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“Sorry, I can’t actually view your blog. The owner put it behind a locked door, it welded it shut, smeared the pieces on the walls, and bought me some donuts. ”

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Rec: The Imminent De-Virgining of Jon Kent by One Damian Wayne by Amuly
Title: The Imminent De-Virgining of Jon Kent by One Damian WayneAuthor: AmulyCanon: DC UniversePairing: Jon Kent/Damian WayneRating: Teen [🍋]Word Count: 8,166Summary: When your dad is a nigh-omniscient super-being, sometimes your Continue reading Rec: The Imminent De-Virgining of Jon Kent by One Damian Wayne by Amuly
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You have been reading the public transmissions.
The sharp little fragments. The free range damage. The musings. The elegant acts of psychological vandalism.
Cool.
But let us be adults for one second.
You know damn well the best material is never what gets left on the sidewalk.
Tumblr gets the flare. The signal fire. The bait. The first cut. The beautiful little weapon I can throw into the crowd and let ricochet off whoever still has a functioning nervous system.
Patreon is where I put the rest of the body.
The denser truths. The more dangerous musings. The pieces that breathe heavier. The posts that go further than this site should probably tolerate. The ones that do not merely tap your forehead and leave.
The ones that move furniture around in your head.
That is where I am building the deeper archive now.
Not eventually. Not one vague mystical day in the future. Now.
Which means this is the funny part.
Some of you are going to join early and get to watch the vault form in real time. You will see the sharper work first. You will be there while the tone gets stranger, richer, rawer, more exact. You will get the musings before they are diluted into public fragments. You will be inside the room while the walls are still being painted in blood and excellent phrasing.
Others will wait.
They will lurk. They will "mean to." They will tell themselves they will check it out later. They will do that soft little modern thing where people stand outside the club explaining to themselves that they never really liked music anyway.
And then one day they will realize there is already a whole body of work over there they missed. A whole rhythm. A whole continuity. A whole inner circle language they were not present for when it was born.
That is how irrelevance happens now.
Not with a bang. With procrastination. With tabs left open. With "I'll get around to it." With watching from the hallway while other people get early access to the version of the work that still has its teeth in it.
The public page will still get heat.
I am not abandoning Tumblr. Tumblr is the street sermon. The alleyway miracle. The free sample laced with consequences.
But Patreon is where I am putting the fuller transmissions. Longer pieces. Potent musings. Harder truths. More dangerous comedy. More intimate doctrine. More of the material that makes people stop scrolling and stare at the wall for ten minutes like they just remembered they are alive.
That is the shift.
You are not being asked to "support a creator." That phrase has always sounded like a PBS tote bag having a panic attack.
You are being offered access.
Access to the deeper layer. Access to the uncropped signal. Access to the place where the public posts come from before they get shaved down for open air consumption.
And the beautiful thing about getting in early is this.
Early members do not just consume the culture. They become part of its founding weather.
They are there before the stack gets tall. Before the archive gets heavy. Before the language gets copied. Before the late arrivals show up pretending they were always down.
So if you have been reading me here and thinking:
damn, this is already good
then understand something very simple.
This is the public setting.
This is me with the door open.
Patreon is where I close it.
Enter now while the deeper chamber is still taking shape.
Because once the archive starts growing teeth, the worst feeling in the world is realizing you stood outside it on purpose.
PATREON ACCESS: https://patreon.com/TheMostHumble
Main archive and everything else: https://linktr.ee/ObeyMyCadence
If the public feed made an impression on you, do not make the mistake of assuming the public feed is the main event.
It is the trailer. The breach. The first ripple.
The real water is behind the wall.
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Tomogachi my beloved
Just your average case of a single father finding love again. Ough, 2 dads and their silly son 🥺🤧
More under cut! I love yapping
Access to my inner world is a privilege and is counted as a highly restricted zone. If I let you in, then it demands an unquestionable level of trust, an unbreakable bonding & an unexplainable chemistry...
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You are just minding your own business when an alarm goes off. Curious, you look up. A WAVE OF CRABS IS COMING TOWARDS YOU. IT BROKE DOWN THE DOOR. THE THERAPRISM IS FILLED TO BURSTING. NO ONE IS SAFE.
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Primal - Ultros - Lavender Beds - W4 P29
Tiny Tinkerers Crafting
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Another one for the books! I had SO much fun doing this build for the unique PoV. This is my attempt at creating a lalafellin workshop.
The owner requested a place where visitors could request crafting commissions for his little business and wanted a space where he could just zone out and craft without being TOO glitch-heavy. Using both floors, I think I achieved that.
Not without a few bumps on the way, however.
I want to give a big shoutout to a previous client and the owner for BOTH helping me with crafting items. Alfie Sunfury of Behemoth, you rock! Thank you for helping me obtain the finishing touches while the owner was indisposed. This turned out to be a LOVELY surprise!
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Lets talk about the build.
The upstairs is a simple Lobby featuring some of the top-of-the-line crafting tools mounted upon the wall. Showcases display the owners skill and multitalented capabilities as an omnicrafter should. It makes a statement upon entry while not being bold enough to say IN YOUR FACE. In the center of the room is a message book for commissions with a template to house crafting orders, and behind is a merchants stand to weigh the gil received! On either side is general seating as the work takes place!
Behind those two main walls the size of the house changes into something much... more personal. Smaller. This is a house for a lalafell afterall. Like Komra, one might have trouble navigating the more enclosed spaces if you’re not lalafellin. A Male Miqote had trouble in here! [Thanks again, Alfie! :P]
I was given the description of ‘Like Santa’s Workshop but Not Christmas!’ - I think I left the Christmas bit out though warm reds and serene greens do color the place quite heavily! The Kidragora Lamp is found throughout the home. I asked the owner what they thought would represent them in an item, and that was their answer!
The Basement was a trial and error process. I was trying TOO HARD to fit crafting machines and create such a grandeur space that I forgot who it was for - a lalafell! Something small like a few stools, a long workbench, a few stepstools here and there and slowly it all pulled together to what is featured in the photos! 7/8 crafting classes are displayed here minus culinarian...unless you count the fish. xD
All in All the owner and I were very happy how this turned out. I can’t wait for them to see the walkthrough live! Come check it out and leave them a little love in their message book. ♥