$$$'s nsfw/problematic zone

So as you’ve all seen, tumblr is self-imploding by banning any R18 content. Obviously includes this blog. I’m really dissappointed in the decisions that were made. The active nsfw scene here encouraged me to finally create my own nsfw art and seek out others. I’ve enjoyed having this side blog to be unabashedly free from restrictions, and it feels terrible to have that taken away. There’s no perfect alternative out there to tumblr for the same feel and ease of use when it comes to managing nsfw content, but I’ll be looking out for something and also watching where the fandom goes.

Here are links to my other social media where you may find other adult artwork I produce. This list is tentative and I’ll keep it up to date as I find things prior to Dec. 17th.

Pixiv - Kasch (this is empty at the moment but I plan to upload soon)

Twitter - @Kaschgmoney

Private/R18 Twitter - @k_kokokabana

Discord is available to mutuals by DM

So as you’ve all seen, tumblr is self-imploding by banning any R18 content. Obviously includes this blog. I’m really dissappointed in the decisions that were made. The active nsfw scene here encouraged me to finally create my own nsfw art and seek out others. I’ve enjoyed having this side blog to be unabashedly free from restrictions, and it feels terrible to have that taken away. There’s no perfect alternative out there to tumblr for the same feel and ease of use when it comes to managing nsfw content, but I’ll be looking out for something and also watching where the fandom goes.

Here are links to my other social media where you may find other adult artwork I produce. This list is tentative and I’ll keep it up to date as I find things prior to Dec. 17th.

Pixiv - Kasch (this is empty at the moment but I plan to upload soon)

Twitter - @Kaschgmoney

Private/R18 Twitter - @k_kokokabana

Discord is available to mutuals by DM

Trevorcard

the word comes from his mouth before he can stop it. he didn’t realize that he was thinking about it, not now, not like this, not beneath the low-burning candlelight with his hands twisted in the sheets. but it has always been there, hasn’t it, a burn on his brain, lingering inside him until it can come to life. 

he’s never had time to think, to get lost in things past, things done, things that have wiped their hands clean and tossed him aside. he has been too present.

until now. now, looking back is all he can do. he can’t see a future when he is ten years behind, and there is no future that he would want to see anyways. there will be nothing there for him, but there are footprints in his wake that he has never seen, so he turns back to see them. his head spins with thoughts of thing long gone, things that always come at the wrong time.

the word drops from his tongue like a gunshot. it balloons in the hollow room like a swollen, beating heart that will blow up in his face.

or perhaps it won’t.

perhaps tonight was the right time.