Well, now you've done it. You started thinking deeply about what the social and political infrastructures of your imagined world would have to look like for that weird porn scenario you came up with to make sense, thereby establishing a very specific set of mental associations, and now reading about residential zoning laws gives you a boner.

Being as Dracula Daily is starting up again in about three days, I think this is a perfect opportunity, as we follow along this year, to play the PG-13 game.

For the unfamiliar, the PG-13 game is as follows: you are allowed to insert one and only one instance of the word "fuck" into the text as written. For maximum impact, where do you put it?

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in general I think this website has a serious problem about wanting to feel smugly superior about Literally Everything without spending even five seconds thinking about it first

DO IT

Masculine and feminine are not inherently opposites or mutually exclusive, no matter what some people might think.

Imagine I am trying to write a good action movie. There are a lot of dipshits out there who think that action movies and, say, romance movies, are fundamentally opposites. They are wrong. And it becomes obvious once you start trying to give someone advice on how to write an action movie.

If someone says "a good action movie has relatable characters", the person saying "oh, so romance movies can't have relatable characters?" is just as off base as the person saying "right! Action movies have amazing awesome relatable characters, not like stupid romance movies, that absolutely can't."

If someone asks, "How do I be a good man?" and someone suggests "you should stand up for people who need help", commenting "oh, so women don't do that?" and "yes, what a TRUE MASCULINE VIRTUE THAT WOMEN CAN NEVER UNDERSTAND" are both unhelpful distracting bullshit.

thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

its important to do this every time a museum or school thinks this is a good idea

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If you think about it, the power of friendship (and incredible violence) is what killed Julius Caesar. If you don't have any friends, you can only stab a guy with two knives, tops.

The power of friendship versus the power of incredible violence is a false dichotomy. The violence of which you are capable all by yourself lies firmly within the sphere of the credible. It is the power of friendship which enables the power of incredible violence.

Look, I agree that trying to sell folks on original fiction by citing fanfic tropes is asinine, but at least "oh, it's got enemies to lovers!" tells you something substantive about the plot and characters. I once had somebody try to convince me to read a work of original fiction by telling me that it has a romance with a height gap.

learned today (after googling it upon seeing the "Sadomasochism Brothers" post) that masochism was named by a psychiatrist who had read Leopold von Sacher-Masoch's erotic writing and was like "I feel safe in concluding that this man had Fucked-Up Freak Sex Disorder, which now until forever will bear his name", while von Sacher-Masoch was still alive. there are accounts of von Sacher-Masoch being like "bro what the fuck" about this