#disability comic

[steadfastpetrel]

the sun mourns in vain for the white-throated rail: a comic about disability and the unwanted able-bodied grief for past selves.

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Page 1: The sun holds a white-throated rail, a bird with a red head, a gray body, and a white throat, in its hands. The sun speaks in a tone represented as sorrowful pity through a drippy speech bubble.

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

Rail: What?

Page 2:

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

The sun stands with a hand clutching its face.

Sun: How miserable it must be to be flightless! Don’t you yearn for the skies? Don’t you wake up grieving you’re still on land?

Page 3: The white-throated rail looks down in frustration in the hand of the sun.

Sun: (speaking off screen) I’d simply perish if I were you!

The rail speaks, looking down. Pink flowers bloom towards the bottom of the page, petals and pollen blowing in the wind.

Rail: Why do you put your words in my beak and your grief in my feathers? Am I not beautiful?

Page 4: The bone of a white-throated rail is positioned against a colorful galaxy dotted with flecks of stars.

Rail: Am I not adaptability in action? Am I not evolution in motion? Do you mourn the days you weren’t a star? Do you mourn when the sky was cold, how unbearably hot you must burn to keep embracing it every day?

Page 5: The sun looks at the viewer.

Sun: Why would I? That was then, this is now. I am content to be in this state.

Page 6: The rail looks up at the sun off-screen.

Rail: Well…So am I.

[i-got-da-rubes]

I am physically unable to finish this comic and if that ain’t ironic

[dovesndecay]

[img: photo of a sketchbook with a six panel simply sketched comic.

Panel 1: A simple pill bottle that reads, "NO EAT. NO COFFEE. ONE HOUR."

Panel 2: A stick figure stares down at a bottle. Text reads: "I hate you."

Panel 3: A sketchy tampon, and its box, labelled, "SUPER absorbant."

Panel 4: A stick figure sits on a toilet. Their crotch is circled, and arrows point towards it. Above them, text reads, "I hate you."

Panel 5: A stick figure with simplified swords sticking through various points of its body; head, shoulders, chest, hips, and knees.

Panel 6: A stick figure curled up on a couch. Across the back of it, text reads, "I hate this." /End]

the spoons have flown and the fucks are exhausted.

[hiisikoloart]

My comic is up in my ko-fi too and you can download it in high resolution any time for personal sharing - like if you want to hand your annoying Karen aunt a reminder why it is shitty to tell someone that "they are too young to be tired" or "you don't know what being tired is before you have kids" - when that someone has a sleep disorder like Idiopathic Hypersomnia.

Please drop a little brain-cell too if you can, it helps me massively to keep the comic going through tough times. <3

[canonkiller]

but you can't keep holding on like this.

[purrsongs]

on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself

(please reblog instead of liking)

[jesterraconteuse]

You don't understand there's a part of me that wants Alfred Pennyworth to never age but there's another part that's like

As Alfred grows older his body grows tired and everyone notices. And for Bruce that's his surrogate father. For everyone else that's Grandpa. Immediately there's a secret boot camp in the Batcave for everyone to start learning how to better care for themselves. Selina Kyle assisting of course.

There's already disability accommodations for Barbara so they just need to tweak and add some stuff. They've learned from her needs and start researching on how to care for the elderly for Alfred specifically.

On paper he's still a butler but really everyone (who lives or stays for a long time in Wayne manor) makes sure they learn how to do the hardwork for themselves. Most of his job is just to be there for them honestly. They insist on doing things for themselves.

But Alfred is Alfred. So he knows what's going on. And he's so deeply proud of them. He doesn't let him do anything he insists he can or wants do himself. He's still his own person after all, and they gradually learn his boundaries and patterns.

Bruce keeps paying him but not in a way you'd pay a butler usually. More in a way where you'd send money to your retired parents.

Do you see my vision?

[artistmarchalius]

Give Floyd a service bat/emotional support bat!

[entroart]

Transfemme Fashion - ft @kaylasartwork

Mini-comic based on a conversation with her about that type of clothing

[beanskelly]

It is Disability Pride month and I think it’s time to bring this comic from April back

[personishfive]

in which dialogue is exchanged

[sualne]

Mr 0 and Miss All Sunday investigate.

(timeline)

[rainydrawstuff]

You know what they say… that freckles are kisses from angels ✨ (x)

[externalmemorycomic]

In honour of webcomic day, here's one of my favourite longer comics I've made, called "the worst ice cream in town". As always, you can find many more comics on my patreon, which is linked in my pinned post.

[hiisikoloart]

New comic, same old me, bit of delirium, and lots of glee from having a dishwasher and the ability to make some good ass enchiladas.

[forystr]

NEW/NORMAL : a comic about becoming disabled in your twenties

My name is Fraizer, and I'm the artist behind forystr. I have Functional Neurological Disorder.