Im Not Sure How Many Of You Know Brendon, Aka Mr. Fancy Fox (mrfancyfox.tumblr.com), But, He Is One Of

I’m not sure how many of you know Brendon, aka Mr. Fancy Fox (mrfancyfox.tumblr.com), but, he is one of the most genuine, sweetest, and talented people I have ever met. He is a truly good man.

The first three drawings were his process for drawing me the amazing colour image in the final panel, my Fursona, “Neill, the Otter.”

Once again, these beautiful, adorable drawings are not my own, but those by the amazing Mr. Fancy Fox, for me, of my Fursona, and for free, no less. Please, check out his art, and, even better, get to know him.

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Brendon, my fancy fox friend, you are a good man, and a great friend. Never forget it. If you ever need anything, I will always be right here. The kindness, creativity, and friendship you offer deserves to be recognised, appreciated, and repaid. You are one-of-kind, completely irreplaceable, and should be cherished. Thank you for everything, but, especially, your kindness and your friendship!

Hi, new followers! You all rock, and I hope you enjoy my blog! I drew you an awkward waving hedgehog, as a thank you! I'm up to a whole 16 followers! Am I famous yet?

"And, don't you dare post this on any of that social media garbage..."

"I think it'd better if you just don't embarrass yourself like that again..."

The Window Shop

  Introduction:

           Much like every story, this story has both a beginning and an end. If you aren't familiar with beginnings, this is our particular one. Often times, a story doesn't start at the conception of matter, from within the womb of nothingness, nor does it always end with the world resolving into a dust-filled grave. The story starts and ends with the beginning and ending of paper and ink; a window into a world is opened, and then eventually shut. However, not many stories have numerous stories within its stories; periodical glimpses into different worlds from within a world itself. To continue the analogy, multiple windows along its walls, almost like paintings, decorate the vessel, each window shining back with vibrant colours and sunshine or foreboding greys, riddled with rain and lightning. One might say that this story is a shop of windows, each window having its own personality and its own story to tell, waiting for you to take it home with you, to its new home in your heart. Our lovely shop is the intertwining stories of a young man going to his first therapist, his charming and cunning therapist, and a driven and grounded receptionist. Every person has their own secrets; every person lies; every person has opportunity for growth and goodness. If you dare, enter the “The Window Shop.” Interpret what you want, take to heart what you want, feel what you want, but you are merely guests in a shop, browsing its galleries of windows.

My favourite rap group is the band "TV on the Radio," and you can't convince me differently.