Eat my centaur dick.

Faux FOUC.

The US has no friends. It never has had. It just has victims, patsies, accomplices, cronies and mewling apologists. And anyone on their side that thinks they're not one of these is so delusional I would laugh if it wasn't so disrespectful to the millions of lives being sacrificed without a thought.

⛏️🐎

WIP. The hero we deserve (inside us).

Leaving an imprint of my flare on twink asscheeks like a horny maker's mark.

I've attached Figure A (a list of all the positive effects of US meddling in South America) and Figure B (a list of the positive effects of US meddling in the rest of the world). It's very interesting to compare them.

As ek jou was, sou ek ook ek wou wees Sou ek ook ek wou wees Sou ek ook ek wou wees

Happy New Year 🎉 #zagreus #hades

This does work on me, but only with impeccable handwriting.

Something there is more immortal than even the stars.

I don't fucking know what I'll do this year. Last year didn't go as planned and the leftovers of that will have to be dealt with this year, on top of all the new shit. But I do know that whatever outcomes I want, they're on me to achieve. Nobody's gonna do it for me. And that's true for you too. 🐴

I am enjoying the gunplay of Borderlands 4. But the sheer number of moronic and decisions (and bugs! still!) that this game has is insane. Fucking CARRYING things for 10 mins for quests? All skills resetting at random? Vehicles that feel like tech demos? The worst UI in game design history? WHY?

Today is the end of the Gregorian calendar. From tomorrow we're back on the Julian because fuck your time machines.

I alluded to it the other day, but I am gonna ramp up how much furry art I draw this upcoming year, hopefully to the point where it's at least half of what I'm doing. What's prevented this pivot in the past is uncertainty over paying bills and rent, but I'm gonna give it a try, we'll see how it goes

I really like Pluribus. And I get why some don't. I just think they're wrong, or at least are expecting the wrong thing. It's peak sci-fi in the classic vein of the science fiction being nothing but a vehicle for looking at the human condition. In this case, the condition of one miserable human.

Wake Up Dead Man was exactly the pitch perfect film I needed right now.

Some elves get all the dick, huh.

Something for the lewd crowd, since my horny levels have begun to peak.

My year has wrapped up with a major cyberattack. I was already fully exhausted after months of pushing to get projects done. This has not helped. Genuinely flirted with breakdown a couple times the last few days. Rest of the year is a write-off for sure. I don't know when I'll get time to recover.

If you go out in the woods tonight...

This year marks 100 years since the discovery of the uncertainty principle, and the world has never been more uncertain. GREAT FUCKING JOB, SCIENCE HIPPIES

Last working day of the year. It's been a real rough couple months, meds aren't hitting like they should and the swings are killing me. Here's hoping 3 weeks off helps.

I'm now taking commissions for the 2027-2030 calendar years. 750 slots only.

There should be a genre called mythpunk. I don't know what it would be but it sounds cool.

Four working days left and walking that exhaustion tightrope like a drunk Swede.

I was just looking through my gallery and I found even more nude hiking pics! Yay! #nsfwbsky #nsfwtrans

I am once again so grateful that our year ends in warmth, sun, unlimited outdoor possibilities and endless floral glory. It makes unwinding after a long work year so much easier.

here we fucking go again

When I am president I will make it a crime to be younger than 30.

Just a horse not giving a shit.

Hey guys sorry to interrupt your scrolling but I just wanted to extend a thanks to the sponsor of this skeet, Twink Horse Buttholes. I've been a fan of Twink Horse Buttholes for years so when they sent me their new Pre-Glazed Twink Horse Butthole, I just couldn't say no. So worth, get yours today.

I was gifted a container of cookies called "Almond Nozzles" and uh that's a name.

This is your annual reminder that if you haven't see Garth Marenghi's "Darkplace", you are literally missing a piece of your soul and don't even know it. It's all on Youtube, go and watch it immediately.

Add a ninth of a fluid ounce of water and roll the dough out to one-twenty-fourth inch thickness. Bake for a seventieth of a fathom and then broil for five drops of the Syracusean water clock (ORIGINAL not REVISED or it will burn).

I have identified the most reliable way to know if my current dose of meds is correct. Correct dose: I can play Satisfactory and understand what is happening. Wrong dose: it's a meaningless mess and I give up in minutes. I expect the DSM will be updated soon to add this novel diagnostic approach.

Why does anyone ever eat turkey when gammon exists.

My pants are 75% off for Black Friday.

Zaggy Norse: International Sex Horse of Mystery

I baited the mousetrap with a twink and heard it go off about 3am. Found this the next morning. What an idiot. Anyway, it's $5 a fuck, sign-up form is on the wall. Art by @mcfan.bsky.social

here's the thing tho

Literally couldn't give a shit if you're six feet tall. Oh, over six foot? I'll increment the eh-ometer. Five foot two? LESS? Look how fucking hard I am.

I don’t have turkey breast. Panther breast will have to suffice. Happy Thanksgiving

I did the mocap for the horse sex scene in Zootopia 2 and I'd just like to thank Disney for the opportunity and for access to the secret smut vault to learn from all the Maximus porn in there.

I just went to see if the new Bulwer-Lytton contest awards were up and was gutted to see that it's come to an end after like 42 years. The archives remain up, at least. So if you've been waiting for the show to end before catching up, now's the time. www.bulwer-lytton.com

His hands danced across her generous bosom like two stick insects with neurological damage.

There's a new litchi Tropika flavour and it looks exactly like cum. Tastes better tho.

The thing about me is, I don't have the part of the brain that detects greenscreens.

"Come Dine With Me" is Drag Race for straight people.