part of me believes that if you have a weird kink, it’s tolerable as long as it isn’t like… absolutely disgusting/harmful… but then again, i was just contacted by the notorious Deviantart White Bread Fetish guy who wanted me to draw a plump rich blonde blue-eyed white woman with huge titties stuffing her shopping cart full of white bread and i do have to wonder… how much? how much am i willing to tolerate?
at what point do i just give up?
I’m sorry the who now
there’s a guy who sends artists vague commission requests, and upon the artist asking what he has in mind he proceeds to send a detailed request about rich women shopping in a grocery store full of expensive wonder bread and overflowing their carts with it
i dunno if any of the artists he ropes in know that it’s a fetish thing but i knew right away. upon reading it i was like “waaaaait this sounds like that one guy from DeviantArt that was obsessed with wonder bread” and, lo and behold,
Okay so I looked on the page and apparently this guy is also very interested in busty white women destroying the environment, specifically with chainsaws
I just realized this guy is probably The Onceler
HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT THE BOTTOM RIGHT IMAGE IS OF A WOMAN WITH A FUCKING WONDER BREAD CHAINSAW
wait a minute isn’t this the guy whos commission was REJECTED BY FUCKING SHADMAN
WHAT
THE PLOT FUCKING THICKENS
What the fuck do you have to ask for to make Shadman back the fuck up?
Hey yeah I actually know this guy, and like, have talked with him.
please share your conversation with him or something like i desire to know what kind of guy he is
He absolutely was not just a normal guy with a weird kink. This shit was his life pretty much.
He had lots of talk about consumerism, slavery, and capitalism and why there were all good things. Almost to the point of a religion to him. He tried talking to me about his commission of a comic of, I believe, Asami cutting down a rainforest and industrializing it, and like weird undertone of loving sandwhiches. Everything he talked about in this aspect came down to sandwhiches with him.
He has spent thousands of dollars if not more on commissions for
Asami abusing Korra
Asami owning a sandwich factory and slave labor
Blonde women own sandwhich factories and cutting down large expanses of forests
And the list goes on to other really strange stuff, but none of it inherently sexual
The only time I’ve known something sexual was his commission for shadman, which was, to the best of my memory, him asking Shadman to draw Korra and Asami abuse porn with like focus on Korra having a limp dick, that’s the most I remember from the screenshots he showed of his conversation with shadman, which he did show off and talk about how unprofessional shadman was for refusing to draw his commission.
The way he fucking talks is just something mind blowing to see a man this far stuck in his own little hole.
On a more dark and serious subject, he has been fired from his job and possibly disowned from his family for this kinda stuff. He talked about assaulting, sexually assaulting, and insulting the race or sexuality of his coworkers. People caught on he was kinda fucked up, and emailed his boss over that stuff and got him fired. I got to watch as he complained about it and the entire forum that he was on talking about it blew up for a good solid 2 hours over how fucked up this guy is for thinking he did nothing wrong, and him insulting everyone. It was absolutely bonkers.
Please do not give Murrlogic commissions, his money isn’t worth being associated with this man. Over all he is a very disgusting person and while it’s fun to point and laugh, he is really not someone who should be given the time of day.
hoooooly fuck that’s like 9 layers of batshit
Shit…. talk about a fuckin rabit hole worth of crazy…
I looked up this murrlogic guy and
ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS
stop the ride i want to get off
If it’s enough to scare Shadman away I can’t even look at it
Lmfao I used to do commissions for this person.
You got to one fucked up guy if shadman refuses to draw your commission.
If for whatever reason you want to look further into this guy here is a kiwifarms forum post on the fella
/ck/ is the natural habitat of the least potent, most empty people “surviving” in society. you cannot make a thread like this and identify with your environment enough to enthusiastically share it like this without being, in some sense, already dead
Please do yourself a favor and fucking click on this thread
I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.
I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.
That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.
Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.
Thank you man at McDonalds.
The milkshake saved my life
I hope you all can read this and remember to be kind
The smallest of gestures can save a life. My Mum answered her phone when I called and I am alive today because of that.
I’m glad you’re here.
It’s a phone call, a milkshake, a friend.
I feel like I shouldn’t keep reblogging this but when I do more people see what kindness can do…. I don’t know. Love everyone as yourself.
Nah, keep rebloging it. It gives hope.
walked sobbing around a city once wearing a summer dress in mid-september thunder and rain. basically dragged myself into LUSH as the smell of the store always made me smile. the shop was empty and dead due to the weather, just this blonde short woman behind the counter who smiled at me. i stared at her feet and asked ‘do you have anything for people who are scared a lot?’ (i was so out of it i had no clue). she showed me two bath bombs, one pink and one blue, and said both were good – i chose the pink, paid for it and left. i then sat at a bus stop clutching the LUSH bag in one arm and my prescription meds in the other – i’d lied and ordered a refill so i could just drift away with sleeping pills. when the bus arrived and i was out of the rain, i decided to have another look at my bath bomb, smell it and what not. opened my bag and saw she’d put the blue one in there for me as well and written on the receipt ‘feel better soon 🙂 hope you like x’.
no one had ever been so selflessly kind to me before, i didn’t know what to do with it except hang around long enough to use the other bath bomb.
Actually I’m going to reblog this again because of the truth of the inverse: think of any time you have been casually cruel or petty to someone for humor or because you weren’t in a great mood.
The power of small gestures goes both ways.
It’s nice hearing how one simple act of kindness can impact someone’s life in a big way. This is what we need in this world
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