Single Character 200, two character 380.

Hey, we're needing to fill 5 slots in a short frame of time. Hoping folks out there got that in them. Been on the grind a lot, but things definitely could be better. Either way it go, you know what it is. Early month, Bills, and taking care of kids. So We opening up general commissions at this time. We're pretty much game for anything in this run except preggers stuff as that we're taking a break from.

I'm not fine. And no, I don’t want to talk about it. I’m just ranting.

But let’s be real. Why would I even say any of this? What would it change? Who would it help? We’re all struggling. And in the grand scheme of things, my struggles feel minuscule. I hate the feeling of being needy. I’ve spent most of my life helping others, avoiding asking for help myself—because deep down, I believed that needing help made me like them.

The ones I was related to. The ones like my father's family. My mother's family. Gutter trash. Always were, always would be. Comfortable in their misery.

My dad fought his way out of that. He rose up and became something. A community leader. Someone people looked up to. Someone who helped. Even if at home, he was always angry—I never understood why until I got older.

I tried to follow that path in my own way. Despite the assumptions that I helped people to gain something. Despite the slander, the whispers, the disbelief. All I ever wanted was to prove to my father that I learned the lessons he fought to teach. That his sacrifices hadn’t been in vain. That his brutal assessment of us—of me—was wrong.

Because every time we didn’t fit the mold he carved for us, we were "ungrateful." And that bar? Damn near unreachable. I broke his heart when I decided not to go to law school. Biggest mistake of my life, probably. Money is everything. I should’ve gone for the money.

Now my life is spiraling. And the people I sacrificed the most for? They’ve seen fit to let their burdens bury me. The ones who were always there for them—for my siblings, for the community—suddenly tapped out now that I need help. And the reason I need help is because I tried to be the good man they needed me to be.

People love to tell me, “God’s going to bless you for your kindness, for your heart.” For all I’ve done. For stepping up and taking on kids that weren’t mine—because let’s be real, I had no damn choice.

I’m jaded. I’m angry. I’m tired.

When I was grinding, doing everything right, trying to build something meaningful, they latched on. They made me carry them on my back while pretending they were helping push.

I look back on a life lived trying to be a “good man,” whatever the hell that means. Supporting everyone. Honoring a father who worked himself out of a trailer park, bought a house, built a business, and sent his kids to a mostly white private school where they hated me for breathing.

Even though I was the youngest and the most responsible, I didn’t get the love, the time, or the attention my siblings got—and they threw all of it away. But I had to live up to the legacy.

And I did. Don’t get it twisted. I ran with it. I built something. I helped others succeed by proximity. And I paid it forward every single damn time.

And yet... I would change it all.

I would’ve been more selfish. I would’ve kept to myself. The path I chose was lonelier because of the people in it—not despite them. And now, with 41 breathing down my neck, I’m bitter. And the only person I blame is me. Because I was too proud to see the world for what it really was.

I thought I could walk my own path. Thought I could be that guy—the man who doesn’t get jaded. The man who stays noble. Like my father. Millions of dollars and hours of his life he put into that community... and it didn’t mean a damn thing. Shucking and jiving, dancing for them white folks for funding. Being strong in the face of adversity while also haven't to practically beg politicians, leaders, and fucking sports teams to support the community. And what. Milwaukee is the new Detroit. Fucking burn all them niggas and start over, that shit ain't worth saving.

Go to Northcott now. Same lazy-ass people. Same out-of-control kids. Same parents with hands out and nothing to offer. The community is dying anyway. His life’s work? A joke. Because those people don’t want to be saved.

As a kid, I didn’t get Christmas presents after 13. Birthdays were ignored. But we had to give back to a community that hated us. I was raised thinking I owed something because other little Black kids didn’t have the chances I got. My pops wanted us to be the example. He made us sacrifice along with him—while he gave more of himself to other people’s kids than his own.

And me? I got it the worst. Because I’m Junior. I’m supposed to carry the legacy.

And I did. I don’t even need to explain how. I could drop names, give examples—but what’s the point? People would just accuse me of bragging. So I stopped talking about it. I keep it about my work, my projects.

These days I’m blunt. Straightforward. No flowers in my speech. I say what I mean.

People think I’m cold. Distant. Like I keep folks at arm’s length. But hell, wouldn’t you? I’ve been burned so many times my skin don’t even flinch anymore. People are only as loyal as their options. And the only reason some folks haven’t betrayed me yet is because the opportunity hasn’t been profitable enough. It’s not about if—it’s about when.

And now, I wake up every day in a world that confirms everything I feared it would be.

And what do I get told?

“Keep doing what you’ve always done. Be the man you’ve always been. Now we see you. Now we get it.”

Oh, really?

Now that it’s too late? Now that I’m broke down and done?

Fuck you. Seriously. Fuck you.

No—I’m not going to be fine. I’m not going to be better. Being who you needed me to be has cost me everything. I’m stuck cleaning up the messes other people left behind. People I tried to help. People who used me. And now? I’m in a hole I can’t climb out of.

I either have to depend on a cold, indifferent world—or work harder than I ever have—while my influence, my opportunities, and my desire wither away.

So what now? I get the same tired chorus:

“Do what you’ve always done. Just know this time, we appreciate it.”

Yeah, sure.

You have less time. More of your own problems. More battles. More excuses.

But this time... you’ll be better.

Heh.

Yeah, no. Fuck yo

I am in my own issues, but I h ave had an AMAZING amount of help from my fans and one has asked me to signal boost whats going on with them and I damn well will!


https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/11180037/

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/11179251/

As some of you know, the woman who raised me passed recently. I am doing commissions to raise money for the trip. Me not being home will cause several issues, and I'm raising money for travel and to ensure that my kids can be taken care of the two weeks I'm home dealing with this messy affair. The amount I need is higher than anticipated because my original plan of just driving up there cannot happen. I cannot take them with me. Most of you know I had to adopt my niece and nephew, 8 and 10, last September after their mother killed herself last summer. What many of you do not know is though 8 and 10, neither can read above a 1st Grade Level and are incredibly behind in their education.  lavenderpandy and I have put our lives and dreams on hold to balance our jobs and artwork, with the frankly exhausting task of raising these two and getting them up to speed. It is without a doubt exhausting... Because they both are starting summer school, the girl starting her schooling at Achievable Dreams Academy that has school year round, I cannot take them with me. Thus I can't take Pandy with me, or the Car. So... that definitely augments what I need in help financially in a small frame of time. Thus I will be taking donations.

Let me be frank here. I hate this. It's not an easy thing to be able to live on your own sweat and blood. I built something. I brought Pandy into it. I brought others into it. I made sure I and several others could survive on our hardwork. There is so much work I need to do basically for my commissions. The past year things have been so much slower and so much lacking in free time. I hate asking for help.

It's not the same for me than asking for work. Hey, I like to earn what I get. I don't like handouts cause I'm not only prideful about it, but frankly it feels like a failure in life to need charity. I didn't do the things a person does to have to need charity, and annoys me. But I can't afford not to swallow my pride.... So any help would be appreciated. However, if you got a commission or if you would like to contact me about the single character images we're doing for 180 a piece; that would be my preference.

But if you got 5 dollars, 30 dollars, 150 dollars whatever you feel like donating, I got a link below. And I appreciate any help you can give.






https://www.paypal.com/donate/?host.....=2P6UQBFP9VBYG

Title says it all. The funeral is on the 12th and I need to be home in Milwaukee that week. I'm not gonna lie to you... I'm getting overwhelmed here. Just when I think I got a handle on the last crisis, another pops up. And I'm chilling. I'm taking this real well, because I can't show how I really feel in front of these kids. But believe you me I am doing everything in my power not to self destruct. Last year it was my sister, the year before it was Grandma Louise-Jean, the year before one of the two best friends I had killed himself and didn't even call me. Didn't talk to me. Didn't think he could reach out about his depression and his disease. And every year I bury someone else. Every year, this shit gets harder and I'm frankly trying not be overwhelmed.

So... I'll be working my butt off along with my team and Pandy, to raise money for this trip and keep everything from capsizing. It's always some new goddamn horror and life is like... yeah, you gotta handle it. You can't crash out, you can't fucking lose it... responsibilities bro. Figure that shit out so many people depend on you.

So... you got work for me. I'm working. You got a donation you wanna make. I can't afford pride or ego right now. Though I'm seething, cause I'm tired of being in need. And it's never in need for myself. Never the results of my own decisions or actions. I'm so fucking tired... but I got to move forward. Timing fucking insane too... right during con season where nobody got no money. In an economy that is fucking imploding... I saved. I planned. I did what they tell you to do. I did not expect back to back to back to back to back crisis happening.

Rant over... if you are so inclined to help. I would appreciate it. If you got well wishes. Offer them up.




Now to what I really want to say. My bio mother abandoned us when i was 7. She in my dad started having kids at 18 and 19 and while my dad wanted the future, the life, the hard work. She didn't want that. She abandoned her 3 kids and left to live a life of partying and lack of responsibility. She was NEVER there for me.

You know who was. My best friends mother. We called her Momzilla. Ms. Egger was at my middles school, highschool, college graduation. She treated me like her other son. She was always there when I called, when I needed her. She believed in me and encouraged me to follow my dreams. She always had great advise and made killer jam and preserves. She was the woman that raised me. Taught me to respect women. Taught me to stand straight, be more than just what my dad wanted me to be or what society expected of me. She was there when I had no mom. I talked to her on the phone often. We would talk about the Packers, politics, hell... old music. The good old days when life was easier. She was a positive influence in my life and I will miss her greatly.

I want to do a total of 15 pride month sex commission. The reason 15, is because I want to have them all done within the month. Each one will be streamed so you will need to set a date. Pandy will be working on these and your character will be having the requisite celebratory carnal expression of their chosen flag. Each with there very own tagline. I will say that whoever wishes to be my FIRST, will be done quickly so i can have a visual to show folks what they are. These will be single character with your partner or participant being off panel.

Hi, I am looking for 2 characters to be in a threesome image with this handsome fellow.
https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/e7qv.....zy383&dl=0

The pose will be determined based on who will be involved in the image. And we will be finishing this one on 5/25/2025. So if you wanna see something done within 12 days this your commission.

https://bsky.app/profile/theblackrook.bsky.social/

http://x.com/thablackrook

Come give me a watch i need a reason to post more there. Perhaps even some exclusive stuff.

I am looking for cock suckers! For my wolf Rhade. I spend a lot of time on his ATKM counterpart, but I haven't really given my fursona, Travaris Rhade, love in a bit. And my recent post has me waxing nostalgic. So, I'm looking for three people to suck this dick in commissions, about $250 USD if you are interested. I want to do three of my favorites. The upside down on the table face fuck. The from below on your knees, cocksucker seen between the legs, kind of cock worshiping pose. And finally someone for some good old hair grab, slamming it down your throat work.

If you don't know what my wolf looks like, he's the one in the latest post and he's hot. So If you feel like sucking my dick, please let me know!

So, for YEARS, I have had a writing and feedback channel on Discord. Where me and other writers I know get together on days, usually sunday, and read our writings to the group and crowd and get feedback and encouragement. We finding reading aloud helps find mistakes and helps us understand the stories and see them from the perspective of others. There is an open invitation to those who want to either share their stories, or listen to them. I do read a lot of All the King's Men stuff, as well as other short stories and poetry in the group. So if you're a writer or just like to have some words in the background as you work, you are invited to join the group. There are some NSFW stories, there are mostly SFW stories, but ALL stories are welcome, though please be clear about any content warnings in your work for the crowd so those involved who might be sensitive to certain content might sit that out.


https://discord.gg/sJDA43Euu9

I have a very thick and lovely lady who is missing partners to give her a good rutting. I'm hoping to find someone, as this is something that needs to get done within the next 2 weeks. Tis an ONGI collaboration and image that I've been waiting on a while to get done. So, we wanna get it done. Would anyone like to take the missing slot?

I ain't gonna lie to you. This has been the hardest shit I've ever dealt with. I cannot imagine what goes through the minds of people who are so fucking loose with their libidio that they keep having kids with no planning. I didn't plan for this shit. I did not ask for this shit, but when the clarion calls, you either who you portray yourself to be or you're not... so as the kids are fond of saying; I gotta stand on business. I won't lie to you. I'm struggling. In every way you can struggle. My health take a hit. I gained 35 lbs since I got these little gremlins. Blood pressure up, blood sugar out of control, free time non existent. I work all day, then we spend 3 to 4 hours helping the kids with they homework. 7 and 9 year old couldn't fucking read when I got em... what kind of shit is that. But they doing better. They lives is infinitely better. They teachers marvel at they progress. Big ups to  lavenderpandy she been a great teacher with them as well and together we got them going. But the shit is time consuming... I ain't had a good nights sleep since I got them. Doctors say I need to take some time to relax, so I still try to interact with fans. Play games with fans, chat while working on commissions, but I'm not all there.

Between needing patience and financials support. I'm at my wits end. I haven't enjoyed my craft for a while and my enthusiasm for my own work and stories have not been there. I have been putting all my creative energy into either trying deliver the best product I can for my fans and supporters, or trying to rekindle my creativity with random things that may spark it. Since I work with so many artist, people often forget, that I draw. Pandy does the colors and edit, I do line work... with my wrist I can color no more. My shit aches all the time these days, but I'm still trucking forward. I'm still moving. Bare with us, we're moving slower, but we moving. And I will not let my sisters bullshit destroy me, at least, not easily.

I am looking for some very cute asses to fill some slots in a Glory Hole Wall. This is a commission and each slot will be 180 USD. I am hoping to get at least six for two pictures. Perhaps 3 per image.

I would like to do 3 image slots for the back. And 3 image slot for the front for something oral. If you are interested, please let me know and comment or send a note. These are going to have a bit of a hard deadline for finishing of April 30th.

Front and Back Slot for :DragongodXD
Back Slot For: Strony

Just what it says. I need two studs, doesn't matter if they are male or futa. But I need 2 people to fuck the stripes of my tiger Arkyn.

An image of him can be found here. It cost 200 dollars. For each slot.

There is a clean colored sketch slot, your character and Arkyn for 260 on tap too. This one has a bg and will be a scene piece.

Arkyn's image can be found here.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59461082/

I require someone to help me for a little while managing some tasks. I need someone who has a ton of free time, who is responsible, and yes I know people with a lot of free time tend to be irresponsible, which is why they aren't doing anything with that time. I need someone who can access dropbox, google drive, hopefully one that can use spreadsheets, and can also voice when I need to talk.

Most of you know my situation with the kids, so I will need someone who doesn't mind being paid in art until my situation improves. Lets just say I'm spending more money at home than ever before. Which also means you're limited to someone with a character that's not a sparkle dog, sergal, or anything like that. Hell an ATKM ready character would work best, help me kill 2 birds one stone.

You will have to be able to voice. You will have to be able to show up when I need you and you will have to able to deal with my personable, but eccentric personality. I also flirt, like a lot. Now, I respect rules, bondaries, and personal space; so I would prefer to have someone who wouldn't mind that while working with me. It's all in good fun, but if you are ever uncomfortable honesty is always the best policy. I used to train customer service, I know what professionalism supposed to look like.

I'm EST. I'm Usually awake 9 am to midnight 12am eastern standard time. You must be able to be available during this window.

If you are interested, let me know. You know where to find me. Send me a note with relevant information. You must be comfortable with talking to folks, because I work with a ton of other artist and people. You might need to talk to them too.

I have been in the background working on our first SFW collaborative comic with the talented Raspis. I will link artwork, relevant images, and concept art for the project below. So everyone understands what we're working with. This will be a 24 page comic. There maybe some light nudity, maybe even some fan service, but this is not a sex comic. It's an adventure where people will fight and die and there will be cool magic and action scenes.

PAYMENT DOES NOT START OR NEED TO BE RECEIVED UNTIL JANUARY AFTER CHRISTMAS. ANY SPOT PAID FOR IS FILLED, BUT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED YOU DON'T NEED THE MONEY UPFRONT!

What Are We Raising Cameo Slots For?
To enrich the script. Myself, Mister Cat, Pandy, and Raspis are talented, me debatably so, its still tough having characters that aren't the main characters in the script cost time and money. We also don't wanna create throwaway characters no one will ever see again. Given that we need bodies and we need additional money for the time this will take and the details that are going to go in it. And if anyone ever worked with me before, you know the lion share of that is going to make the lead artist and background artist lives easier, given how time consuming that can be.

The Story: The story follows 4 raven knights as they try to free townspeople from a magical plague corrupting them. The towns people infected are hostile, as their quintessence crystalizes and breaks the skin, pulsing and condensing it's power to some strange end. The story would follow two clerics, a battle cleric named Tiernan and a Ministrata named Jaoa.

3 Free Slots
I need a child and mother. They have to be same species.
I need someone who is corrupted beyond belief and dosen't mind their character dying.

4 Adventurers : All will perish one way or the other by the end of the comic. But will be heavily involved in the large ending battle. At least 6 pages. Like everything that cost, this will have a payment plan if you need it.

Adventurer A
600 USD
Cause of Death: Consumed [vore after being transformed into a crystal type version of themselves]

Adventurer B
Cause of Death: Consumed [vore after being partially transformed into crystal version of themselves]
600 USD

Adventure C
Cause of Death: Sacrifice [After corruptions becomes inert, life cannot be saved, transforming into crystals. Sacrifices to help heroes.]
600 USD

Adventure D [Must be gay or futa]
Cause of Death: Sacrifice [Has last words with Adventurer E who will be there boyfriend, a little femboy chinchilla, will sacrifice himself to save them help the heroes win]
800 USD [Will have more face time because of flashbacks with E]

10 Slots
50 USD Corrupted. 150 USD for 5 slots [Seriously Corrupted, unsavable]
Single Page Cameos of Corrupted: Each corrupted has a panel or two, most likely one of focus. If you buy one of the severly infected spots, it's means your involved in a fight and
your character most likely will not survive it.


If you are interested please contact me in a note AND here. Please do not comment if you are not 100 percent wanting to be a part of it. If you have questions send me note.


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Dragged here broke to relax. Forgot to tell folks.

Dragged here broke to relax. Forgot to tell folks.

This shit has disrupted life and plans so much. I have people who had been waiting for too long already and I'm trying to take care of everyone. My fans have been amazingly patient with me and my situation. It has been a year. From the death of my uncle, to the death of my sister, my new situation, my mothers bullshit, and everything else. I have had probably one of the worst years of my life. And though I'm tired, beaten, and spent... To give you an idea of what I'm dealing with. Paul is 9 and Liyah is 7, neither can read. Both have medical issues and require time, effort, money, and are starved for any attention.

But that's not your fucking probelm!

So here's the plan.

We can work mostly in the day before 3:00 PM. When these kids get home... the peace needed to focus on work is disrupted.

We are putting together a work schedule to make sure things go well. However, Your communication is important. If we need to get on something. If we missing something. If anything fell through the cracks, let me fucking know. I will not pretend my mind is 100 percent and the only thing I want is to make sure anyone who had to wait for my life to unfuck itself have something that's worth the wait.

I will be focusing HEAVILY on killing our backlog. If someone wants to set up some times with me during that 9am to 3pm for me and pandy to work with them on they commission. Hell if it's a soft shade and we already did the sketching, we might be able to stream your work. Pandy has obligations after 3:00pm other than the kids. As she wants to go back to doing some daily streams.

Either way, contact me. Contact me personally and here. Let me know personally what we looking to do and how we should get it done in a timely manner. I'm FINALLY able to try to juggle shit. Nothing is ideal, but I need to clear this shit. And since I will probably continually need commissions in support, and because I'm not an asshole, I'd like to get them done to the best of my ability to please those who waited. Because I value the time and I hope you will value the care.

For those who do not know, I have had to adopt 2 of my sisters kids after her passing. Life is not slowing down and shit cost money. Specifically, legal issues and getting them settled here in Virginia. I will be taking some emergency color commissions. Each one is currently discounted for 2 characters 340 dollars, 165 per character. BG will be seperate. Since these are Emergency there will be due dates set to them so each slot has a different due date. Pay close attention, price can change based on difficulty and character design. So the date below is the date the image will be completed.

Slot 1: Due Date October 15th :: Estix, Gamerwolfsix
Slot 2: Due Date October 18th
Slot 3: Due Date October 22nd
Slot 4: Due Date October 24th
Slot 5: Due Date October 28th

Slot 6: Due Date November 3rd
Slot 7: Due Date November 6th
Slot 8: Due Date November 9th
Slot 9: Due Date November 12th
Slot 10: Due Date November 15th

I cannot express to you, how tired I am of telling people I don't want to answer this question. You don't want me to answer this question. How I really feel would break you down to your very marrow and leave a blackness within your bones from which there is only decay and desolation. This is how I feel.

I feel as though I spent my entire life with rose colored glasses. As if people told me to be kind, honorable, and good; while not even understanding the concept of these words as the manipulate through the world.

No ones perfect. I have not been perfect. But I have strived, and I have succeeded more often that not, despite opposition, skeptics, and even coordinated attacks against me, my character, and the dreams I am pursuing. As with anyone, I am villain to some, hero to others. But much more people have cause to celebrate me than speak ill. And I've helped far more people than who've lives are considered less for having met me.

This is the trial. This is life. You pursue your goals and dreams, while uplifting and supporting those around you. Because as much as you bitch, moan, and complain about an unfair world, unfair life, unfair people and situations, you know somewhere inside of you that you can't put negativity in and get positivity out.

I mean, we know that right. We know no matter what it looks like. Negativity in is only going to double and return to us. Some don't believe this cause they are either the chosen few, lucky as fuck, or blind to the fact negativity don't always return the way you sent it out. For this finding a safe way to pursue positivity is paramount. And you have a moral obligation to yourself and society that allows for repeated tries and failures, no matter how crazy, disappointing, or goddamn weirdly negative our society can be. We want positivity from it for the positivity we put into it. But that too feels like diminishing returns.

I won't get into details about my personal situation right now. Revelations, horrors, and things that have shaken me to my core. This is not for you to know. I am, in the grand scheme of things simply another suffering cry in the darkness. No more important than the next. Not important to the society, community, or group. Only individuals can give me any importance on a case by case basis, so the easier it is for me not to be an individual, just another person, the more likely it is no one will give a shit about you.

I survived a lot. I dealt with a lot. But I'm just another person. What I have dealt with, am dealing with, isn't important. Everyone has their own shit. Own trials. I'm not the first or last person whose life will be ruined by the recklessness and inconsideration of others. There are five children homeless and parentless who can attest to the fact that nothing I feel, nothing I'm going through, nothing I went through, and nothing I worked for matters. Swallow it, and do what needs to be done.

Are you okay? How you holding up? You gonna be alright?

No... NO.... NO!!!

But none of those questions matter anymore.

Here's the real questions. How can you afford to take on two more children? How are these children and the issues they have being raised in abused and disastrous environment going to impact your son? I never had a daughter, now I must navigate the intricacies of raising one with emotional, physical, and mental issues who was deprive of love, safety, and decency for too long? Are you up to the task? Well... I know the answer to that one.

You better be, you don't really have a say in the matter.

I can cry no tears. I can feel no pain. I cannot share the anger, disappointment, and unyielding revulsion I have for many of the people involved in this situation. There are family I will never speak to again. There family I may physical harm if I am in the same room as them. And there is a heavy amount of guilt because I trusted family to take care of their family and they did not. Now you're gone and the full width and breath of your failure is exposed to us all and I can only shed quiet tears for your children. And I cannot mourn you as I should because my time, effort, and resources need to go to fixing the mess you've left me.



So... that's how I'm doing. I'm not okay. When you think to ask me again, come back and read this. I'm certain this will be true for years to come.

Consider everything you're waiting on, to be a little slower than normal. My sister has died, we need to figure out what to do about her 5 kids, and life is a horrible pit of misery and sadness. I will not elaborate here.

I will be looking toward future work and commission because i need to pay to get my car fixed after anthrocon to drive to Milwaukee to bury my sister and to deal with the eventuality of taking on guardianship of at least one of her children.

I am doing a collection of art celebrating our 10 years doing All the King's Men. Which will come up some time late this year, early next year. As such I'm doing a bit of anthology of images with Cassie and his fellows. In one image that will be done, Cassie and Syndelle are fighting on the same side against something and I wanted someone to play the part of the antognist. Would anyone be interested in an actiony image.

Here is an announcement to anyone sitting there wondering why I don't talk to them...

With all due love and respect to those who I actually care about... Fuck You!

Like seriously, Fuck you. You know where to find me. You know how to talk to me. We all got 100 things to do in our lives and work and all that... so I understand people get busy, but if you haven't talked to me in a while... that's you're own damn fault.

My discord is public. It is my personal discord... I don't have a work or other discord. I've said this before, you all know this. I am in the voice chat of one or two of my discord channels ALL THE FUCKING TIME! I invite people to play games, hang out, talk, shoot the shit, maybe 3 or 4 times a week. I play helldivers, discuss many things, and just generally hang out. We play cards against humanity, jackbox, all kinds of shit...

Bro if you not there you not there cause you got better shit to do, not because I haven't offered you a red carpet to hang.

I have spent damn near 39 years reaching out for people to interact with me. I got a kid, I run a business, and I volunteer; I no longer have time to chase friendships and people who don't think I am worth coming to. Or reaching out to.

So, I do apologize if this message offends you, but sorry, not sorry! I been here the whole fucking time. I'm easy to fucking find. I'm around every day.

This goes for inquiries about your commissions. This goes for hanging out. This goes for everything... if it's important, you will send me a damn message here, on discord, on twitter, on telegram!

My main page has 11 ways to get in contact with me and all are up to date and all fucking work... so... if you ain't been talking to me, YOU AIN'T BEEN TRYING TO TALK TO ME! Ain't nobody believe that you been looking for me and I ain't got back to you, I ain't responded, or I ain't welcomed you to interact. Y'all can miss me with that shit.

I hate to be so forceful with this message, but I'm tired of this. Bro... I can scroll through your goddamn message and find that I've opened the conversation more often than not, don't fucking say to me, oh, it's been a while, I thought you weren't talking to me no more. NO MOTHERFUCKER! I am no longer willing to chase anyone just to have some kind of a relationship.

Most people feel like they can go months without talking to someone and everything is fine. Fine... that's how you do. I get it, cause just because I stopped reaching out doesn't mean I'm not cool with you. I just let you determined our relationship and it's friendly when we do speak. You want it to be something else. That's gonna be difficult at this point, but in the end you gonna have to put in the effort. Years of being the only one doing that in so many situations make me like fuck that... the people who feel I'm worth enough time to actually put in the effort, that's where my effort goes.

This has been an unsurprising and frankly should have been unnecessary journal. But here we are.

Heyo... this is a multicharacter commission. Full color. Like you see all in my gallery. With a bg. I need 2 femboys for something I want to do in July to ensure I have a great birthday. Each slot is $220. If you are interested in being a birthday treat, please respond below and link your character.