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Posted 5 months agoHi all!
I really want to thank you all! When I opened my FA account today, I saw the "500F" in the header. Meaning you guys really love the art done by all the awesome artists in my profile :3
A big big thank you to you all! đź–¤
Only some weeks ago I posted the thank you for the 100 watchers and now this...
I can only say I am stunned and unbelievably greatful to have finally found a place where I can be myself and show this side of me. And people seem to like it!
I know I am really bad in writing back for favs and watches (people who have me on Discord know that I am also bad in writing back there xD), but let me tell you this: I enjoy every fav and every +watch from you! So a big shoutout and thanks for all the favs and watches you guys gave me! đź–¤
I hope you keep enjoying the art that I am posting here. :)
Thank you for everything! đź–¤
A deeply honored,
Dem
I really want to thank you all! When I opened my FA account today, I saw the "500F" in the header. Meaning you guys really love the art done by all the awesome artists in my profile :3
A big big thank you to you all! đź–¤
Only some weeks ago I posted the thank you for the 100 watchers and now this...
I can only say I am stunned and unbelievably greatful to have finally found a place where I can be myself and show this side of me. And people seem to like it!
I know I am really bad in writing back for favs and watches (people who have me on Discord know that I am also bad in writing back there xD), but let me tell you this: I enjoy every fav and every +watch from you! So a big shoutout and thanks for all the favs and watches you guys gave me! đź–¤
I hope you keep enjoying the art that I am posting here. :)
Thank you for everything! đź–¤
A deeply honored,
Dem
Art raffle by Albtraumwach!
Posted 8 months agoHey everyone!
One of my favorite artists
Albtraumwach is doing an art-raffle. Please consider entering as well!
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60171973/
One of my favorite artists
Albtraumwach is doing an art-raffle. Please consider entering as well!https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60171973/
Considering entering this raffle as well!
Posted 8 months ago
ShinoreDemonia rising - or who I am and how I got to FA
Posted 9 months agoI got a bit inspired by 
Sabre_Dragon, who wrote their story on how they got into the fandom. Specifically I got interested by the part where Sabre figured out that they are not the only one on this entire planet with some… well, special thoughts and interests.
Therefore, since already some time I wanted to do the same – write down my own story, how I came to the fandom. So, this is a big deep-dive into my past and even more so into my thoughts – from back then until now. Some things that I write down here might be a bit disturbing for some – I do not write these things in at all to make someone feel unpleasant! Instead, I am writing these things so that others, who can even only slightly relate to this, do not feel so alone anymore – I sure have felt that for a long time.
This means that this story covers a lot from me: How my sona “Demonia” arised, how my interest in BDMS emerged, why my fursona is a Demon-Dragon and last but not least: How I finally came into the fandom.
I am already apologizing here: these topics are somewhat intermingled and I therefore sum it up in 3 different storylines which then merge into the present at the end. Also, I do apologize in advance for the really long text.
So, without further ado, let’s dive into it…
And land right back into my childhood! With that I mean being age of about 5-10ish. Already back then, I just really liked dragons. Well, almost all reptiles – but dragons in particular! I cannot explain why, but I know that these creatures fascinated me since I can think back. I mean, they were cool like dinosaurs, but with wings and fiery breath! I mean, how cool is that! I know I liked also watching “Tabaluga” (a german cartoon series about a dragon), reading books like “Eragon” and collecting almost everything that had a dragon on it. Lately I watched some old tapes, where I was around 8 years old, having a dragon costume on. So, looking at it backwards there is quite the evidence for me coming into the Furry-Fandom at some point ^^
I also am born in the 90s and got quite the interest in Pokémon back then – which lasts until today! :D Funnily, my first edition was neither Blue, Red or Yellow but my Pokémon adventures started with the Gold edition. But I definitely lost my heart to the 3rd generation, when I played Ruby back in the early 2000. I can say, I had quite the nice time during childhood and I remember being quite happy back then. Even though some mockery from some other children towards me.
I was always a bit of a dreamer and rather shy and calm, and apparently some kids just seem to need someone to pick on. But I had some close friends at well during Primary school and I was able to cope with that quite well.
That changed, when I went to Gymnasium (college) by the age of 12. You see, I come from a small village and the Gymnasium I went to was 2 villages away – with only 300 pupils in total. From my Primary school class, I was one of the only ones making it to Gymasium. Meaning: my two closest friends did not come with me back then. So I started my adventure more or less alone there.
Starting in there, first everything seemed fine. Classes were interesting and teachers were nice. And then… I cannot really say, what exactly changed. But somehow I was more and more cast out by the other pupils. I felt that they had other interests, especially the other girls who were a lot into nail polish and make-up – which did not interest me at all. And being still the dragon-and-dinosaur loving weirdo I am, I somehow got cast out. I guess teenagerhood stroke us all. Retrospectively, I guess I retracted myself from not fitting in while the others casted me away – a vicious circle. So it came, that I did not really had any friends within my class after half a year. But I had two close friends outside of my own class. And at some point I was transferred to the other class. Please do now ask me why, but I did not told the two in advance. So, when I came to the new class, they also did no longer spend their time with me. Meaning: I was all alone. And this status held on for quite a while…
And this is, where I need to introduce another side string. I know that back in the days when I was a child, I was always afraid of having “evil” thoughts. As I child I thought, when I think of something bad it could harm others. Like by me just having the thoughts, others would get hurt I believed.
I know that I was also quite religious as a child – I took the verse from the Bible "Put up no resistance to the wicked, but if somebody slaps your right cheek, offer him the other one" a bit too literally. I hardly put up any resistance to people mocking me and tried to be nice to everyone. Only by much later in Gymnasium I got explained by my religion teacher, that this verse does not mean to not defend oneself – which was quite the revelation for me! So, by today I do have some issues with religion and Christianity – not with itself per se, but with the sermons and that they are not properly explained to children and even adults sometimes. But this is another story.
Why am I telling about this? Since I hardly gave back any mocking, I did not know where to let out my anger. So, I simply swallowed it. The problem with pushed away feelings: they are not gone, but rather hide in the unconscious – and being much worse to control there.
At I believe 9 or so I started allowing myself having “evil” thoughts. At first it was quite simple: I thought of some other kids that were mocking me and imagined that a ghost (which looked a bit like the Flying Dutchman from SpongeBob) would come and stab his sword into their chest, as a reminder that they did something wrong. Later on, I also thought of sending Darkrai to them, so that they will be haunted by nightmares.
When I grew older, I also came more in touch with Yu-Gi-Oh – which by anybody who knows the first season (and especially season 0) that it can be quite cruel sometimes. Anyhow, this kind of fuelled my imagination in this matter. My thoughts came a bit away from other kids and were more directed towards “evil” people, like pimps etc. I also remember that a friend of mine and I were discussing what kind of punishments we could do to them, pushing each other’s creativity into a really dark zone here.
When I came into Gymnasium and since I was very lonely, the time I spend on these thoughts increased a lot. I remember sitting hours in my beanbag and thinking about possible punishments for murderers, pimps etc. And more and more often came the thought what *I* would do to them. Fuelled also by my loneliness and feelings of being outcast, I started to create a second version of myself. One that lives in Hell and who has the duty to punish those wrecked souls. Back than I only called it “my other half”. You today know her by “Demonia”.
With this other half, I was able to stay the good person I was during the day – while in my imaginations at night, I did terrible things to these sinners. I created a valve for all my anger, my loneliness, my sorrow. With all of which my other side grew stronger. (A suitable song that describes this aspect is “Hunger” from the band ASP – meaning that I fed this side of mine with my darker emotions).
At some point, Demonia started to be more to me than just a valve. In my mind I also created other places than just the dungeon within Hell, where Demonia used to torture sinners. I imagined a throne room, a whole castle, an entire Island where my other half lived on. Moreover, I also thought of abilities that my other half has: the possibility to use mirrors as portals into the living world, in order to kidnap these sinners before they were able to do harm. Other abilities such as retractable tentacles, control over shadows, shapeshifting etc. (you can find more in my Reference sheet) were also added more and more during this time. And later on I also imagined other places such as a lake of sadness, which collected all the tears I ever spilled. And also a dragon’s stable at my castle – I mean of course I still loved dragons ^^. And the possibility to be one myself in my mind was just amazing!
So I saw her more and more like another part of mine but also as a friend, who would always be there for me. (If you want to get some insight on how it felt – I advise you to listen to Kindreds story. Was pretty similar for me – without the axe though, that was more of a slow growing process with Demonia).
And here I again need to set up another string – the one that will explain the whole BDSM-thing. Or at least parts of it. You see, when I was in young teenagerhood I literally did not had any interest in sex at all. I would even declare myself an asexual sex-repulsed person back then. Meaning, whenever there was a sexual scene in a movie or so, I looked away since I found it very disgusting. Funny, how that changed over the years, but back then I could not imagine that there exists any kind of desire to touch each other’s naked bodies with such eagerness, while you also put your tongues into each other’s mouth and… nevermind.
However: During my adolescence, I got a lot into fantasy books (dragons, of course!). But I also read some books about demons and/or where Hell was featured in. One book I read is “The Wish List” from Eoin Colfer – in which also demons and Hell are featured. And the devil himself – when I was reading the lines of the devil, the words he uses and the way he speaks… well, it did something to me.
One thing that I can also clearly remember is a TV advertisement that I have seen when I was around the age of 13-15 years. I believe it was for Diablo or so: in there a female voice actor explained, how she would torture the hero and said something like “You shall simmer in the fires of hell forever” … and well, this somehow sticked. I realized that *I* wanted to be this powerful woman. Probably, because during that time I felt rather powerless in the real life. And with the torturing fantasies from my other half, I finally felt like there is at least some use in the real world for that. Needless to say that I found the demons also totally cool – up until today.
Now I have to put a disclaimer here: I am totally into consent in BDSM! And would not do any things my partner is not okay with. Even though in some fantasies I might overdo it, in real life I do not cross boundaries.
From there on, I loved seeing dominas in movies and other medias. I did not actively search for them, but I always found this confident attitude appealing. And I also started appreciating the typical leather and latex outfits.
And another advantage: usually there is no sexual intercourse with a domina! So, for me back then there was a big relief – no need to be all naked and interacting in this corporal way. I mean, as the dominant you can even leave the clothes on – yay! :D
So here we are in my mid adolescence:
An outcast, dragon-loving teenager with another half in her mind and a seed for her interest in BDSM.
How did it go on?
Well, fortunately I got two new classmates in the 3rd and 4th year, one of which is my best friend until today. I also got therapy and improved in standing in more for myself, as well as connecting with other people. And I guess teenagerhood finally came to an end in many of us. In the last (6th) year of Gymnasium I had a language stay, where I met a fellow person. I really klicked with that person – since I told her my whole story. When I ended, she just looked me in the eyes and told me “Wow, this is as if you just had told my own story”. She showed me some PowerMetal bands and stayed in touch even afterwards via Skype. Even though I no longer have contact with her, I am forever grateful for what she did for me back then. I felt no longer like the only one alone in this world – and this helped me move forward. Knowing now, that I am not such a terrible person to be with. That there are people who actually like my company.
Around that time, I also met my first boyfriend, with whom I was able to also enjoy the more physical sides of sexual intercourse. But this is another story.
By that, the need for my other half to channel my anger somewhere was less often required. Instead, I started to have more and more often intimate thoughts with my other side in my dark realm, imagining having visitors and lust laves in my castle. So, I changed more from punishing people towards lust and BDSM (the former was still all the time a possibility, though).
During University, where I had a lot of friends and really flourished, the thoughts about my other side declined. But I knew that she was always by my side, there when I would need her.
Ultimately, I should also finally find out, why I wanted to punish people – or at least give me an explanation, some kind of mercy why I thought the things I thought. Because at some point during University I felt guilty of what I had thought of… knowing that people usually do not do bad things out of pure lust.
It was relatively late in my studies at university, aka in my late twenties, when I should get a certain lecture. At that time, I attended a class in neuropsychology. Our professor explained in one session what psychopaths are. In fact, these are simply people who do not feel empathy themselves. In other words, they cannot easily put themselves in others' shoes and, above all, they cannot feel what other people feel. So, if a psychopath scares someone for example, they cannot empathize with the victim and do not feel their pain or fear.
Our professor also explained a possible solution for such people: in some parts of the world, they are sent to boot camps and are completely broken down both physically and mentally. The important thing is that they learn the association: "see, this pain, this fear – what you are feeling right now, you are causing in others." It was like scales fell from my eyes. THAT was what I actually wanted in all my revenge fantasies. Not to torture people for the sake of sadism, no: I wanted them to realize the suffering they had caused in others! That's why I inflicted pain on them! I wanted them to improve!
The only thing that actually made me evil was that I enjoyed torturing them. For this task, a bit of sadism seems to be necessary. This and some sort of weird creativity is still within me. Though, today I have better ways to release this.
I haven’t talked yet how I now actually came into the fandom. So here is a short version:
At the start of my PhD, after the break-up with my first boyfriend, I finally found the courage to go a BDSM Munch. As you know now, I had BDSM fantasies for a long time now, but I never really pursued them into the real life. And it did not stop at one – many munches followed. I met also some amazing friends there.
With one of these friends, I had a special connection – but again, this is for another story. Important is that we lost sight of each other for a while, but then we found each other again. And now we are in the year 2022, where the two of us were at an annual fair. He showed me an image of a pin from the BadDragon site – which was completely unknown to me by then. And yes, this is how it started. I lurked around some time at the BadDragon site, before I read more and more about furries. And ultimately found Furaffinity, a side where I am finally able to express my inner side and give her the visibility she deserves.
Thank you for everyone who read this incredible wall-of-text until the end! If there is just one single person on this planet who can only slightly relate, my post achieved its purpose.
I am happy that I finally found a place where I can write these words. Thanks for being such a wonderful community!
Sabre_Dragon, who wrote their story on how they got into the fandom. Specifically I got interested by the part where Sabre figured out that they are not the only one on this entire planet with some… well, special thoughts and interests.Therefore, since already some time I wanted to do the same – write down my own story, how I came to the fandom. So, this is a big deep-dive into my past and even more so into my thoughts – from back then until now. Some things that I write down here might be a bit disturbing for some – I do not write these things in at all to make someone feel unpleasant! Instead, I am writing these things so that others, who can even only slightly relate to this, do not feel so alone anymore – I sure have felt that for a long time.
This means that this story covers a lot from me: How my sona “Demonia” arised, how my interest in BDMS emerged, why my fursona is a Demon-Dragon and last but not least: How I finally came into the fandom.
I am already apologizing here: these topics are somewhat intermingled and I therefore sum it up in 3 different storylines which then merge into the present at the end. Also, I do apologize in advance for the really long text.
So, without further ado, let’s dive into it…
And land right back into my childhood! With that I mean being age of about 5-10ish. Already back then, I just really liked dragons. Well, almost all reptiles – but dragons in particular! I cannot explain why, but I know that these creatures fascinated me since I can think back. I mean, they were cool like dinosaurs, but with wings and fiery breath! I mean, how cool is that! I know I liked also watching “Tabaluga” (a german cartoon series about a dragon), reading books like “Eragon” and collecting almost everything that had a dragon on it. Lately I watched some old tapes, where I was around 8 years old, having a dragon costume on. So, looking at it backwards there is quite the evidence for me coming into the Furry-Fandom at some point ^^
I also am born in the 90s and got quite the interest in Pokémon back then – which lasts until today! :D Funnily, my first edition was neither Blue, Red or Yellow but my Pokémon adventures started with the Gold edition. But I definitely lost my heart to the 3rd generation, when I played Ruby back in the early 2000. I can say, I had quite the nice time during childhood and I remember being quite happy back then. Even though some mockery from some other children towards me.
I was always a bit of a dreamer and rather shy and calm, and apparently some kids just seem to need someone to pick on. But I had some close friends at well during Primary school and I was able to cope with that quite well.
That changed, when I went to Gymnasium (college) by the age of 12. You see, I come from a small village and the Gymnasium I went to was 2 villages away – with only 300 pupils in total. From my Primary school class, I was one of the only ones making it to Gymasium. Meaning: my two closest friends did not come with me back then. So I started my adventure more or less alone there.
Starting in there, first everything seemed fine. Classes were interesting and teachers were nice. And then… I cannot really say, what exactly changed. But somehow I was more and more cast out by the other pupils. I felt that they had other interests, especially the other girls who were a lot into nail polish and make-up – which did not interest me at all. And being still the dragon-and-dinosaur loving weirdo I am, I somehow got cast out. I guess teenagerhood stroke us all. Retrospectively, I guess I retracted myself from not fitting in while the others casted me away – a vicious circle. So it came, that I did not really had any friends within my class after half a year. But I had two close friends outside of my own class. And at some point I was transferred to the other class. Please do now ask me why, but I did not told the two in advance. So, when I came to the new class, they also did no longer spend their time with me. Meaning: I was all alone. And this status held on for quite a while…
And this is, where I need to introduce another side string. I know that back in the days when I was a child, I was always afraid of having “evil” thoughts. As I child I thought, when I think of something bad it could harm others. Like by me just having the thoughts, others would get hurt I believed.
I know that I was also quite religious as a child – I took the verse from the Bible "Put up no resistance to the wicked, but if somebody slaps your right cheek, offer him the other one" a bit too literally. I hardly put up any resistance to people mocking me and tried to be nice to everyone. Only by much later in Gymnasium I got explained by my religion teacher, that this verse does not mean to not defend oneself – which was quite the revelation for me! So, by today I do have some issues with religion and Christianity – not with itself per se, but with the sermons and that they are not properly explained to children and even adults sometimes. But this is another story.
Why am I telling about this? Since I hardly gave back any mocking, I did not know where to let out my anger. So, I simply swallowed it. The problem with pushed away feelings: they are not gone, but rather hide in the unconscious – and being much worse to control there.
At I believe 9 or so I started allowing myself having “evil” thoughts. At first it was quite simple: I thought of some other kids that were mocking me and imagined that a ghost (which looked a bit like the Flying Dutchman from SpongeBob) would come and stab his sword into their chest, as a reminder that they did something wrong. Later on, I also thought of sending Darkrai to them, so that they will be haunted by nightmares.
When I grew older, I also came more in touch with Yu-Gi-Oh – which by anybody who knows the first season (and especially season 0) that it can be quite cruel sometimes. Anyhow, this kind of fuelled my imagination in this matter. My thoughts came a bit away from other kids and were more directed towards “evil” people, like pimps etc. I also remember that a friend of mine and I were discussing what kind of punishments we could do to them, pushing each other’s creativity into a really dark zone here.
When I came into Gymnasium and since I was very lonely, the time I spend on these thoughts increased a lot. I remember sitting hours in my beanbag and thinking about possible punishments for murderers, pimps etc. And more and more often came the thought what *I* would do to them. Fuelled also by my loneliness and feelings of being outcast, I started to create a second version of myself. One that lives in Hell and who has the duty to punish those wrecked souls. Back than I only called it “my other half”. You today know her by “Demonia”.
With this other half, I was able to stay the good person I was during the day – while in my imaginations at night, I did terrible things to these sinners. I created a valve for all my anger, my loneliness, my sorrow. With all of which my other side grew stronger. (A suitable song that describes this aspect is “Hunger” from the band ASP – meaning that I fed this side of mine with my darker emotions).
At some point, Demonia started to be more to me than just a valve. In my mind I also created other places than just the dungeon within Hell, where Demonia used to torture sinners. I imagined a throne room, a whole castle, an entire Island where my other half lived on. Moreover, I also thought of abilities that my other half has: the possibility to use mirrors as portals into the living world, in order to kidnap these sinners before they were able to do harm. Other abilities such as retractable tentacles, control over shadows, shapeshifting etc. (you can find more in my Reference sheet) were also added more and more during this time. And later on I also imagined other places such as a lake of sadness, which collected all the tears I ever spilled. And also a dragon’s stable at my castle – I mean of course I still loved dragons ^^. And the possibility to be one myself in my mind was just amazing!
So I saw her more and more like another part of mine but also as a friend, who would always be there for me. (If you want to get some insight on how it felt – I advise you to listen to Kindreds story. Was pretty similar for me – without the axe though, that was more of a slow growing process with Demonia).
And here I again need to set up another string – the one that will explain the whole BDSM-thing. Or at least parts of it. You see, when I was in young teenagerhood I literally did not had any interest in sex at all. I would even declare myself an asexual sex-repulsed person back then. Meaning, whenever there was a sexual scene in a movie or so, I looked away since I found it very disgusting. Funny, how that changed over the years, but back then I could not imagine that there exists any kind of desire to touch each other’s naked bodies with such eagerness, while you also put your tongues into each other’s mouth and… nevermind.
However: During my adolescence, I got a lot into fantasy books (dragons, of course!). But I also read some books about demons and/or where Hell was featured in. One book I read is “The Wish List” from Eoin Colfer – in which also demons and Hell are featured. And the devil himself – when I was reading the lines of the devil, the words he uses and the way he speaks… well, it did something to me.
One thing that I can also clearly remember is a TV advertisement that I have seen when I was around the age of 13-15 years. I believe it was for Diablo or so: in there a female voice actor explained, how she would torture the hero and said something like “You shall simmer in the fires of hell forever” … and well, this somehow sticked. I realized that *I* wanted to be this powerful woman. Probably, because during that time I felt rather powerless in the real life. And with the torturing fantasies from my other half, I finally felt like there is at least some use in the real world for that. Needless to say that I found the demons also totally cool – up until today.
Now I have to put a disclaimer here: I am totally into consent in BDSM! And would not do any things my partner is not okay with. Even though in some fantasies I might overdo it, in real life I do not cross boundaries.
From there on, I loved seeing dominas in movies and other medias. I did not actively search for them, but I always found this confident attitude appealing. And I also started appreciating the typical leather and latex outfits.
And another advantage: usually there is no sexual intercourse with a domina! So, for me back then there was a big relief – no need to be all naked and interacting in this corporal way. I mean, as the dominant you can even leave the clothes on – yay! :D
So here we are in my mid adolescence:
An outcast, dragon-loving teenager with another half in her mind and a seed for her interest in BDSM.
How did it go on?
Well, fortunately I got two new classmates in the 3rd and 4th year, one of which is my best friend until today. I also got therapy and improved in standing in more for myself, as well as connecting with other people. And I guess teenagerhood finally came to an end in many of us. In the last (6th) year of Gymnasium I had a language stay, where I met a fellow person. I really klicked with that person – since I told her my whole story. When I ended, she just looked me in the eyes and told me “Wow, this is as if you just had told my own story”. She showed me some PowerMetal bands and stayed in touch even afterwards via Skype. Even though I no longer have contact with her, I am forever grateful for what she did for me back then. I felt no longer like the only one alone in this world – and this helped me move forward. Knowing now, that I am not such a terrible person to be with. That there are people who actually like my company.
Around that time, I also met my first boyfriend, with whom I was able to also enjoy the more physical sides of sexual intercourse. But this is another story.
By that, the need for my other half to channel my anger somewhere was less often required. Instead, I started to have more and more often intimate thoughts with my other side in my dark realm, imagining having visitors and lust laves in my castle. So, I changed more from punishing people towards lust and BDSM (the former was still all the time a possibility, though).
During University, where I had a lot of friends and really flourished, the thoughts about my other side declined. But I knew that she was always by my side, there when I would need her.
Ultimately, I should also finally find out, why I wanted to punish people – or at least give me an explanation, some kind of mercy why I thought the things I thought. Because at some point during University I felt guilty of what I had thought of… knowing that people usually do not do bad things out of pure lust.
It was relatively late in my studies at university, aka in my late twenties, when I should get a certain lecture. At that time, I attended a class in neuropsychology. Our professor explained in one session what psychopaths are. In fact, these are simply people who do not feel empathy themselves. In other words, they cannot easily put themselves in others' shoes and, above all, they cannot feel what other people feel. So, if a psychopath scares someone for example, they cannot empathize with the victim and do not feel their pain or fear.
Our professor also explained a possible solution for such people: in some parts of the world, they are sent to boot camps and are completely broken down both physically and mentally. The important thing is that they learn the association: "see, this pain, this fear – what you are feeling right now, you are causing in others." It was like scales fell from my eyes. THAT was what I actually wanted in all my revenge fantasies. Not to torture people for the sake of sadism, no: I wanted them to realize the suffering they had caused in others! That's why I inflicted pain on them! I wanted them to improve!
The only thing that actually made me evil was that I enjoyed torturing them. For this task, a bit of sadism seems to be necessary. This and some sort of weird creativity is still within me. Though, today I have better ways to release this.
I haven’t talked yet how I now actually came into the fandom. So here is a short version:
At the start of my PhD, after the break-up with my first boyfriend, I finally found the courage to go a BDSM Munch. As you know now, I had BDSM fantasies for a long time now, but I never really pursued them into the real life. And it did not stop at one – many munches followed. I met also some amazing friends there.
With one of these friends, I had a special connection – but again, this is for another story. Important is that we lost sight of each other for a while, but then we found each other again. And now we are in the year 2022, where the two of us were at an annual fair. He showed me an image of a pin from the BadDragon site – which was completely unknown to me by then. And yes, this is how it started. I lurked around some time at the BadDragon site, before I read more and more about furries. And ultimately found Furaffinity, a side where I am finally able to express my inner side and give her the visibility she deserves.
Thank you for everyone who read this incredible wall-of-text until the end! If there is just one single person on this planet who can only slightly relate, my post achieved its purpose.
I am happy that I finally found a place where I can write these words. Thanks for being such a wonderful community!
