Eheh, never thought I'd ever make this journal... Hey all ^^ So, I just wanted to say hi, and to introduce myself as a new face here - my name is Sam, and I'm going to be taking over from Blake for the foreseeable future ^^

I'm a short eared Amazonian doggess, and I'd really appreciate it if you called me "she" from now on (I know, there's going to be done transition pains from Blake to me, but I trust ya" ^_^

Working at a breastaurant named Zippers, I decided I wanted to strike out on my own, so to speak~. I still work at the restaurant, so you'll still see me there, but expect to see a lot more of me in the future~.

I am extremely grateful to all who supported me in making this decision, and I just wanted to say, that I love them so very very much... Words cannot describe how much they mean to me.

Çiao, and I'll see everyone in the future~.

Hello there! Just coming with a bit of news that might delight some followers and... might upset some others? I'm not entirely sure what the general feelings in the community are toward this character (independent of the old face behind them).

So, some of you might've seen from the journal that went up on the 1st of the month by the prior owner ( https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9760895/ ), I am the new host of the goopy fox named Kuva. Which has led to a few toxic DMs on Telegram until I actually explained the situation.

Let me be perfectly clear: My goal with Kuva is to make sure people can have fun without harm, I'm not going to be carrying on the prior owner's agendas or anything like that.

that said, consider this the official introduction of the new, and maaaaybe improved, Kuva. I'll let him take over for any questions you all might have~.

So Recently I made some promises to artists, commissions, which I know I owe them for. I'll list them below. What life had in store was... well, a little different.

I had recently decided to get some gift art for a couple idols of mine, some friends, and some people I call family even if they're not genetically related. Well, recently, Life decided that my phone was simply going to cease to function properly. On Nov. 8th, my phone ceased to function as a phone. Microphone and speaker stopped working, headset jack wouldn't read it at all. So I took it to Asus, and they said it would cost $300 to order new parts, plus whatever labour costs were. They reccommended I get a new phone, so, get a new phone I did (And yes I took it to a couple local repair shops, no one could get the phone open). And now I'm ~$400 out of pocket.

Below I'll include a list of Artists I owe money too, and how much. I'll be updating this as time goes on and I manage to pay them. If they're alright, I'll even toss in a bonus once I have actually paid them back, as a thanks for being the most patient, understanding people on the planet right now. They will be listed in order of when I commissioned them, from oldest to newest.

 noahsense $70 (Unknown if still on)
 Snickers Jaguar $35 (PAID)
 StripedCrocodile $31.50 {PAID}
 Koabao $36 (PAID)
 Croft $125
 Vir-no-Vigoratus $30 (PAID)


Again, I'm so sorry, and thanks for bearing with me as I work through this.

No idea how many of these I've actually done, lol. Artist here ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/demitri012/ ) doing a nice little raffle here ( https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8734783/ ) To find a date/accomplice/companion for their lovely catturn Talo! ( https://www.furaffinity.net/full/27357255/ )

Go toss your hat into the ring, y'never know what may come ^^

It's late here, posting the rest of stuff I have tomorrow. Stay awesome y'all~

Expect it at some point in the next month! Waiting on all the things I've gotten before I upload them all hehe.

HELLO EVERYONE. I have been sick for three f*cking weeks and in that time I've had to clear a combined amount of 6 feet of snow and slush from my driveway in minus 20 degree weather, walk to school in minus ten or so degree weather, and do all this catch up work. I'm not in a happy place right now.

So, Here's the deal recently. I've been in a bit of a pickle for the last few months, transitioning from a two parent household to a single parent one. It's been taking its toll on my mom, and she's started seeing every little thing I don't do as a huge potentially life-destroying thing. You didn't do the dishes? You're not following through on your commitments and therefore will fail in life. You spend a few more minutes talking to people in a different timezone halfway around the world instead of watching a christmas movie you've seen 3 or 4 hundred times this year alone? You don't love us as much as you do your friends. And so, a couple weeks back, 2 weeks today in fact, she kicked me out of the house. Let me pack a suitcase and a backpack. Left all my books behind. As of this weekend I will be back in said house because my name is on the mortgage papers and as such I cannot be "evicted", not while I'm still paying mortgage payments. I don't want to live there, but I don't have any other option right now.

Which brings me to point number two, her hoarding of money. When I was 12 turning 13, I opened a savings account which I used to deposit my earnings from my various jobs and eventually my shortlived career as a reservist. I had exactly $24,386.90 in that account at the beginning of July. In August, I gave mother half the funds to pay for mortgages, phone and internet bills, hydro and repairs to our roof. This past week, she used her name as a signer on the account to withdraw the remaining $12,193.86 without my knowledge or permission. This was my backup, my safety net, my plans for the next 6 months or so. And it all went up in smoke. I have since closed the account, but the damage has been done and because she was an equal signer on the paperwork the bank cannot go after her. Since then, I have been able to make one, count it, one (1) mortgage payment. And it has put my regular account $502.67 into overdraft. I am not outside my limit, but I am damn well pushing it.

And now on to my third point. I need cash. If not to pay the mortgage, to pay for one or two of the smaller bills to justify her letting me stay here in lieu of mortgage payments (which I cannot make because of her own actions but that's been talked about). I don't know when I can pay anyone back, and trust me, I will find a way once I dig myself out of this shithole, but until that point in time I would honestly appreciate everyone who does help me to just bear with me. I will keep track of exactly how much I owe people, and account for changes in exchange rate as time goes by.

I don't expect too much of a response from this, if anything a few more shoulders to lean on and a few more ears willing to listen. I'm not too sure when I can get back here to respond to people, but hopefully it will be before Xmas. Until then, Happy holidays everyone.



Oh, also, I will be opening up writing commissions! Little one, two pagers mainly since I'm not too great with longer pieces. I tend to get caught up in the little details of the world I'm creating or working in and... well, my last story I wrote was over 150K words. If you're interested, send me a note with the important details, like:

Character names and refs (unless you want me to go wild)
Setting (Is it Zootopia, Neo-Robia, Earth, or some weird planet you made up on the spot? Let me know and give me specifics!)
Timeframe (Medieval, fantasy, dark ages, sci-fi, present day, alternate universe WWI, whatever!)
theme (Romance, comedy, grimdark etc)
SFW or NSFW
Length (maximum 4 pages, will work with a bit more on request)

Each one will be $13 CAD to account for the exchange, I will accept USD or whatever currency you send, so long as it ends up as $13 CAD. Length may add a few more dollars to it but it won't be anything too drastic.

With all that said, here's a Secret Santa piece I wrote for someone I absolutely f*cking hate.... Use this as a gauge as to my current writing style and abilities.

The first week of December always brought some controversial changes to the landscape around Red Ridge High. Weather crews from the overhead city of Cloudsdale brought in fresh loads of snow clouds, ready for distribution to the Manehattan area. The students of the school, under the supervision of the local liaison Mr. Wave Dash, helped the weather teams get their work done, and soon the ground was covered in a light sprinkling of white.

A certain rust coated unicorn mare sat on the roof of the school, her colourful mane blowing in the gentle breeze stirred up by the passage of the massive cloud city overhead. She glanced down at her phone, expecting to see a message from her big dope of a dragon friend. She didn’t have too long to wait, she was technically trespassing. After leaving the school in November, she’d come back just to see if she could see some old friends before they left the grounds for the holidays in a week or so. She hadn’t had much luck so far.

“You know, you might want to turn down the brightness setting on your phone if you don’t want to get caught.” She jumped, before looking up into the face of probably the last pony she wanted to see up here. “It’s a shame you didn’t stick around to graduate though.”

“Hello Wave… “ She sighed and went back to staring at the field, the wind picking up some and whipping through both her mane and the mane of the Pegasus behind her. “Can I help you with something…?”

“Actually, you can.” He stepped forward, placing a box next to her. It was a small thing, about 4 inches by 4 inches by 6 inches, wrapped in crème yellow paper and a no.7 green ribbon. The tags whipped in the wind, but it didn’t take a genius to guess it was addressed to Brass. “My brother wanted you to have that last year… We both got a little side-tracked visiting a friend in Ponyville. Happy Hearthswarming, Miss Paintbrush…” He turned and walked away, pushing off the roof and spreading his wings to catch the wind and fly away.

Alone again on the rooftop, she glanced between her phone and the box, before tucking her phone into her saddlebag and picking up the box. With as much grace as one could muster in the biting winter wind, she carefully undid the ribbon and removed the lid, peering inside. A voice recorder and a pair of earbuds greeted her, with the words ‘play me’ written on a post it stuck to the recorder. Feeling a bit tentative, she slipped the earbuds under her toque and into her ears, before clipping the recorder to her saddlebag strap and pressing play.

“Brass Paintbrush. I can’t help but feel as if I’ll be long gone from the school by the time you get this.” The voice of Wave’s brother Aurite filled her ears, causing her to smile slightly and wipe a tear from her cheeks as she began her climb down the school building, letting the recording play.

“So, I’ll make this short, and sweet. A few months ago, we had… well, an adventure to put it mildly, heh. It was pretty crazy, and it was during that time that you admitted to having some feelings towards me.

“I’ll be honest, I didn’t know what to do. But I do know one thing: I did not return those feelings. You will always be my friend first, and I’m sorry if you feel otherwise…. All that being said, I want to somehow try and make it up to you.” He went on to tell her an address, and wishing her a Happy Hearthswarming. As Brass Paintbrush began to step inside the school building, she paused and took a moment to admire the white landscape behind her. A single star twinkled in a moon-less night, and Aurite’s voice began to sing ‘One Hearthswarming Eve’ in her ear to a soft piano background. She sniffed once, wiped away a tear, and stepped inside.

A few feet away, hidden in a tree, Wave Dash crouched on a branch as snow began to fall. He didn’t know what was on that tape, but from the taste in the air, perhaps his brother had set them all on a path to forgiveness and recovery from the debacle that had been last year. Leaning back against the tree, the teacher sighed. “Damn my brother has a way with words… Keep him safe, Luna.” He muttered a quick prayer in latin before closing his eyes and relaxing in the crook of the branch. Snow fell softly around him as he dozed off, and soon Red Ridge was a winter wonderland once again. The fields of white, a clean slate, the last thing the teacher saw before he was claimed by the dark embrace of sleep. Perhaps things could be like before… or perhaps it’ll all be washed away come spring, like a dream fading in the morning… Only the future will tell.

It's about 4000 or so characters, sorry for wall of text. Hopefully this generates some interest so I can maybe have not so empty pockets going into the new year heh.... yeah... Happy holidays!

So, this year's Fan Expo, the one day I was able to go, was an absolute blast for me. I had fun, got some loot, an autograph, plenty of art, and a neat little book to read on the train up to Trenton later this month. If anyone on this website is wondering if they saw me this year, that's easy. Think back and try to remember if you saw a Nick Wilde with no tail, ears, a green shirt, blue/red-striped tie, sorta khaki/white golf slacks, brown shoes and a tintin shoulder bag If you remember that, congrats! You now know what I look like :D

For all the artists on here who were in artist's alley that I missed, sorry guys. Honestly if I could've, I would've bought one thing from almost every single artist in that area (there were a few art styles that didn't draw my eye lol). There were so many talented people there, and to be honest, it was a blast talking to the people i did (looking at those guys drawing Pharah live for everyone, those ladies at Portly Possum, and one of the staff at the megabloks booth in particular since I spent upwards of half hours talking to them lol). All the same, if I did stop and talk to you, or if you took a picture of me, I'm glad to have met you (even if it was for a few moments or maybe even a whole 2 hours, people who got there early like me).

Anyways, this year was an absolute blast for me, and I hope to do it all again next year, maybe even meet some people from here ^^.

Stay sly, everyone ^^

so yeh, I'm one year older now. I don't feel all that different lol.


Oh wait, i now have to pay the adult fare on public transit instead of student. Right....

Ah well. Hope y'all had a great day! I'm off to go snatch some free dinner from somewhere with a dinner offer.

It's out.


So is my wallet.


So is my popcorn.



TIME TO GO SHOPPING.

Hey Guys! So, I just uploaded some images. Not a lot, mind, but a fair few. More to come tomorrow, if you have any questions, note me ^_^ or comment here, either way is good.

L96A1, MLB or Srr-61?


Also, on another note, why are banks so gosh darn stubborn when it comes to helping a customer of nearly 16 years?

I have a PSA for everybody: Do not put Tide laundry detergent in your eyes. It will hurt. Also, it will cause a long hospital time.

THis is going out only once, so listen up people!

I have a fetish for lots of things, as probably seen in my favourites gallery. I loove one piece swimsuits, morphsuits, bodysuits, zentai, leotards, swimskins, any kind of one piece stretchy and tight suit.

I also love tfs, namely goo or costume. Also, my Fursona Alfons, the red panda, loves everything I love with the exception of swimskins and tights (too scratchy)

Tyr, on the other hand, gets turned on by anything rubbery, one-piece, stretchy or tight. He was recently caught by his roommate Alfons fapping away in a one-piece swimsuit while playing Command and Conquer RA3!

I need a holiday. My niece just posted me from Gibraltar. Next they're going to Morocco...... I WANNA GO!!!!!

So any ways, next circle in the works. Should be up by tomorrow night. Laters......................... I need a vacation.