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Sometimes I Feel Like Half My World Building Hangups Are Just Me Stubbornly Trying To Fit A Square Through
Sometimes I feel like half my world building hangups are just me stubbornly trying to fit a square through a circle. It’s not even really a hangup most people would share even. Like how many other people are going to care if their fetish art has fringe things in it that don’t actually make sense when you sit down and consider them? Almost nobody probably. If they can suspend their disbelief for vore they can probably suspend it for just about anything. But then another part of me points out that there are two factors in suspending disbelief: one in the control of the reader the other in the control of the author and then I begin getting a headache again.
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Me: *looking at my steamy vore journal entries*
This Blog: *Specifically exists to vent those things to the world*
Me: Nah too steamy *doesn’t transcribe them*
You know another thing that doesn’t go well with fetish art? Serious themes. Now mind you, I’ve seen fetish art with serious themes. Heck I’ve seen fetish art where the serious themes are essentially the fetish and still manage to be done well. But just cause it can be done doesn’t mean it’s not fucking hard to pull off.
Is there a hashtag for “I wish I could somehow be Neil Gaiman and slip an obvious fetish into a serious philosophical story about the state of American society and have it not only fit but add to the overall themes of the story?” It’s not even that I particularly think fetish art needs to be mainstream, I just covet the sheer talent you’d need to pull it off.
You know I just realized it’s pride month. Should I dust off some of my F/F vore drafts and expose to the world how utterly cringe I am at writing lesbians? You know what? This is a rhetorical question, you’re getting lesbians.
When a pred whose been waiting to get a specific prey breathes out “Finally” in a voice that has so much tenderness it’s hard to reconcile the fact the pred intends to devour the being they have pinned beneath them.