Hey all,

I'm jotting this down in bed. For those who don't chat with me on a daily basis, this will seem pretty pointless. If just one pertinent person views this, that's one less time I need to have "this talk."

Note the badger and their background represents the great effort by the people I cherish to help me live a great life. Sometimes, I wake up thinking I wasn't ever supposed to be where I am. Autistic, troubled, buried so deep in directed studies programs that my odds of attending college were nil.

Family, friends, all with their own problems, found the time and compassion to raise me out of that hole. I work at an awesome company, have my own apartment, enjoy an extremely valuable relationship with someone. I don't know how they did it or how I got so lucky... they literally manifested an opportunity for me to do good things--not just for myself, but for others as well. I have problems, and I can still make others happy, too.

Note is a half demon. In my imagination, demons are formed out of bad memories, forgotten tragedies, unfulfilled feelings. Demons use their latent powers to help mortals lead simpler, happier lives in a complicated world. My badger is only half, meaning they can't actively harness those powers--but they want to help. Both consciously and unconsciously, they want to put goodness into the world.

It took me a bit to realize it, but it's on the mark. Note is me, in a way. Always striving to break even with the forced that created them in the first place. Sometimes I am floored by horrible things that have happened to me. But remembering is good: it means I'm finally gathering the strength to face these things head on. The people who helped me need my help, now. I need to use my life properly.

On to the stuff:

- I don't like it when people sexualize Note anymore. If we talk in DMs, please don't include him in dirty talk.

- I will leave up current stories and art, but I will no longer be writing NSFW for Note except on special occasions.

- for the time being, I don't want to RP, or talk lewd crap, or anything along those lines. Writing comms are still on the table, but I want the conversation to remain strictly on what's needed to make the story.

This was prompted by something that happened tonight. If the other person involved reads this: it's absolutely not your fault and you have no reason to be ashamed. You just happened to very unluckily trip over my plethora of repressed emotions. Please don't reach out and apologize, it is not necessary. If anything, remember sometimes these funny shapes and cute creatures are a form of emotional self expression--even if their creators aren't aware of things yet.

Thanks all!