I always feel a little... I dunno...guilty? Whenever I follow an artist or a commissioner who has art in their gallery that features mostly males and I always skip over those pieces of art.

Not being attracted to males is something I can't be sorry for. It's just how my brain was wired. And yet, I feel like I should be sometimes. Like, seeing so many artists/commissioner not caring whether or not there's no boobs on a person or whether or not they have a penis or something makes me feel like I'm the odd one out. Makes me feel like I'm the one in the wrong. And I know it shouldn't, yet it does.

So whenever I happen upon a gallery with like 70% male-focused art, I feel bad when I'm there just for the 30%, the minority of their art. Because of this, I decided to un-follow some artists because I was only there for the minority of their art and not all of it. When they began uploading a lot of art featuring things that I didn't like, I felt like I just...shouldn't follow them anymore. I still love their art and occasionally visit, but I don't really feel like following them anymore because I know this cycle will just repeat itself with me only liking the art that they'll sometimes make.

Female mewtwo > Male mewtwo

Something that I've come to notice whenever I browse these sites is that, no matter what they look like, what they do, their penis size, what the artist says about them, no matter what, pretty much everyone's male OC's are bisexual.

There's nothing wrong with this of course, but it's just something that I've noticed.

It just feels like a heterosexual male OC just doesn't exist (I'm exaggerating obviously), and no matter how "straight" an artist says their male OC is, it is absolutely inevitable that the character will end up with a dick inside them at some point.

This may entirely be me just connecting dots when there are none or that I am just annoyed that I'm constantly seeing males on the receiving end whenever I look through my watched artists' recent pictures. Who can say? (I will admit that the latter reason is probably the correct one).

Wow. You spent such a great use of your time to read this.


But really, appreciate it.

Hope everyone else had a wonderful Valentine's Day.

I'm sitting over here sick for the past week and still sick...

Me: But...where are the boobs...?

I see that I have a notification,

"What? Why? Did someone like one of my tweets for some reason? Did someone leave a comment? Does someone want to interact with me?"

Looks at notification:

"Some random person you follow made a tweet."

Me: Oh...

Sometimes I'll look at a picture that has two or more characters. One character is gorgeous and I love how they look and they very much appeal to me, etc... But then there's the other character... While I like the first character, the other...I just...don't.

I hate whenever this happens because I'll hesitate on whether or not I should fav the picture. Because I do like one part of it, just not the other...

A good example of this is say, a NSFW picture featuring two nude characters showing their voluptuous butts. The first is female and the second is male. I find the female beautiful, while the male... Well... I wish wasn't there. I like one half of the picture, and I can't give it a half-fav. The other half sorta ruins the picture for me and I feel bad for skipping over it because I just don't like thicc males.

Sometimes I feel bad for following an artist only on one site and not any other site they're on. For example, for certain artists, I only follow them on InkBunny and not any of their other accounts, like FurAffinity for example. Why? One crucial difference: InkBunny has a tag blacklist feature.

An example of content I blacklist would be: femboys. Because of my blacklist settings on InkBunny, I'm able to filter these pictures out, but when I visit other sites they go on, I find that they post a lot stuff that I would normally have blacklisted. Utilizing the tag blacklisting feature on InkBunny, I feel more comfortable following them, since I can filter out any art that has something I don't enjoy in it. With FurAffinity, however, I don't have that luxury. I just don't feel as comfortable following them on sites like this one since I know that I'll find a lot of art in my notifications that I would normally able to filter out on another site.

Me: Looking at a picture of a beautiful-looking and beautifully drawn female character, "Hey, she's beautiful. I wonder what else this artist draws..."
Checks the artist's gallery: Vast majority of picture are male-focused...
Me: Oh...

I do this on the other sites I visit (i.e.: InkBunny and DeviantArt)

I'll just make random journals or posts on my page because why not. I just like writing down some random text and seeing if anyone actually responds. Especially for the other sites I visit, since I have no followers on them. (Still rather confused on why people follow me, but it's cool, I suppose).

January 20th.

Today just so happens to be my birthday. Also, fun side-note, it's also my mother's birthday too.
My mom and I share the same birthday. So, that's cool.

I'm 22 now and I feel the same as ever.

I shall wish myself a delightful deliveryday.

A male x herm couple.
The male is smaller compared to her in every way. He's shorter, skinnier, and has a smaller penis.
The herm is larger compared to him in every way. She's taller, muscular, and has a huge penis.

Despite her overwhelming height, powerful muscles, and massive penis, she greatly prefers to be bottom. There's just something about his penis that just makes her melt. It's small, yes, but despite that, whenever she gets horny, her thoughts always drift towards his penis.

He's not dominant and she is. Although, she doesn't order him around of anything, she just gets a little feisty and demanding when she gets horny. Like, for example, "You better get that cock ready or I'll hurt you!" She may talk and act aggressive, but her most-feared thought is hurting him, so he knows she'll never hurt him.

He loves making her happy, so whenever she gets in a sour mood, he'll try his best to cheer her up. He likes acting adorable to do so, and 99% of the time, it works. She knows he loves breasts, so she'll usually squeeze him in between hers and he loves it.

Whenever she has a hard time sleeping, she'll usually grab him and hold him like a teddy bear. He, of course, has no objections.

Picture: Has a beautifully curvy woman.
Me: Nice.

Picture: Has a beautifully curvy woman and alongside a muscular guy.
Me: Sure.

Picture: Has a beautifully curvy woman and curvy male.
Me: Nice, but... Not nice.

Picture: Has a curvy male.
Me: Nope.

1. I'm double-jointed in all of my fingers and can make a weird cracking sound with my index fingers and pinkies.
2. I can also make a weird cracking sound with my shoulders and left foot.
3. I never had chickenpox. My mom tried to make me get it so I wouldn't have to suffer through it while older. When I was younger, my three older siblings and our neighbour's three daughters had it all at the same time. My mom tried to make me get it too by making them interact with me and despite all odds, I never got it.
4. I have a strange small scar on the back of my right hand and I have no idea how I got it.
5. I whistle a lot. I'm not sure why.
6. I've gotten my wisdom teeth removed and a root canal on one of my top front teeth.
7. I hate mint and love spicy foods.
8. I am having a hard time thinking of things to add to this list.
9. I absolutely hate the smell of pot and smoke makes me cough hard (I have asthma).
10. I love eating meat. Chicken, beef, turkey, fish, etc... I love it all.
11. My mom and I share the same birth date. January 20th.
12. I have very long hair. I'm around 5'1'' and my hair goes down to my butt.
13. Because of my long hair, I have been mistaken for a girl at times (despite having a small mustache and beard and generally not feminine-looking at all except for my hair being long).
14. My dad left a week after I was born. I couldn't really care less because the rest of my family unanimously say that he was an asshole.
15. I have been wearing shorts almost exclusively for 10+ years now. I wear pants when the weather is especially cold, but maybe 99.7% of the time, it's shorts.
16. I have never had a girlfriend. I just never tried to get one and have pretty much always been quiet my entire life. I also figured that I just wouldn't be a good boyfriend.
17. I have a horrible obsession with poutines. Help.
18. I have never broken any bones. The closest I've gotten to breaking something is when I sprained my right ankle in grade 10.
19. My foot is currently itchy and I will now scratch it.
20. I have finished scratching my foot.

I wonder if anyone actually read this.

I just noticed something:

Men don't have breasts and women do.

Therefore, there should be more women in porn. Flawless logic. Yup. Mm-hm.

Hello.

I'd just like to say to the seven people watching me for some reason, thank you. I'm still not sure why anyone would watch me, but hey, it's nice and it makes me feel happy. Happy knowing that I can engage with some people, despite how little and far in between it may be.

And a special thanks to & for chatting with me and putting up with my stupid journals. I honestly feel somewhat bad for just dumping random shit into journals and then dumping that into others' laps. I don't deserve the kindness you two have shown to me and for that, thanks you two.

Happy New Years to all and to all, a good-afternoon.

Just another thing I love.

Big, strong female bully.
Smol, smart male nerd.

He notices that she tends to target him. She shoves him into lockers, steals his work, and takes his money. Strangely though, whenever he goes to his locker, he finds money inside. And even stranger, it's the same amount the bully stole from him. He notices that whenever she shoves him into a locker, she never locks it. And that when she steals his work, he finds it on his desk in his next class, neatly stacked.

One day, he's entering the locker room from phys ed. class. He sits on the bench and stays there for a while until he gets his breath back. The teacher approaches and they chat for a bit before the teacher leaves. He notices that he was there for a little too long as his classmates are already leaving, since it's the last class of the day. He quickly gets up and rushes to the shower, but it interrupted by the bully. No one is there to help him.

She makes him strip in front of her and he embarrassingly abides. He hides his penis with his hands and she orders him to stand up straight, he once again abides. She looks him over and proceeds to snatch his boxers. She stuffs them into her pocket and leaves. He's bummed but knows that he won't be able to get them back, so he continues what he was going to do and takes a shower. After the shower, he gets dressed, being extra conscious about the fact that he's not wearing his boxers. He leaves the locker room uncomfortably.

While leaving, he hears something coming from the girls' locker room. No one should be here. He hears something hit a locker and thinks that a fight or something may be happening, so he braves it and goes it to investigate. He peeks his head around a corner and sees someone: the bully. He face goes red as he immediately notices that she's naked. He goes to leave but then notices what she's doing.

She's naked and masturbating on a bench. She's holding something in her right hand, pressed against her nose, while her other furiously fingers her vagina. Unable to pull himself away, he looks down and notices his erection. He knows for a fact that he'll get caught if he tries anything, so he resists the urge. He continues to watch her and it looks like she's approaching orgasm. Her body spasms for a few moments and she relaxes. He watches fiercely, not wanting to miss anything.

She's now lying on the bench, looking very relaxed. He figures that he should probably leave now but then notices what she was holding in her hand as she places it onto her belly. It's his boxers. His eyes bulge out at seeing them. She sits up (luckily facing away), picks up the boxers and brings them to her nose, giving them a good sniff. She then holds them against her chest, smiling with her eyes closed.

He smiles too as he watches this unfold. He begins to take a step towards her until he hears someone coming. He quickly leaves the locker room as he doesn't want whoever is coming to see him in the girls' locker room. Luckily, he makes it out before the person coming sees him. It's the janitor. He gives the janitor a nervous smile. The janitor gives a friendly smile back. The janitor notes that the school's closing soon and he should probably get going. He nods and quickly leaves.

He waves to the janitor as he runs down the hall. The janitor waves back and turns towards the locker rooms. The janitor decides to go into the boys' first to clean. As they do, the bully, who watched them talk by peaking out of the door, takes her chance to leave to. She somewhat nervously wonders that since he was still here, if he was watching her. She dismisses the thought and leaves, still clutching the boxers against her chest.

And by "sometimes" I mean when I look at porn.

It's just sometimes feels like I'm the only person who's not attracted to males. Like, if you want to enjoy porn, you HAVE to be attracted to both genders, and both sets of genitals. Despite me very much liking herms/futas etc. I'm not a fan of penises. I like seeing them penetrate vaginas and such and I like seeing herms, but certainly not always, and even less so when they're on males. I greatly prefer the idea of a herm on the receiving end. And yet, I hate seeing males on the receiving end.

I love seeing large butts and thighs, but when they're on a male, I hate it. It seems that, when it's related to butts and thighs, that pretty much everyone loves 'em; unaffected by which ever gender they're on. I just can't look past the fact that these assets are placed on a male, and therefore, cannot enjoy the art.

And it's honestly a little annoying. It's annoying because a lot of the artists I follow/watch on the various websites I browse, don't seem to care. Like, in order to be a porn/NSFW artist, you have to not care what genders you're dealing with/have to be attracted to both. While neither of those things are bad in the slightest, it makes me feel like I have to join that mindset to simply begin enjoying their art to the fullest.

As with most artists I follow, I simply feel like I'm doing them a disservice when I skip over their art featuring thicc, girly or males on the receiving end. I simply can't enjoy these particular builds and scenarios involving males. I find them...not revolting, but not enjoyable. While some of the artists I follow don't do any of that stuff, a lot of them do, and I hate the idea of throwing their hard-work to the side for the sole reason of: "I'm not into it". It honestly feels like, to me, that I'm just taking their hard-work and throwing it into the trash, and I hate that feeling.

It's even come to the point where I just don't want to follow the artist anymore with how frequently they post these sorts of content. There are some artists whom I just stopped following because of how frequently they post these things. I used to love their art, I still do, but with the frequency of how much they posts things that I don't like, I cannot follow them anymore, and for some reason, it feels like I betrayed them in some manner and that they hate me. I sure as hell don't know how they would ever know about me un-following them, and I don't think being un-followed by one person with keep them up at night, but it just feels like that to me and I can't shake that feeling.

I know that everyone has their own preferences and mindset, and these things cannot just change on a whim. Like, I can't just suddenly be attracted to males. That's just not a thing that could happen. But it's honestly something I wish that I could just...turn-on. So I can enjoy everything and not disappoint anyone (even though I'm the only person feeling disappointed).

Greetings. My name is Lucas Denny. I live in Nova Scotia, Canada and I am First Nation, Mi'kmaq.

I am currently 21 years old and I'm pretty dang sure that I'm a guy. I mean, I gots meself a penis and those two dangly things below it.

I currently live with my mother, two of my three siblings, my sister's two kids and a dog. I'm the youngest of my siblings.

I also live in the smallest room of the house. I have my mattress on the floor because it's easier for my dog — who's getting up there in years — to climb on it and lie down. I have a computer, laptop, and several consoles in my room:
N64, Gamecube, Wii, Wii U, Switch, DS, 3DS, New 3DS XL, Gameboy Advance and PS4 (I only used my PS4 like, three times and I had it for at least a year now).

Some talents... talents... talents... let's see... ... ...I'm... good at impressions? Whenever I play Fire Emblem Awakening and Fates, I try my best to do impressions of the characters who are currently speaking. I can do a pretty good Virion and Ryoma.
I guess I'm also good at whistling. I whistle a lot. Whenever I'm just browsing around on various websites, I play some Smooth McGroove and whistle along with his singing.
I suppose another talent would be that I'd say that I'm pretty good at writing. I'm very imaginative. For example, I love Fire Emblem (not as much as I used to, but I still love it) and I created a little story with characters I've made up a while ago. When I first created it, I didn't really have a story in mind, I just had fun making palette swaps of the GBA Fire Emblem game sprites when I was younger. I just eventually decided to give those sprites some personality and eventually I made a story to go along with it. It's not finished and I constantly forget about it and go back to it and make many revisions. I only have the story part, nothing else. I'm not an artist or a programmer or anything like that, so even if I do ever finish it, it's extremely likely that it'll just remain a little story on my laptop.

Previously, I mentioned that I'm Mi'kmaq. Sadly, I know little of the history (mainly because I'm quite forgetful) and know little of the language. I can speak it quite easily, but other than that, pretty bad at everything else.
I can say things like: "Kwe, taliaq." Which translates to: "Hey, what's up." But that's really about it.

Where am I at in life... I'd say neither good nor bad. Pretty neutral, honestly. It's relatively average. Nothing to be ashamed of nor anything to proud of.
I would like to do something, it's just that I lack the drive and enthusiasm to do really anything. I wouldn't say I'm depressed, I just lack motivation.

Money-wise, it's really nice being Mi'kmaq. Being First Nation in Canada is really a blessing. We don't have to pay for the typical expensive stuff that others would have to like school, dentist, glasses, occasional household items like beds, washing machines, fridges, etc...
For the household items, we still do have to pay ourselves if we wish to get a new one, but after like, 5, 10 years(?) we can get a new one that we don't have to pay for.
Why is it like that? Well, I don't know the specifics, but something about how the government treated the First Nations people like shit in the past (if you're curious, look up Residential Schools in Canada, for an example) and I believe this is their way of making amends or something. That could be totally wrong, I don't know.
Also, we gets cheques every two weeks.

Where do I want to head in life? That's a good question. And my answer is likely the same as most, I don't know. I have no real path that I'm heading towards. I guess all that I really strive for at the moment would be to make friends who I can chat with casually whenever I can. I may have other luxuries in life, but having any friends I can talk to on a daily basic is not one of them. Don't get me wrong, I have friends and it's certainly not their fault, I just can't find the strength to talk to them for some reason.

I guess that's it. A few extra random facts about me:
I'm double-jointed in all of my fingers.
I can make a weird cracking noise with my index fingers and left foot.
My initials are LCD and I once did a project in school about LCD lights.
I am honestly having a hard time thinking of random facts about myself.
I talk to myself a lot.
I'm very quiet.

And that's about it, I guess. Thanks for reading.

"Mooncalf" means "A foolish person" or "an idiot".
The plural being "mooncalves".


......I don't know why I made this. I'm bored.

Would you call FurAffinity a:

Porn site
or
A site with porn on it

I mean, it falls into both categories since they're kinda the same thing, but I don't know. I guess what I'm asking is:
Is FurAffinity a site dedicated to porn, or is porn just something that sorta happened?

I was going to write a NSFW story, but decided against it. Maybe some other time. Here's basically the gist of it:

When a female wants him to fuck her rough/hard and he decides to fuck her gently. She hates that he's doing so, but for some reason, she doesn't want him to stop. He casually continues and soon realizes that she's really enjoying it. He asks if she wants him to go harder, and she mumbles "No..."

Boobs > Butts

A man is alone inside his house. There's something creeping around. He's terrified and hears creaking.
He hears footsteps approaching. They're getting closer. He looks outside his room. It's pitch black.
The footsteps get closer. And closer. And closer. He's finally able to make something out...
A horrible roar rattles him. Whatever's at his door is angry. He sees drops of blood starting to pool near the door.
Something lunges forward. Terrified, he quickly shields his eyes... A thud. And nothing happens.
He lowers his arms. Huh? Two large breasts are stuck in the door. From what appears to be a female monster.
She struggles to get her breasts free. Aww. He approaches. "Get away from me, human!" She shrieks.
"Here, let me help." He offers. She reels back, ready for whatever he's got planned. He casually grabs her breasts.
She gasps. He attempts to help get her free. He grabs her breasts in several different ways and positions.
She begins to moan. "Hold on..." He struggles, "Almost...got it..." But he loses his grip and falls into her breasts.
He looks up nervously. She looks down. She practically slams her arms around him. "M-more..." She pants, "Please..."
He gives her a very puzzled look. He shrugs. Grabs her breasts. She lets out a large moan. Her grip on him tightens.
"M-master!" She cries out. And orgasms. Milk leaking from her breasts. He releases her breasts. He looks up.
"How'd you enjoy our little roleplay?" He smirks. "I-I'm...wobbly..." She stammers. He helps her to the bed.
She licks her fingers. "Was the ketchup really necessary?" He asks. "I wanted to...make it...convincing..." She pants.
"Well, did you enjoy it? He queries. "The ending..." She smiles, "I did... Not really the 'scaring you' part..."
He smiles. "How about next time... We just skip to the second part?" She smiles. "Definitely."

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I honestly don't know why I wrote it like this. It just felt...necessary, I suppose. Anyways, if anyone actually decided to read this, thank you. Hope you enjoyed it.