Im A Fuckin Slut For Cinnamon Raisin Bread

“I’m a fuckin’ slut for cinnamon raisin bread”

- Corpse Husband December 3rd, 2020

Me too, Corpse. Me too

Tired of seeing uncensored naked people in my page. At least mark it as mature content. Please. I think I speak for the majority of people when I say I don’t need to see a total stranger’s fully nude body when I’m scrolling around online. And I know I’ve said it before. And I know they’re probably all bots anyway. But it’s getting ridiculous. I was scrolling through the vulture culture tag and saw an add made by a porn bot. Why???

Yeah, I’m pansexual. Yeah, I’m also hypersexual. But I still don’t want to see that shit

Our recent troubles with our home have made me acutely aware of how after ten years of working on these comics, I am still just a few bad lucks away from finding myself back on the street (lots of love to everyone who helped us out this winter!). It is unsustainable for my health and for the well-being of my family.

I think the main reason is that since the pandemic and the following recession, I have avoided mentioning my patreon as much as I could. It felt out of place, when so many people in our communities were struggling. Naturally, subscribers come and go and that's how it should be. However, barely promoting it for several years has made the amount of subscribers slowly but steadily decline. When you add inflation to the mix, I'm now at a point where I can barely afford groceries.

I used to rely on speaking tours to make up for it. But honestly, it has become too dangerous. I have never received as many threats as I do right now. As my husband and I are trying to conceive, it would be reckless to put myself in harm's way as much as I used to.

Of course, I could stop everything and get a job that pays real money at any time. But I don't think I could live with myself, not when our communities are facing so much violence. I believe in what I do and the importance of creating art that empowers and raise awareness.

So this is to let you know that I will be promoting my patreon a bit more in the coming weeks. It always feels awkward, first and foremost because I know that a lot of my most dedicated readers, the ones who have the highest chance of seeing these posts, are already patrons in one way or another, but also because it probably gets repetitive for many of you. I hope you won't mind!

My goal is to eventually double the current amount of subscribers (965). Do you believe that we can do it?

www.patreon.com/assignedmale

I have also two other pages, if you are interested in different content : A Frog in the Bog, about my foraging and gardening in Finland : www.patreon.com/afroginthebog Pastel Sexy Times, my 18+ art and short story page : www.patreon.com/pastelsexytimes

I wish you all the best for Pride Month - stay tuned for a lot of new art!

Love you, Sophie

[pictured : Nandor the Relentless, for engagement]

I don’t miss him. I don’t want him back. So why do I keep dreaming about him? Why do I keep looking at his blog to see if he’s talking about me (he’s not)? I guess that means some part of me still cares. Still wants him to come back. But why? I’m the one who walked away this time. I made him hate me on purpose. It’s easy to make someone hate me. All I have to do is be me. Take the mask off and stop pretending to be a good person.

But it’s for the best that he’s gone. I wasn’t actually happy. I mean, I’m still not, but at least now the only person ignoring me is my mom. And I’m used to that, so it’s fine.

I just don’t get why I dream about him. I don’t dream about other people who I don’t care about anymore. Which implies that I care about him, but I don’t. I don’t give second chances. I just can’t afford to - mentally or physically.

Just got accused of gaslighting someone for saying that transphobia exists. The accused of being a “sex pest,” “cross dresser,” and someone who touches children. All because I tried to explain that transphobia is a thing. Apparently transphobes don’t believe in transphobia.

I will admit, though, technically I do cross dress. Not my fault that skirts are fun to wear. I also don’t get why that would be an issue. Just let me be a transmasc femboy.