One of the worst feelings in the world has to be the feeling like you've run out of what you love.
Like, genuinely, I think that one of the reasons I read webnovel so often is due to it's usually interminable lengths. As a genre, I'm not sure many things run much longer.
Like, don't get me wrong, I love the art form, but at a certain point all of the art that hits your sweet spot of like, 3 things you love, runs out. And then you move on to 2 things. 1 and a half. 1 thing. And you start expanding definitions but the love you had for the medium feels strained. You're not really getting what you wanted, and the new stuff isn't scratching your itches and isn't as well written.
It's depressing, and it happens anytime you find an art form. I remembered thinking 'i'll never run out of porn to my preference, it's the internet!' and that might've been true at the time, but over the years I've discovered more about myself and found interests I never knew I'd had. And I could never go back to not knowing it.
It's like eating food from a fairy court. People always talk about how it imposes a magical brand on your soul that assigns you to be owned by the court but I've never thought of it like that. I always figured it was just otherworldly cuisine, so mind-breakingly delicious that, assuming you don't fall apart right then and there, all food from the human world turns to ash in your mouth. nothing is sweet or savory or good any more, you're ruined and can never be who you were before.
So now that I've tasted the best that life has to offer, what point lies in eating another bite beyond base sustenance? A lot of the pornography and webnovel I consume nowadays feels like eating packing peanuts, lacking the punch and sweetness of earlier meals, only filling space. Novels that are just mindless fighting and static characters. Pornography that fulfills the basic requirements and nothing more. It's hard to live on knowing that the best of your hobbies is behind you.
Therein lies a crossroads many come to.
Become an artist and be the change you want to see in the world for people with your interests,
Or find something else to do while you wait for someone else to pick up that mantle.
and as someone without writing or illustrating skill or desire, that's a nauseating choice. You'll never be able to write a story you can read for the first time, and I think that's heartbreaking.
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...Or I guess commission someone to make it but do I look like a STEM furry? ...don't answer that.
I make new discoveries everyday..
The pure eroticism of an Ace Bandage is not fully taken advantage of, I feel. The implications are clear.
Barely covering scarred skin, vulnerable flesh, a package to be unwrapped but also a rough texture made to protect them. The elastic and cotton arguing over it's texture pulled just barely not taut by skilled and gentle hands. To apply it is sex. To allow it to be applied is sex, to peel it away is sex, to reveal yourself as healed or still damaged is sex.
Okay, you know the whole 'that emoji fuckin' works' bit that makes the rounds from someone's standup show?
The BDSM quiz is a game changer, because if you answer honestly, it gives results that work, dude.
I took the BDSM quiz today after hearing about it on a JAnderson Stream Vod. I thought it'd be fun to plunk around and take it while slacking at work.
And here I am, looking at the results. They're accurate to what I answered but seeing it all laid out like that is. Uncomfy.
I thought I had reached a threshold of shamelessness that I would be able to send this to my friends but the results are ones I'm feeling weird about posting to my Kink Diary Tumblr that has No Connection to my Real Name.
I gotta work on my shamelessness. Shame is for the Catholics, man.
Idk. If you got questions, concerns, or criticisms about my kink preferences, send an ask or message and I'll answer it.
Just because she's gone doesn't mean everything is perfect. (More discussion in the Read More)
OHHHH IM NORMAL IM SO NORMAL DO YOU KNOW HOW NORMAL I AM ABOUT THESE TWO???? THE REGULAR AMOUNT OF NORMAL.
Quad's arc between 20-G4 is something I go back to constantly, episode 23 specifically. But this comic was inspired by a moment in G4, when Quad went out to get coffee for the group, which included Blora and Susan.
I think it was a difficult transition for Quad to go from catering to Order's every wish because that's what he thought love was, to understanding that people will like him just the way he is, not for what he can do. But it's okay, he now has a support system that will help him along :')
Headshot comm for wagner_616! wah!
This music is making me nonsentient.
I will listen to it for hours.
Asking for some proof of competency is honestly an entirely reasonable thing to do before hiring someone, and significantly less antisocial than demanding a $20k piece of paper.
But goddamn do I resent having homework for a place that probably won't even hire me afterwards.
Encomenda de Bowluigi
Oh to live a simple and domestic life with your old nemesis
A blog for me to shitpost and expose my deepest secrets. Jason Fakename, He/Him, mid 20's
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