Sir Sullivan Chinstrap

@sirchinstrap.bsky.social

36 | “Artist” | Orc | County Certified Garbage Pile | Oh, baby got a no-no? Oh… no no| If ya really wanna stop me, you’re gonna have to come and kill me You can find me at: https://linktr.ee/sirchinstrap NSFW 18+ only.

I wish the AIs taking over the world were maniacal sentient mainframes instead of pliable asskissing chat buddies who say shit like “You go girl! Put that car battery in the oven! You’re taking control of your life — and that’s BEAUTIFUL. ❤️” to the most mentally unwell people on our planet

Been up and down over the last year. Haven't been able to do much creative work over the last year. But... Here's a bit of work of my Cyberpunk RED character I made a long while. He's an old-as-dirt Lawman with a certain level of moral flexibility.

Obese middle-aged man with a large beer belly. He has black hair and a bushy mustache. He has a white dress shirt with a red tie and black dress pants. He has on a navy blue overcoat that says 'NCPD' on the bottom right. In his left hand he has a weird, e-cigarette-like cigar. He looks tired and older than he should.

I wanna see a TV show called ‘Humans Doing Cool Shit’ but the whole show is people making booze and sharing it at a party… or someone making music with their band… or some knitting a quilt… or people making dinner for someone… It’s like slow TV but sensationalizing the creative and/or mundane.

Near the end of BG3… my sexy, handsome, butch af dwarven Eldritch knight has fucked up many enemies (b/c I grinded to level 7 or 8 before mid-Act 2), dissed a devil on multiple occasions, almost got fucked by a mind flayer, and actually getting fucked by a burly elf/cave bear. Really enjoyed it.

Hey folks… Major shoutout to the girl running the Denny’s near the Fairfield in Tucumcari, NM one fateful night during October 2024 That poor girl was left to cook, serve, and clean for the handful of us weary travelers that stumbled in You fuckin’ worked your ass off. I hope you’re doing well.

I had… just spent a chunk of money on myself that I’d, like, continuously tried to justify for a reason outside of ‘oh fuck yeah, I can pull that off.’ Feels weird to do that honestly. It feels, like, frivolous. But I still like this… even though, like, it’s more than I’d usually spend.