TGCMD and TGCMD-adjacent Gallery

The collection of all my fanart for, or otherwise related to, The Great Catboy Maid Debacle fic. If you're new, I'd recommend viewing the chronological gallery here.




[12/18/2021]: hi


[10/11/2021]: ive reverse-chronological'd the chronological gallery. also, as u know, i am excited for the upcoming arc.


[9/30/2021]: in honor of the one year anniversary of the tgcmd rooftop comic, i hunted down everything ive drawn for this fic and put together the chronological gallery. its a staggering amount of art. i did not even realize. heres the backlog:

september 2021

aug 2021

july 2021

june 2021

may 2021

april 2021

just desserts - where do you think youre going
(2/2) the denial of gratification...! these two images led to the tgcmd-spinoff Just Desserts. which is great. to draw the self indulgent picture and have words appear... truly, a gift
just desserts - barmey talkin mad shit
(1/2) look, its about the reciprocalness. barmey leans into his role of being a rascal troublemaker, barney leans into his own role of being an authority figure. a fun little ha-ha game between the two. i was just being self indulgent when i was drawing these. i was trying to get my own goat. but then i ended up getting additional goats...

march 2021

february 2021

january 2021

december 2020

college barney polaroid
sorry not sorry, but he's cringe too. this later got referenced in the tgcmd-spinoff Just Desserts which is also a good read but i'll talk more about that later

november 2020

september 2020




INDEX

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