Just Billy This Time

just billy this time

I don't know how many of my followers are furries but we just lost one of ours.

He died because the medical industry in the US refused to help. He was murdered in a million little ways, with a million automated systems.

He was on bluesky no more than five hours ago, now he's gone.

Dragoneer ran FurAffinity, which is more or less the furry art site. It looks like its' from the early aughts, has no native pdf support, and has zero discoverability or algorithmic function. It's home to me, it's always been home.

No matter how often I moved or how often my life radically changed, there was FA. I met my husband on the forums. Through the majority of its' life, Dragoneer kept it running. He never sold us out, never tried to keep up with trends. It's a community.

And there is something bitter about losing someone who was key to keeping one of the relics of the internet before corporations took over.

We have our home, but it's lost its' keeper.

Good night, Neer. You kept the lights on.

PERFECT BABY BUMP

"But the art is gross!"

Come'ere and let me tell you a story.

When I was in my senior year, a painting of mine got into an art show at a university museum. I was wild crazy excited and wrote out my artists statement in one night about the piece. I painted it based off a photo I took of a local reservoir during a particularly bad time and my statement spoke about being queer in my city and finding peace at places like the reservoir. I painted it with pallet knives and acrylics.

I was forced to remove any mention of my queerness from my statement due to the "sexual nature" of it by people at my school. There was nothing sexual about it.

Obviously, I did it, with some pressure from others. but when I drove up to see it there, I could not feel proud of it there. Compliments felt hollow. I was told they placed it at the front because they loved it. But it was censored in a way that made it lesser to me. Often I wish I would have refused.

Censorship doesn't stop at "icky" things. It crawls and devours like ivy until everything is dead. Nothing remains.

the vast majority of the people killed on october 7th were civilians in their homes or at a concert. also notice the giant stars of david on the tombstones. hmmmm it’s almost like this has always been abt them being jews bc y’all are rabid antisemites who have finally found a socially acceptable outlet for your bigotry!

She had never been like this before. Growing heavy and round with your baby hadn’t made her glowing and demure like all of those pregnancy stereotypes had suggested; instead it made her into a cock-addled  slut desperate for more fucking and more of your cum. You’d already given three rounds of your hot semen and still that frenzied look on her face remained.

How much more of this could you take? Would she revert back to her normal libido when the baby comes? Did you even want her to back to normal?

And with that, the thought of keeping your sexy girlfriend like this permanently, all tits and belly and endless lust, you feel your cock begin to rise for round four.