😭

everdyday from the hsm ost TT.TT

“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as you’re not romanticizing it”

“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as it’s your way of coping with your trauma”

“you can write non-con and dark fics as long as —”

actually, anybody — including you — can write non-con and dark fics, and any other fucked up things, however they want, for whatever reasons.

wanna romanticize the fuck out of your non-con / dead dove do not eat fic? go ahead. don’t let anybody stop you from creating the art you want to create.

wanna write non-con fic even if you were never a victim? go ahead. you don’t have to meet any specific criteria in order to create the art you want to create.

just tag your works properly so that you don’t accidentally expose those who might not want to be exposed to such topics to the topics, and you’re all good.

art does not have to be for everybody.

art has never been strictly about rainbow and sunshine. art can also be about the horror and the macabre.

art can be outright disgusting and messed up, and being disgusting and messed up can be just what makes the art a masterpiece.

write whatever you want to write and say fuck you to censorship.

this one is sweet and funny

A Henchman’s Resignation

You’ve been a loyal minion for years, but you’re officially done. You try to quit, but your villain boss keeps guilt-tripping you into staying.

Journalism

pukicho dont try to go deep in me now

every porn ad is always 'hot milfs in your area', 'big boob woman in your city', etc etc, and never 'intelligent minds’ or ‘hot souls in your zone'

damn im not okay lol

Bruises are an erogenous zone

i think that all the ppl this happens to, me included (especially the days after an update) simply were not loved enough as children

like, if dad had been like "yo, whats that, show it to me. Omg, I love ur drawing! 💖🌈🌱🫶" instead of in some hotel cheating on mom, this wouldnt be an issue now. and mom... lets not talk abt mom lol

how I be staring at my ao3 inbox waiting hopelessly for a comment:

sounds like a plan

Nothing like staying up all night drinking wine, eating chocolate covered strawberries and being hunched over my laptop in my cold dorm writing fanfiction at 2 am.

except the goddess part thats me lol

Cast out by your family, disowned by your mom, you are alone in the world. You stumble into the abandoned temple of a Goddess and in your heart, adopt her as your mother. You wake up the next morning to her leaning over you. "Welcome home, my son."