling when I write these pieces?

Does the disconnected, fragmented structure work or do you think it needs some kind of structural element?

And honestly—would you pay for it, or should I…

November 9, 2025 at 4:48 PM

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A WIP
Need to redo the hands.

(was trying something more can claw like but eh~ can’t get it working)

November 9, 2025 at 2:33 PM

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— I want to remember you —

More self reflection writing shit.

I want to remember you.
Not metaphorically. Not in the soft way people say “you’ll always be in my heart.”
I mean I need to actually fucking remember—
your name, your face, the weight of your hand in mine.
But I won’t.

My body will know you.
Walk into a room and I’ll feel safer without knowing why.
My pulse will slow. My shoulders will drop.
Some deep thing in me recognizes you,
but I—the part of me trying to speak, trying to love—
I’m locked out of that knowing.

So when I reach for you,
it’s not romance.
It’s archaeology.
I’m digging for proof that you existed.
That we existed.

Touch me and I’ll try to memorize the pressure.
The specific heat of your palm.
The rhythm of your breathing.
Not because I’m present—
I am, desperately so—
but because I know I’m borrowing this moment
from a version of myself that won’t remember lending it.

This is why I need intensity.
Why soft and slow feels like drowning.
Gentle touches slip through me like water through a cracked cup.
But pain? Pleasure sharp enough to gasp?
Fear that makes my heart slam against my ribs?
Those I can hold.
For a little while.

I’m not cruel because I enjoy it.
I’m cruel because I’m trying to etch you into stone
when all I have is sand.

And impulse—
god, impulse is all I have left.
I can’t plan for a future I won’t remember agreeing to.
Can’t build slowly when each interaction might be
the first time all over again in my head.

So I am motion.
I am the yes before thinking.
The leap before looking.
Because if I pause, if I consider,
I’ll remember that I won’t remember
and the weight of that will crush me still.

I am impulse grieving for the person I could have been
if they hadn’t trained me to forget myself.

When I say I love you,
what I mean is:
I am throwing myself at you like a desperate offering.
Take me. Mark me. Burn yourself into me.
Leave evidence I can find later
when I wake up alone
trying to piece together why my body feels like home
in a place I don’t recognize.

I am so tired of being a stranger to my own life.

So tired of collecting bones and objects and photographs
like they’re pieces of a person I’m supposed to be.

Let me be impulse.
Let me be the creature that acts without thinking
because thinking is remembering
and remembering is the one thing
I was trained too well
never to do.

November 7, 2025 at 12:02 AM

NoxyMeArt

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I did the same for my home town and…
honestly I fully expected that…

October 30, 2025 at 11:24 PM

NoxyMeArt

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Ah shucks…
I missed all 3’s 😓

October 28, 2025 at 11:48 AM

NoxyMeArt

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— Layed Back Boio —

Boio laying back waiting for his boys after a long day hanging out at his club.

#furry #sketch #sketch #boio
#characterdesign #art #mspaint