Played Rocket League earlier. Got called slurs for trans people. Does it count as misgendering me if they say that everyone knows I'm actually a man when I never said I wasn't and have a male username?

Anywho, if any of y'all wanna read my non-erotic Hazbin Hotel fanfic on AO3, I can link it here. Gonna have some erotic (but non-Hazbin) stuff for y'all on here soon, too. See y'all soon!

Hey, so I'm not going to be trying to force myself to come back too fast the way I have before. That can lead to burnout. Instead, I'm going to be trying to take this slowly to make sure I'm ready for each step.

Currently I'm working on some personal, non erotic writing that can be found on my AO3 account. Once I feel more comfortable, I'm going to move on to personal erotic writing, and then once I'm ready there, it's back to the stuff I'm working on for others.

I'm sorry, I don't have a timeline. I wish I did. But I want to make sure when this process is finished I will be emotionally capable of returning what I was doing without burning out.

I want to apologize most sincerely for having vanished on all of you. I have given a few hints of what's happened but... In many ways, I have felt like I was in survival mode. So I'm going to give you a brief timeline of what has happened over the last several years. This is approximate, and really should just give a general order of events more than any specifics.

Winter 2019-2020: Alexis, who I've been living with, suffers a back injury. For some time, she's unable to get out of bed. She is eventually able to recover enough to walk and drive, but not much more. She starts to do Doordash.

Spring 2020: COVID starts. Alexis’s back issues worsen and she begins using alcohol as a painkiller.

Autumn 2020: Car breaks down. Front wheel disconnects while on the highway.

Summer 2021: Car breaks down again. Mother (whose name the car is in) Forbids Alexis to use it. Alexis also becomes more anxious around driving and in general.

Winter 2021-2022: Alexis gets work at UPS store.

Spring 2022: Alexis is hospitalized for mental health concerns. She is diagnosed with BPD, and prescribed focus pills before being released.

Summer 2022: Bathtub tiles fall off, exposing large amounts of mold. I am put on new medication. Alexis’s psych nurse refuses to continue treatment as prescribed and she is rehospitalized. The new hospital is horribly mismanaged to the point that they are unable to accurately explain what exactly the hospital’s NAME is, and has only one practicing psychiatrist who is semi-retired and tries to solve most problems by threatening patients with involuntary commitment. Following this, Alexis's alcoholism worsens, and she begins to lash out verbally. While she'd always had occasional issues with it, it becomes a serious enough problem that it occupies much of my mental energy.

Autumn 2022: Mom becomes severely ill. She is sent to the emergency room twice, at one point suffers a fever of 104 for multiple days, and at another gets extremely close to death. This results in both trauma and brain damage that caused her to become less stable.

Winter 2022-2023: Mom begins taking Vitamin D supplements, and her already unstable behavior becomes more erratic due to taking dangerous levels.

Spring 2023: Mom decides suddenly that it's time to renovate the condo and Alexis will have to move back to Mexico by the summer. This is difficult due to Alexis's difficult relationship with her mother, but eventually it is negotiated.

Summer 2023: Alexis moves out, with promise that she will move back in when renovations are complete. Condo renovations begin. I move back in with Mom, who is suffering severe mood swings. Eventually sister moves in to help ‘take care’ of me so Mom can go on her yearly vacation. As sister and I talk we realize that

1) Mom was never really okay even before dad died, and (after her talking about it with her fiance who comes from a family of doctors) her behavior could be categorized as abusive.

2) Sister was seriously underestimating just how badly Mom had been treating me, largely due to only hearing Mom’s side of the story, which was... Well, mom thought it was true, but it was frankly incredibly misleading.

3) Sister and I both have developed harmful coping mechanisms and anxiety disorders. Most relevant is our communication styles. Mom’s constant changing of standards and meanings lead me to pay extreme attention in hopes of figuring out what was ‘really’ being said. Sister, meanwhile, has come to expect the specifics of any conversation to be irrelevant, as mom only ever remembers the general thrust of what was said. This is particularly true when talking about plans.

Sister decides to take over helping me instead of Mom. She also decides that Alexis won't be moving back in. Because of Point 3 above, neither Alexis nor I actually know that this decision has been made until a week before she was supposed to move back in.

Autumn 2023: I move back into my condo. Alexis is forced to stay in a local hostel while trying to figure out a place to stay, and trying to get to doctor's appointments that have been scheduled for over a year. I lose my mailbox key, and am unable to receive mail for several months. I am told that the key is about to be replaced.

Winter 2023-2024: Alexis returns to Mexico but her mother’s treatment of her becomes untenable. Alexis moves back in for some time before moving in with a friend across the state. I am put back on my previous medication regimen.

Due to being unable to access the mailbox, my food benefits are cut off as I don't receive notification that I need to renew. Then my bank cancels my debit card due to switching providers, making getting food harder.

Spring 2024: Alexis splits time between here and the Western part of the state, as she works on finishing up doctor's appointments. I am finally able to receive mail again when we contact someone from the condo management firm.

Summer 2024: Sister gets married. I am finally able to breathe.

I am sorry for how much all of this has effected the rest of you. I am really only now able to breathe and take stock of how things have gone.

Major updates in life lead to major updates in work. Will clarify further and have at least three new stories for you by Halloween. Cannot be too specific right now.

I am sure it's hardly comforting for me to say I will explain later, and then not post for over a month, so how about I take a moment to explain what's been happening for me, and what's so worrying (or was, there have been some advances, though not enough for me to be fully comfortable.)

Recently, my mother decided it was time to finally renovate my apartment, and in doing so, make me live back at home for a month, andsend my parTner Alexis off to Mexico for about the same amount of time. She was able to do this because she controls half of my condo, and also has access to all of my finances/etc. While I'm not quite under a conservator/adult guardianship, I'm pretty much one step short of that. As a result, I've been living with her for the first time since 2014. And as anyone who knows me knows, my mom can be... Difficult, erven at the best of times.

Unfortunately, right now is not one of the best of times.

What many people may not know is that I'm adopted. Not because of some charitable drive, but because my parents spent many years trying and failing to conceive naturally. As a result, although I'm 33, my mother is currently 73. And, sadly, age is catching up to her. She's largely in good physical condition, but in the middle of last year, she fell ill with a serious stomach virus that left her hospitalized multiple times, and during which she had a prolonged 104+ fever. While she's better now, both the experience of being a few minutes from death multiple times, and the fact that her body was burning itself up from the inside, took their toll on her. She is, currently, not well. Again, physically fine, but her mental decline is much more severe than I realized. Even more so than I realized a month or two ago. She struggles to follow basic chains of logic or events, which frequently gets her angry and makes her think that people around her are intentionally obscuring things so she won't understand. It's also made her make broad, sweeping statements or decisions on a whim. When I made my previous post, she had just threatened to put me fully under a conservatorship over the fact that I was still in bed at 1:30, even though we (she) had agreed I would get up and out of bed sometime between noon and two. You might note that 1:30 is in fact between noon and two, but that was not a particularly persuasive argument.

I love my mother dearly. I would never have gotten through schooling without her. But as the situation stands, I am currently under a great deal of legal control from someone who, herself, probably is not competent to control her own finances, much less someone else's. Fortunately, my sister and I are working to get any of those responsibilities transferred over to her(My sister) and Catt (sister) is also trying to get mom to realize that she needs help herself. There is a bit of brightness there as a result, but things are still both challenging and concerning.

I am still trying to write whatever writing I can. It's not an easy time to be certain. But with my sister's help I am feeling a lot more comfortable being able to relax and not assume that my life is about to be upended on a whim. Which I am increasingly realizing was a big part of what was making it hard to work. I want to thank everyone who has been around for me in these troubling times, and most especially (in alphabetical order) Alexis, Brad, Catt, Jack, John, Nick, RD, Vosyl, Zach, and Zavis. Without you guys, I don't know where I would be. Much love for everyone, and hopefully, I can get things slightly more on the right track now. Of course, I've said that before. Let's just hope I'm right this time.

P.S. I have been keeping my mind active with some 3d modelling projects, many of which can be found on Cults.com. Nothing lewd (yet) but it has been one of the few things that I have been able to do since my ability to write and similar has been completely shot by all the chaos.

Can say more later
Probably
Right now, scared.

Mom co-owns condo. Decided it needs to be renovated. Been packing shit up for weeks. Do have somewhere to stay but still. Really wondering if there's anything else that's going to go wrong, I keep thinking I've hit rock bottom but just when stuff is getting better, it gets worse again.
Sorry for not much to say beyond this. Have a good day. I'm not going to hurt myself or anything just severely stressed and depressed.

I felt better for some time. I was doing good work. Nothing I could put on here, but... Good work. And then stuff happened, and I'm faiding again. I just don't know what to do...

Hope everyone else is having a better time thanme.

I have not been me for so long. Years. 2014? 2015? Longer?

I lost time. I lost strength. I would try to do some things and then I couldn't maintain it. I would collapse. But they were always things I'd done before, always things I knew I could do.

I haven't actually seen pictures of how bad my bedroom looked back in August or July, but I've been told it was pretty horrific. I have one photo from April. It shows myy cat, Pico, wearing an empty paper bag like it's a cape.

The room looks horrible.

I knew I wasn't all there a few months ago, but naturally, I assumed it had something to do with the fact that the whole world had been thrown out of wack by a deadly viral epidemic. I had thought it had been months of not being able to think, but it turns out, it was years. Years of not being me.

I don't know how to write this in a proper, fully arranged and reasonable manner. So let me try to tell you about the last four months of my life as best as I can.

In July, my house was a mess. Nobody except my friends and girlfriend had been in it since my father died in 2017. Mom hadn't seen it, but she told me and my girlfriend to try to fix it by the time she got back.

We didn't do anything. Time just... Passed, with nothing happening. Even when I took my Focalin, a concentration medication, I couldn't think. I knew I was taking my medication, so I knew I should have been able to do some things. For a while, a year or two maybe, I had been able to at least do a bit of writing most days, and though it had taken everything I had it was something.

I remember I would finish off writing a story and I would be unable to move. But I had at least done it.

In August, my mother came back from vacation. My girlfriend had planned to try to catch up and do at least SOMETHING before she came, but she came early. She said she wouldn't judge anything. But when she got there, it was... Much worse than expected, and she was very angry. She threatened to throw my girlfriend out on the streets and send me to live in an assisted living home.

We worked, over the next week, and got things in order. That was good. But it took an insane amount of effort. Especially because I had not been able to consistently get my insurance to approve my medication.

A few days after that week, my therapist decided to switch me from Focalin (Dexmethylphenidate) to Concerta (Methylphenidate.)

I was... Hopeful. I had a bit more focus, a bit more capacityy to be present. But I was never quite 'there.' I felt tired as well as more focused.

We worked on upping the medication slowly, to try to get me to a safe point. At 16mg, I was feeling hopeful. At 32mg, I was feeling a bit drowsy, but hey, this is a stimulant so when we up it again it'll all work, right?

54mg became a sedative.

I didn't quite realize it at first, because it was a stimulant, but it was putting me to sleep. I would take these 54 mg of methylphenidate, which you can guess from that first syllable is something that can cause insomnia, and I would just fall asleep for 8, 10, 12, even 14 hours.

So my doctor decided to put me back on Focalin.

But, fortunately for me, she made a mistake. She misread her notes, and instead sent a prescription for 15mg, not of Dexmethylphenidate, but of Dextroamphetamine.

And I woke up.

I mean, I don't quite understand how to make it relatable. I imagine, if I regularly used alcohol or some other recreational drug, I might have a point of comparison. But I don't know. All I know is that I could notice things I hadn't seen. I could work for more than an hour or two without feeling like I wanted to collapse and die. When my girlfriend asked me to do things, I could actually do them, and I wouldn't end up failing or forgetting. Now, if I said I would do something, I did it.

I don't know. I wish I could describe it in a way I was sure of. Maybe it was like... Like if you've ever had jetlag, and so for some time you're just not all there, but one day you're able to finally get enough sleep, and see how sleep deprivation had effected yyou. Or maybe like those memes, you know the ones, where it's a bunch of people dressed like it's 2008 looking at the camera, and it says "Pandemic? President Trump? What are you talking about? You hit your head pretty bad, come on, let's go listen to "Panic! At the Disco" while we drive to the see the Iron Man movie!"

Kinda like that, I guess. Sure, the world's fucked, but alll the psychological stuff that had been bugging me, that had been making me afraid I'd never get a chance to do any of the things I hoped to do, that I was just permanently too broken... That's all gone. I'm me again.

I don't know.

All I know is I hadn't been awake, fully awake, in so long. I hadn't seen the world around me for so long.


I know I have neglected a lot of people. I know I have failed to do a lot of what I intended. I know I have so much to do. Over the last several years, I've lost friends, I've lost people I was close to.. Either because of something I did or - More likelyy - Something I didn't do. I didn't realize it, but I almost lost my relationship with my girlfriend as well. God, I almost got her or me killed, I couldn't tell the problem with the car, and since I was the one who would need to get it fixed, and I ignored it, it kept breaking down. The front left wheel fell off. Twice. Once while she was all the way over in Central Massachusetts, but had fortunately spent several minutes parking. The second time it disconnected, but she was able to take a back way home. If she'd gone on the highway, it would have fallen off if she hit around 40-50 MPH. (65-80 for those who use kilometers)

To all the people I've hurt, I'm sorry. I don't know how different it is now. And I don't know if either of us are ready to reconnect. To anyone I've heard who purchased something from me, I'm even more sorry. If you're angry at me, it's rightly so. I didn't know what I was doing. I'm suddenly aware of things I wasn't, and... Well... I'm sorry. I might have - Secretly - Thought you were being unreasonable. But I was the unreasonable one. My mind rationalized reasons for whatever it was that made me fail, but it turns out, they were wrong. I was trying to do something my body couldn't. And I didn't realize it. I should have realized it. I'm sorryy.

I don't know what comes next. It's like finding someone who you haven't seen in years.

To all the people who have stuck by me, even when I broke promises or didn't message you for days, weeks, months, or years - Thank you. You didn't need to be here for me. I might not be willing to reach out quite yet, but I'll at least respond if you send me a PM. Now, at least, even if I ahdn't before.

To the people who left, and who are angry - You are right to be angry. The fact that it was a medical issue doesn't change anything. I tried to do something, and I failed. Despite having a genius-level IQ, I also failed to notice the pattern of failure. That is on me, and your anger is real and appropriate.

If you want to give me a second chance, I'd appreciate it. If that bridge is burned, I don't want you to feellike you should give me another chance. I'm the one who burnt it, and if it's burnt for good, you shouldn't feel bad about that. Your emotions, your reactions, your feelings about me, are all real and valid and nothing I have said so far should change that. I wish I hadn't. But I did. It's on me, not you.

To everyone else, take care of yourself.

As for what comes next, I don't know. I know I have a large number of stories I had written that I just didn't have the mental fortitude at the time to post, so I might post those. There's at least two Christmas stories that seem to have been written for the same person, which is weird because they were written the same year, but hey, that's cool. Some human stuff, some furry, some monster/etc. We'll see what comes next.

I'm done making promises I can't keep. So I won't make promises about what comes next. All I'll say is - Wait and see. Because as I've already found out, it's a lot easier to get work done when you're awake.

I love you all. But especially Alexis and Zach. Thank you.

While I can't be SURE how my plans will work out, here is my HOPEFUL schedule for the next... Well, a while.

7/6: Loonatics Unleashed (Tech vs Rev) Pt. 1

7/8: Loonatics Unleashed (Tech vs Rev) Pt. 2

7/10: Loonatics Unleashed (Tech vs Rev) Pt. 3

These stories are all finished, and mostlye dited, so this should be done now.

Stories that I EXPECT I can post soon

Coinin vs Catullus (M/M Maledom Story): This story is finished, but needs a bit of editing. The buyer's going to send me some notes.

'Femdom the World': This one is going to need an ending rewrite, it's got a snuff ending that the buyer felt was a little bit too relaxed. I made the mistake of not sending them the fight summary there, so I can't really pretend they approved it, that was all my fault. I wouldn't normally do a redo on an entire section like that.

Wii Fit Trainer vs Simon Belmont

The buyer was less than thrilled with some of how it played out, but the story itself is good, and I'm pretty sure I have permission from them to post it? I'm gonna have to double check on that one.

The Very One-Sided Lesbian Femdom Beatdown Thing I Did

There was a miscommunication with the buyer on this one. You may have seen it in the, like, 10 minutes it was up. I didn't quite pick up on how they wanted things to play out, I thought more of the commission was meant to be dedicated to the fight than it actually was.

Finally, I know it's been a while for a LOT of my buyers. If you don't see your name on this list, don't worry. You are going to get your story, it's just that, as it stands, it's a little bit hard for me to get everything I wanted done earlier done. I'm working at a good pace now, though,s o you can expect it soon.

Furthermore, I hope that by mid-to-late August I'll have posted a new chapter on several of my series, either commissioned or shorts, most notably a new chapter on the Phantom Thieves of Fiction.

Next:

I've been asked why I haven't put up a Patreon. There's actually two reasons for this. The first is that there are some buyers who commissioned me personally who I feel might be insulted if I switched my model before catching up on them somewhat. I'd still be doing their stuff first, of course, but I do want to make sure people don't feel like I'm trying to scam them.

Secondly, I can't be too specific about it, but an artist friend of mine and I have been discussing for some time plans for a sexfighting comic, a story which involves this Roman dog character I've made my avatar. We had discussed launching that story sometime around March, but hopefully during 2020, in late 2019. Unfortunately, a few things happened in early 2020 that made it harder for both of us. I had my cavalcade of crises, as you saw, and my friend has had some pretty serious issues as well. We're still in a conceptual stage, here, so I don't want this treated as me 'announcing' the comic.

However, I have hoped that I could set up a patreon for the comic when the time comes, so I don't want to make too many patreon-related plans until I know what the eventual schedule for that will be.

Until then, I want to remind you that, as the banner says, commissions are always open. BUT. I have a pretty heavy load at the moment, it may be hard for me to take on new work. Without a rush fee to make sure I can get it in a dedicated amount of time, I'm afraid that I can't commit to a timescale. I may also have tos tretch out what that timescale would be, depending on the length of the commission.

Best of luck to everyone!

I generally pride myself on making sure a story is as good as can be before posting, but frankly, we're all in a rough place right now, and I want to get stuff out to everyone as soon as possible. So, here's a thought:

Rather than trying to force myself to power through everything and work it all out, I'm considering posting stories in very short increments, (I'm thinking something like 500-1000 words) daily, so that you can read along as I progress, and I can simply compile things to work out at the end. Give folks something to look forward to every day Would you be interested?

I'm in pretty desperate shape financially so I considered making a patreon for this, and perhaps I'll do something like that in time. But while smut is sort of just some fun stuff to do, I do take it seriously. Orgasms are small, but they release endorphins, which improve the mood., and I just want to do whatever I can to make your lives a little bit easier in these trying times.

Well that went well.

So, here's what y'all missed.

1) I got sick in January.

2) Lexi got sick afterwards.

3) I finished a story but the buyer asked to make it private after because they weren't happy with it, and they could pay it.

4) My Pharmacy fucked up my meds.

5) I finished another story but there was a problem with the pacing and I need to figure out how to address it.

6) I got super sick.

7) Lexi got COVID-19 and I had to monitor her.

8) Pharmacy or insurance fucked up my meds AGAIN.

9) I got COVID-19

10) Pharmacy FINALLY fixed my meds.

So I should post something tomorrow, see you all then!

As you saw yesterday, I already uploaded a story once this week, and I've got another one in the bag and ready to go! There may and may not be a third one coming Friday, depending on if I finish and how well it reads, I have a few unpublished stories that remain unpublished purely from my lack of faith in the work.

1/6-1/7 Sonic/Tails/Knuckles 4
1/8-1/9 Morrigan/Felicia boxing
1/10-1/11 ???

Had a rough end of December, some people I've talked to know what's up, but there's a reason a lot of stuff I wanted to be out by now isn't.

So, New Year's Resolution:

I'm going to try to put up a minimum of 10k words of writing a week, or at least finish that much. I'm obviously aiming for more, but if I set my resolution at what I really want to do that'll just give me an excuse to stop soon.

More pointed New Year's resolutionh that'll hopefully help that one: Going to do all my work at my desk, this year. So it's a proper workspace and not just one part of the room that I work in and often goof off in instead when distracted.

So let's do this right. Got some stories coming for you this week, hope you enjoy.

Bad headache, can't keep writing, need to lie down until the world can straighten up and start acting serious, damnit, I'm not moving, the ceiling shouldn't either!

My hopes for what I can get out this week!

I've added some more to the STK story, so it's getting pushed back a bit. Fortunately, not an incredible amount has been added, pretty sure I can get it done quick, so I hope to have that out for you guys soon. Got something a bit shorter I can get out in a day or so I think, so here's my hope for the next week.

Monday 12/9: Morrigan/Felicia Boxing match
Wednesday 12/11: STK4
Friday 12/13: F/F Wrestling match with a cartoon bear woman. (Pending further details from commissioner.

Please remember the M/W/F are estimates, and depending on my sleep schedule, they may turn into Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.

Furthermore, my hope for NEXT week is that at some point, I will be able to deliver a femdom ryona story I have been commissioned for, as well as the next chapter of Fate/Sex-Fight, but we will see what happens.

Oof. So, uh, I THOUGHT I had scheduled myself for 16k words for that story. Turns out I accidentally booked 18k, which means that I'm not gonna finish this up until probably Sunday, we'll see. I entirely blame myself for this, though, the commissioner paid for it to be 16k, I'm just a dolt sometimes, my apologies.

Hello, my friends!

Yesterday, I was asked by a friend how I know what I want to write. I'll avoid any details beyond that, because I'm fairly certain they're reading this, but I kind of feel I didn't give the best answer, and even if I did, I want to share it with everyone else.

The truth is, my immediate answer was kind of a joke. I know what I want to write by looking at my bank account, i.e. I want to write whatever I have to in order to get paid.

That's a good answer, of course, and on a literal level a true one, but that's not really the best one. What took me aback, really, is that I don't think of it like that, and it gave me a bit of a pause to remember that previously I had. Even when not dealing with the commissions, I still don't know what I want to write. Writing is a skill. Like any skill, it takes time to develop, and like (most) any skill, you can only develop it by using it. In other words, I don't always know WHAT I want to write, I simply know THAT I want to write, and I have to write something, and then I look at my options and figure it may as well be one of those. If I have a character or idea I had once, or a plot I heard, or something of the sort, I just go with that. It may not 'speak to me' and I may not WANT to write it at the moment, but I want to write, and that's as good an option as anything.

These days, my attitude towards writing is rather like my attitude towards wearing clothes (at least when I'm not feeling too fancy.) When I go out, it's not that I want to wear a specific thing, it's that I want to not be arrested for public indecency. Yes, I 'dress well' a lot of the time, in a jacket and shirt and tie and slacks, but that's just how I dress. It's not that I wake up feeling like today is a day fo rthe pink shirt, hyena tie, and checked navy sportcoat. I just feel like today is a day to go to the store, and those clothes will keep me warm and not-arrested when I do so.

So I suppose my advice to a lot of people is that you can choose whether you want to write, or you can choose to write what you want. If you only write what you want, you'll produce some good work, but very slowly, because you won't always want to write, and you'll never reach your full potential. You'll only write the best you can at the moment, but you'll never write the best you ever could. Alternately, you can want to write, and just choose something that qualifies. It won't be as fun, and a lot more of it will be terrible, but you'll get more out, develop that skill, and you will reach your full potential.

My other advice for getting good at writing, by the way, is to accept that you write stuff badly. I often will respond to critiques I get by EXPLAINING my choices here, and why and how something ended up how it did, but those critiques are (usually) valid critiques, and it's fine when people don't like my work. Responding that I didn't try very hard, or explaining what I was going for, is not the same as responding that the reviewer was wrong. Instead, I try to explain to them how it happened, because I want to be able to put it into words, so I can avoid it myself (if I care to, some stories like F/SF are more 'for the fun of it' stories and won't get my full attention, but others I will consider more carefully.

I'm far from the best there will ever be at this job right now. Hell, I'm not even the best that /I/ will ever be at this job right now. If you want to improve, you have to accept that improvement is necessary, and you're probably terrible. Some of the critiques will be nitpicks, others will come down to "I don't like this because I don't like the premise," but you have to read and accept all of them as worth reading, and ask what you could have done that would have addressed the critique. Now perhaps the answer is "Not written the story at all," which means you can safely consider the critique to be rather pointless. Other times the answer is "Write the story in a way different from the way I intended," which means you may not be able to address it in that story or stories like it, but nevertheless you HAVE learned something some readers have in mind, and may even want to take a shot at writing a story like that yourself in the future.

The final, and very important thing to remember, is that any story you write, you write for readers. You determine the audience (for me, it's usually 'People who might find this premise erotic' and try to tailor it to them. If your story is responded to poorly by your audience, it's not very good. It doesn't matter what YOU think about it, because you are only one reader. Of course your target audience doesn't NEED to be 'Literally everyone,' and some audiences won't respond well to stuff other audiences adore. If I write a limited level of smut, and someone else writes mass-market action-adventure types of stories, naturally more people will like their books than my smut, and that's fine. But there is no 'Objective' good or bad writing outside of the readership, and a story that does not get appreciation from the people you want to like it is not a good story.

Writing is a skill. You can only develop it by doing it, even when you don't want to, and you will sometimes write at times you'd rather not, or things you don't feel in love with, in order to develop the skill. It is inherently a form of communication, so the only way to measure the extent to which it is being developed is to try to determine whether the people who you want to communicate with receive the message, there is no other 'right' or 'wrong,' if you communicated what you wanted, you communicated right.

Anyone can write a story they like, and they won't even need to pick up a pen to do it. If you want to write well, though, you need to write a story that your audience likes. Your audience may not be the most massive number of people, but it can't just be 'Me and my idea of what's good,' either.

Here we go, ladies and gentlefurs, your presentations for the week of 12/2!

Because this week's big story, the final part of Sonic/Tails/Knuckles, is scheduled for a whopping 16,000 words (meaning it could actually END UP anywhere from 14,400 to 22,400) there's not going to be much room for writing anything else this week. However, I do have a few other things already done that I can put up, and of course if I have the spare time I work on F/SF.

So our schedule looks like this.

Monday/Tuesday 12/2-12/3: Discord/Twilight Finale
Friday 12/6: STK 4 Finale

However, I will try to edit and upload something else in the meantime, or show everyone some lovely art I've had commissioned perhaps, when I can. Have a great day everyone!

Just finished one story, waiting on an editor to look over it. Final part of Discord/Twilight and Sonic/Tails/Knuckles are both on a 'coming soon' status, but one needs to clear some stuff up with the buyer. In Fate/Sex-Fight news, the Archer vs Assassin chapter has taken a lot of thought to determine an appropriate ending, but I'm feeling pretty good about what I got booked, so expect that soon as well. See you guys soon!

Plan for the week!

Wednesday 11/20: Sonic/Tails/Knuckles chapter 2.

Friday 11/22: Sonic/Tails/Knuckles chapter 3, Twilight/Discord part 2, and a mystery 3rd story, huzzah!

Sorry about the lack of updates, folks! I actually have done a few recently, but I'm on a new computer and don't have my logo stuff set up quite yet. As a result, I can't actually give you specific dates, but I can tell you I have two stories to upload this week, at minimum.

First will be a Harley Quinn femdom story with Superman, and after that I will be doing the second part of the Sonic/Knuckles/Tails story. There might be some Fate/Sex-Fight too if I can squeeze in the time!

Ladies and gentlemen, the days are getting short, the nights long, the skies grey and the trees red. That means it's time for Halloween, the bloodiest, spookiest, and most deliciously violent time of the year, and what better way to celebrate it than with a match card that gives a new meaning to the term "Survivor Series." You'll find all sorts of specials on Halloween night, but why settle for second place when you can see bouts in in the arena with the bloodiest history of any of them... FAZBEAR PIZZERIA!*

From the 26th to 31st, we will be celebrating Halloween with a Five Nights at Freddy's themed extravaganza! Get ready as a collection of furry fighters go mano-a-mechano with horrific animatronics of Hurricane, Utah. For five nights only (and any time you want to look it up on my FA I guess) five familiar faces do battle with the malicious machines of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, in a best three of five match series where only the winners leave alive.

Opening the show, it's my very own hyena, Andre  lefarr, taking on Chica Chicken! Though his record may not be the most favorable, the hyena has been able to take down some impressive foes, including a handicap battle with Pai Chan and Spitfire, AND Equestria's Princess herself, Princess Celestia. Will he be able to bring that same dominance to the table against the ever-ready chicken, or should we change her bib to "Let's Fuck"?

Then, our second match of the night, we will see the cretaceous crusher herself,  handofblades's one and only Angel take a dive in Pirate's Cove against Foxy the Pirate. The Tyrannosaurus is known for her love of bringing her teeth out in a battle, but how will she fair when she goes jaw-to-jaw with the fox with a taste for flesh? Has the prehistoric powerhouse bitten off more than she can chew, or will the swashbuckling fox be the one with a black mark? With two of the toothiest competitors ever to but mouth to skull in the arena, the loser will end up missing a lot more than a frontal lobe. The anticipation is high for this one, and while the line on this is too close to call, the Tooth Fairy expects to go broke either way!

Next up, we get into the heart of the card with the only machine-on-machine matchup of the night. Making her debut in the  technophile34 commission Unplanned Obsolescence, Britney the Lopunny Doll will test her technology against Bonny the Bunny. She's coming into this with a losing record but a winning reputation. The question is if the advanced AI of the pokedoll will be enough to render the aging animatronic obsolete, or will she find out the truth in the old saying "They don't make them like they used to"? However it ends, these two bot-bodied battlers are looking to remind you why "Blood" is only half of the phrase "Blood and Gore"

In our co-main-event for the evening, we will see 's iron-clitted hyena matriarch will get the privilege (or punishment) of battling the bloody bruin himself, Freddy Fazbear. She's lead hyenas into battle, opponents into graves, and still somehow found time to raise one of the toughest, hottest, meanest female fighters in the business. Her accomplishments are undeniable, but as the saying goes, all anyone remembers is your last match - And if she isn't careful, that's exactly what this one will be. When the brutal bandleader begins to play, can her show go on, or will she be yet another mother about to have the worst day of her life in this so-called family restaurant?

And of course, we have the main event. While has put a few fighters forward, it will be the ball(bashing) python himself who steps into the ring to finish out the night. But with all four bots brought out already, who does he fight? Zavis is looking for an animatronic addition to his list of victories, but which one - Or is it just one - This sexfighting snake will try to send to the scrap heap is but one of the many secrets the restaurant hides. Who will challenge the slithering slaughterer? A Withered? A Toy? One of the Golds? Perhaps even Balloon Boy?

This is one FNaF question even Matthew Patrick can't answer, so you'll just have to tune in on Halloween night to find out.

But, uh, just saying, it's not Balloon Boy.


*This ad copy was written prior to the announcement of WWE's Crown Jewel and Ludus Catulli would like to apologize for any outdated information found within. Refunds will be provided if requested in person at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, Hurricane, Utah. Lucius Horatius Catullus, Ludus Catulli, and associated parties are not responsible for any injury resulting from attempts to claim the refund.

So despite my usual failures to maintain a schedule, both part one of the Sonic story, the new human story, AND a teaser for my Halloween countdown are in the books (in the pocket, out of sight,) but GIMP crashed my computer when working on logos, so I'm letting the old girl cool off for the night. If this isn't fixed when I get up tomorrow, they'll go up logoless in Doc form

Alright, let's see what I'm gonna be up to this week.

Got a heavy load this week (no pun intended,) so we're only gonna see two stories this week, one on Wednesday or Thursday, and the next on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. However, I hope to make up for that by the fact that you can expect these two to be fairly long ones, clocking in at 11-12k each, one being the next chapter of the Sonic/Tails/Knuckles story going up within the next 24 hours, and the other being a work in a similar vein to Mama Badass. I can't officially schedule the next Fate/Sex-Fight chapter at this moment as a result, but I hope to at least make some progress.

In addition, in lieu of a more specific schedule, I'm going to give you a list of a few more stories that you can look forward to seeing in the coming weeks.

Harley Quinn/Superman Femdom: Inspired by her comments during the fight with Zephyr, I've had a request for a Harley Quinn story where she takes out and overwhelms Superman.

Femdom the World: You've seen this one listed in the queue before, but it's going to be making its debut soon. This actually somewhat inspired my Harley story, a crushingly powerful woman takes on and overwhelms the last stud man enough to try to handle her in a sexfight.

A Matter of Family 3: Also showed up in the queue before, also have had to alter plans around it, but that's going to be showing at some point as well, along with the 10-person royal rumble.

Morrigan vs Felicia: The reliable buyer behind my MLP boxing fics has asked for this Darkstalkers pairing, where we see a cat take on a succubus in what promises to be an exciting bout.

And on top of the rest, I'm excited to announce that From Saturday the 26th to Thursday the 31st, I will be working on a five-night Halloween countdown special.

Huh, five nights? Wonder what that's about...



By the way, if you didn't see your commission listed as upcoming, don't worry! This is in no way a complete list of my coming attractions, just a little peak behind the curtain, I still have you on the list.