Dear Long-Time Viewers (& Churning Homunculus of Faceless Internet Trolls):

I’m posting this letter on my profile and at the end of each of my stories to let you know that I’ve since moved on from this profile and the fanfics contained herein.

I took a break from writing back in 2018 to focus on my combination lemonade stand and leg waxing business. I intended to only be gone for 6 months or so. Alas, the business venture performed much better than I anticipated, and 6 months quickly turned into a 2-year absence wherein I did more cocaine and plowed through so many supermodel pussies and twink buttholes that I completely lost sight of who I was as a person. I would get up at the crack of noon and pad half-naked through the limestone halls of my Buenos Aires mountaintop villa, catching sight of the bronzed visage of the chiseled Greek god I’d become in one of my many Louis the 18th replica floor-to-ceiling gilded mirrors and wonder whatever happened to the sweet, pale-skinned and sickly fanfiction writer I’d once been. The starry-eyed wunderkind writing up free, high-quality illicit pedo smut for the faceless denizens of the internet to enjoy in the comfort and privacy of their darkened bedrooms, scrolling with one hand while stimulating themselves to climax with the other.

Alas ~ too much time has passed since the last time I worked on any of these fics, and the creative flame I had for them has long-since died down. I’ve lost my connection to these works. Thus, I’ll leave most of them up - and incomplete - as a kind of memorial shrine to my past greatness.

A long-time fan on AO3 has expressed interest in taking over some of the projects (Kenny McCormick: BJ Queen and Wine Coolers if I remember correctly) with the intent of re-vamping them and continuing them on. I’m giving these away freely and with no conditions, so if you happen to see them crop up on someone else’s feed with changes, a new title, etc., know that that’s why. I don’t know what their intentions are going forward, nor do I care - I’m entirely too busy overseeing the pool boy as he attempts to dislodge used condoms and soggy 1000 Argentine peso banknotes from the wall skimmer in my Olympic-sized lap pool shaped like an uncut black dick.

Please know that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all the feedback on my stories over the years - both the positive feedback from my fans AND the rabid, frenzied moralizing and gatekeeping from all the neckbearded internet trolls. They saw all the warnings and the search tags, decided to click on the story anyway, read 8 or 9 lengthy chapters worth, and only then found the moral backbone with which to leave a boring, misspelled and punctuation-free vitriolic review. Rest assured, I masturbated myself to completion every night using their righteous tears as lube.

As I leave you, know this: you are all my children, and I am your god-regent upon this earth. All beneficence stems from me and me alone. I give and I take away - both at my leisure, as suits me. Never, EVER forget that.

Acknowledge me as your Christ, mortal, and fear.

Yours in Memoriam,

Deiter G.

29 June 2021