yukidragon
yukidragon
Yuki Dragon
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I'm Yuki (she/her 44), a writer and artist living with chronic pain and illness. I might take a while to answer asks, but I appreciate every single one of them. Your kind words and comments on my works really inspire me to continue writing and sharing what I create. Thank you for being patient with me. This blog contains posts that have mature themes not suitable for those under 18 years of age.Minors, please do not interact. Co-Writing Blog - Dragon and Tiger (This is the blog you'll see when I like/follow/reply to your posts.)Ask Blogs (on Hiatus) Pokemon - Ask RGB Undertale - Risen Child Archive of Our Own deviantArt FanFiction.net Pixiv Twitter YouTube Pillowfort Blue Sky
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yukidragon · 10 hours ago
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Jack really said, "Challenge accepted." Beautiful colors and shading. Jack looks so fun as a gummy bear man. Though May and her expression really steals the show for me. Sorry Jack, but your pretty bear chest can't compete with her personality.
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He can't just magically make her feel better!! Or can he...?
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on being yourself
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yukidragon · 10 hours ago
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you're doing good. you know that right?
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yukidragon · 10 hours ago
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i know we're only shreds of the infinite and all but for the record it's been an honor to exist during this blink of space and time with you
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yukidragon · 10 hours ago
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Alright kids say it with me
My thoughts don’t make me a bad person
My feelings don’t make me a bad person
My thoughts, feelings, and impulses only exist inside my head, and none of it matters unless I act on it
Nobody can see my thoughts or emotions
The only things anyone can see and judge me on are my actions
There’s no such thing as a thought crime
thank u
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yukidragon · 10 hours ago
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If you have a friend that wants to vent to you but doesn't want solutions but you are a solutions-oriented person, may I suggest Silly Solutions (TM)? For instance, whenever my friend complains about the people at her job being dumb, I remind her that if only one of us had studied engineering, we could create a giant hippo robot with laser eyes to destroy them. It fulfills my need to offer a solution, doesn't violate her boundary of not wanting to problem solve, AND it cheers us both up!
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allow yourself to be a beginner
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yukidragon · 1 day ago
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Thank you. I'm glad that you're excited to see it. Your encouragement means the world to me. 💖
Sunny Day Jack Fan Game
You read that right. I am officially announcing that I am now working on a fan game based on Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack.
For those who might be worried, I promise you that this isn't an April Fool's Day Prank. This will be a real visual novel programmed in Ren'py.
I want to emphasize these important key points about the project.
This is an unofficial fan game with no involvement from SnaccPop.
Any assets created/owned by SnaccPop will not be used and neither will any lines from the official voice acting cast.
This fan game will be free to download for Adults Only.
This project will take a long time to complete.
I want to especially stress that last part. I will be writing and programming this game myself when I have the time and energy to do so. Both of these are often in short supply due to my chronic illness and real life obligations. I want to take things slowly and be mindful of what I can and can't do when it comes to making this game.
The game will be primarily text-based and focus on the player's choices and preferences as they romance one of four love interests. Art and sound assets will be minimal unless donated by kind volunteers, so think of this as more of a choose-your-own-adventure kind of experience, or an extra layer to my usual fanfics posted here.
On that note, I want to share with you this little writing exercise I made as practice. It's a short scene with three choices you, the reader, can select. There won't be any links due to tumblr limitations, but the start of each choice section will be divided clearly for easy scrolling.
I want to mention too that this scene and these choices won't necessarily be part of the game itself. This is just me stretching my writing muscles and getting into the mindset of creating different choices for players to have their own unique experience. This is my first visual novel after all, and that means I have a lot to learn. Expect more writing exercises, teasers, and other posts related to my work on this project in the future.
With that said, I hope you enjoy the experience and following me on this new adventure. I truly am grateful for all feedback and words of encouragement. Thank you! 💖
@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps
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I wake up to the sound of rain.
It’s been raining for three days straight now.
I wonder if it’ll ever stop.
The patter of rain is a soothing thrum in the background, and the clouds dull the fierce bite of the morning sun outside my window, covering the world in a gentle blanket of gray. It all surrounds me in a dreamy atmosphere, inviting me back to the land of sleep.
I don’t have to do any work at my soul-crushing job in my dreams. Even when I wind up at work, something crazy always happens to take me away from the monotony. Things don’t have to make sense in a dream. It’s just an amazing, fantastic experience.
Maybe that's why I brought a piece of my dream world into reality.
“Good morning, Sunshine.”
And here he is with the rising of the dawn in all his cheerful technicolor glory, Sunny Day Jack.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
[I open my eyes.]
[Damn it.]
.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
I don’t have the energy to return Jack’s warm greeting. I don’t open my eyes or even so much as twitch. I’m just so exhausted.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Regardless, I’d say I’ve earned some extra sleep.
Maybe if I play dead, Jack will show me mercy and allow me to rest in peace.
Then again, when has Sunny Day Jack ever allowed a morning to pass by without some sunshine?
“Hey.”
His voice is soft, but not so soft that I can ignore it. I feel the weight of his hand on my shoulder, the warmth of his skin seeping through both his glove and the blanket to reach mine.
“I know you’re tired. You had a long day yesterday, and you worked so hard. But you’ve got another shift today and you need to get up.”
I groan. I can’t help it. Curse you capitalist society!
“I know, I know, working isn’t very fun, but you don’t have to face it alone.”
His words are warm and soothing, just like his touch as he gives me another gentle nudge. With a weary sigh, I finally relent and peel open my eyes to face the gloomy day.
The first thing I see, as I do most mornings, is none other than the colorful clown giant looming above me. Sunny Day Jack graces me with one of his winning smiles as he gives my shoulder a little squeeze.
“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
...
[I open my eyes.]
I slowly peel my eyes open to the stinging sunlight. I can only be grateful for the clouds outside and the closed blinds shielding me from the worst of it.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
“Morning,” I mumble, only for my words to distort hazily into a yawn that I stifle behind my hand.
“Aww… Still sleepy?”
The world around me is a haze of color that I have to scrub from my unfocused eyes. Streaks of red, yellow, and especially blue assault my senses and make it a fight to clear my vision.
What awaits me when I can finally see is the smiling face of Sunny Day Jack hovering over me. Even bent over as he is, he still stands tall, a giant painted in primary colors. His size and his muscles could intimidate anyone, but I can’t help but feel at ease as I see the pure adoration on his face as he looks at me.
...
[Damn it.]
Damn it, Jack. My alarm hasn’t even gone off yet.
Fuck it. Nope. Not getting up. You can’t make me.
Yesterday was a shitshow, and I deserve some sleep.
Well, sleep and a massage. My shoulders are killing me from all that scrubbing.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Anyway, no giant clown or figment of my imagination is dragging me out of this bed for love or money.
Today it’s just me, my bed, the sheets, and every second of sleep I can squeeze out of them.
“Hey now, It’s time to get up, sleepyhead.”
Jack tries to sound cheerful about it, almost singing the words, but his chipper tone has the opposite effect on me.
Fuck that.
I pull the blankets up over my head with a displeased grunt.
“Come on, you’re not going to be stubborn are you?”
I respond by rolling towards the wall and away from the world and the colorful clown trying to make me face it.
Jack sighs.
“I see, so it’s one of those mornings, is it?”
You bet your ass, clown boy.
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yukidragon · 1 day ago
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Thank you for the feedback and encouragement! It helps a lot. 💖
Sunny Day Jack Fan Game
You read that right. I am officially announcing that I am now working on a fan game based on Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack.
For those who might be worried, I promise you that this isn't an April Fool's Day Prank. This will be a real visual novel programmed in Ren'py.
I want to emphasize these important key points about the project.
This is an unofficial fan game with no involvement from SnaccPop.
Any assets created/owned by SnaccPop will not be used and neither will any lines from the official voice acting cast.
This fan game will be free to download for Adults Only.
This project will take a long time to complete.
I want to especially stress that last part. I will be writing and programming this game myself when I have the time and energy to do so. Both of these are often in short supply due to my chronic illness and real life obligations. I want to take things slowly and be mindful of what I can and can't do when it comes to making this game.
The game will be primarily text-based and focus on the player's choices and preferences as they romance one of four love interests. Art and sound assets will be minimal unless donated by kind volunteers, so think of this as more of a choose-your-own-adventure kind of experience, or an extra layer to my usual fanfics posted here.
On that note, I want to share with you this little writing exercise I made as practice. It's a short scene with three choices you, the reader, can select. There won't be any links due to tumblr limitations, but the start of each choice section will be divided clearly for easy scrolling.
I want to mention too that this scene and these choices won't necessarily be part of the game itself. This is just me stretching my writing muscles and getting into the mindset of creating different choices for players to have their own unique experience. This is my first visual novel after all, and that means I have a lot to learn. Expect more writing exercises, teasers, and other posts related to my work on this project in the future.
With that said, I hope you enjoy the experience and following me on this new adventure. I truly am grateful for all feedback and words of encouragement. Thank you! 💖
@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps
...
I wake up to the sound of rain.
It’s been raining for three days straight now.
I wonder if it’ll ever stop.
The patter of rain is a soothing thrum in the background, and the clouds dull the fierce bite of the morning sun outside my window, covering the world in a gentle blanket of gray. It all surrounds me in a dreamy atmosphere, inviting me back to the land of sleep.
I don’t have to do any work at my soul-crushing job in my dreams. Even when I wind up at work, something crazy always happens to take me away from the monotony. Things don’t have to make sense in a dream. It’s just an amazing, fantastic experience.
Maybe that's why I brought a piece of my dream world into reality.
“Good morning, Sunshine.”
And here he is with the rising of the dawn in all his cheerful technicolor glory, Sunny Day Jack.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
[I open my eyes.]
[Damn it.]
.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
I don’t have the energy to return Jack’s warm greeting. I don’t open my eyes or even so much as twitch. I’m just so exhausted.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Regardless, I’d say I’ve earned some extra sleep.
Maybe if I play dead, Jack will show me mercy and allow me to rest in peace.
Then again, when has Sunny Day Jack ever allowed a morning to pass by without some sunshine?
“Hey.”
His voice is soft, but not so soft that I can ignore it. I feel the weight of his hand on my shoulder, the warmth of his skin seeping through both his glove and the blanket to reach mine.
“I know you’re tired. You had a long day yesterday, and you worked so hard. But you’ve got another shift today and you need to get up.”
I groan. I can’t help it. Curse you capitalist society!
“I know, I know, working isn’t very fun, but you don’t have to face it alone.”
His words are warm and soothing, just like his touch as he gives me another gentle nudge. With a weary sigh, I finally relent and peel open my eyes to face the gloomy day.
The first thing I see, as I do most mornings, is none other than the colorful clown giant looming above me. Sunny Day Jack graces me with one of his winning smiles as he gives my shoulder a little squeeze.
“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
...
[I open my eyes.]
I slowly peel my eyes open to the stinging sunlight. I can only be grateful for the clouds outside and the closed blinds shielding me from the worst of it.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
“Morning,” I mumble, only for my words to distort hazily into a yawn that I stifle behind my hand.
“Aww… Still sleepy?”
The world around me is a haze of color that I have to scrub from my unfocused eyes. Streaks of red, yellow, and especially blue assault my senses and make it a fight to clear my vision.
What awaits me when I can finally see is the smiling face of Sunny Day Jack hovering over me. Even bent over as he is, he still stands tall, a giant painted in primary colors. His size and his muscles could intimidate anyone, but I can’t help but feel at ease as I see the pure adoration on his face as he looks at me.
...
[Damn it.]
Damn it, Jack. My alarm hasn’t even gone off yet.
Fuck it. Nope. Not getting up. You can’t make me.
Yesterday was a shitshow, and I deserve some sleep.
Well, sleep and a massage. My shoulders are killing me from all that scrubbing.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Anyway, no giant clown or figment of my imagination is dragging me out of this bed for love or money.
Today it’s just me, my bed, the sheets, and every second of sleep I can squeeze out of them.
“Hey now, It’s time to get up, sleepyhead.”
Jack tries to sound cheerful about it, almost singing the words, but his chipper tone has the opposite effect on me.
Fuck that.
I pull the blankets up over my head with a displeased grunt.
“Come on, you’re not going to be stubborn are you?”
I respond by rolling towards the wall and away from the world and the colorful clown trying to make me face it.
Jack sighs.
“I see, so it’s one of those mornings, is it?”
You bet your ass, clown boy.
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yukidragon · 1 day ago
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Sunny Day Jack Fan Game
You read that right. I am officially announcing that I am now working on a fan game based on Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack.
For those who might be worried, I promise you that this isn't an April Fool's Day Prank. This will be a real visual novel programmed in Ren'py.
I want to emphasize these important key points about the project.
This is an unofficial fan game with no involvement from SnaccPop.
Any assets created/owned by SnaccPop will not be used and neither will any lines from the official voice acting cast.
This fan game will be free to download for Adults Only.
This project will take a long time to complete.
I want to especially stress that last part. I will be writing and programming this game myself when I have the time and energy to do so. Both of these are often in short supply due to my chronic illness and real life obligations. I want to take things slowly and be mindful of what I can and can't do when it comes to making this game.
The game will be primarily text-based and focus on the player's choices and preferences as they romance one of four love interests. Art and sound assets will be minimal unless donated by kind volunteers, so think of this as more of a choose-your-own-adventure kind of experience, or an extra layer to my usual fanfics posted here.
On that note, I want to share with you this little writing exercise I made as practice. It's a short scene with three choices you, the reader, can select. There won't be any links due to tumblr limitations, but the start of each choice section will be divided clearly for easy scrolling.
I want to mention too that this scene and these choices won't necessarily be part of the game itself. This is just me stretching my writing muscles and getting into the mindset of creating different choices for players to have their own unique experience. This is my first visual novel after all, and that means I have a lot to learn. Expect more writing exercises, teasers, and other posts related to my work on this project in the future.
With that said, I hope you enjoy the experience and following me on this new adventure. I truly am grateful for all feedback and words of encouragement. Thank you! 💖
@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps
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I wake up to the sound of rain.
It’s been raining for three days straight now.
I wonder if it’ll ever stop.
The patter of rain is a soothing thrum in the background, and the clouds dull the fierce bite of the morning sun outside my window, covering the world in a gentle blanket of gray. It all surrounds me in a dreamy atmosphere, inviting me back to the land of sleep.
I don’t have to do any work at my soul-crushing job in my dreams. Even when I wind up at work, something crazy always happens to take me away from the monotony. Things don’t have to make sense in a dream. It’s just an amazing, fantastic experience.
Maybe that's why I brought a piece of my dream world into reality.
“Good morning, Sunshine.”
And here he is with the rising of the dawn in all his cheerful technicolor glory, Sunny Day Jack.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
[I open my eyes.]
[Damn it.]
.
[I’m too tired to respond.]
I don’t have the energy to return Jack’s warm greeting. I don’t open my eyes or even so much as twitch. I’m just so exhausted.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Regardless, I’d say I’ve earned some extra sleep.
Maybe if I play dead, Jack will show me mercy and allow me to rest in peace.
Then again, when has Sunny Day Jack ever allowed a morning to pass by without some sunshine?
“Hey.”
His voice is soft, but not so soft that I can ignore it. I feel the weight of his hand on my shoulder, the warmth of his skin seeping through both his glove and the blanket to reach mine.
“I know you’re tired. You had a long day yesterday, and you worked so hard. But you’ve got another shift today and you need to get up.”
I groan. I can’t help it. Curse you capitalist society!
“I know, I know, working isn’t very fun, but you don’t have to face it alone.”
His words are warm and soothing, just like his touch as he gives me another gentle nudge. With a weary sigh, I finally relent and peel open my eyes to face the gloomy day.
The first thing I see, as I do most mornings, is none other than the colorful clown giant looming above me. Sunny Day Jack graces me with one of his winning smiles as he gives my shoulder a little squeeze.
“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
...
[I open my eyes.]
I slowly peel my eyes open to the stinging sunlight. I can only be grateful for the clouds outside and the closed blinds shielding me from the worst of it.
Yesterday was grueling.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
“Morning,” I mumble, only for my words to distort hazily into a yawn that I stifle behind my hand.
“Aww… Still sleepy?”
The world around me is a haze of color that I have to scrub from my unfocused eyes. Streaks of red, yellow, and especially blue assault my senses and make it a fight to clear my vision.
What awaits me when I can finally see is the smiling face of Sunny Day Jack hovering over me. Even bent over as he is, he still stands tall, a giant painted in primary colors. His size and his muscles could intimidate anyone, but I can’t help but feel at ease as I see the pure adoration on his face as he looks at me.
...
[Damn it.]
Damn it, Jack. My alarm hasn’t even gone off yet.
Fuck it. Nope. Not getting up. You can’t make me.
Yesterday was a shitshow, and I deserve some sleep.
Well, sleep and a massage. My shoulders are killing me from all that scrubbing.
What those kids did to the boy’s room yesterday was unspeakable. The less I think about the horrors I had to endure while cleaning that mess, the better.
The only bright side was the overtime I scored for that nightmare.
Well, that and seeing my penny-pinching boss beg a little before he upped the rate from time and a half to double.
I’m not sure if it says more about me or my coworkers that I was the only one willing to take him up on that offer.
Anyway, no giant clown or figment of my imagination is dragging me out of this bed for love or money.
Today it’s just me, my bed, the sheets, and every second of sleep I can squeeze out of them.
“Hey now, It’s time to get up, sleepyhead.”
Jack tries to sound cheerful about it, almost singing the words, but his chipper tone has the opposite effect on me.
Fuck that.
I pull the blankets up over my head with a displeased grunt.
“Come on, you’re not going to be stubborn are you?”
I respond by rolling towards the wall and away from the world and the colorful clown trying to make me face it.
Jack sighs.
“I see, so it’s one of those mornings, is it?”
You bet your ass, clown boy.
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yukidragon · 2 days ago
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now say it with me: authors/artists dont owe you moral purity. an author/artist job is not to hold you by the hand & tell you exactly what is Good™ & what is Bad™. you should be able to think for yourself
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yukidragon · 2 days ago
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heartbreaking:
girl has sooooooo many ambitions and ideas for projects but can only get 1.5 basic tasks done per day
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Marvel Voices: Pride (2023) - "Everything's Coming Up Aces"
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yukidragon · 2 days ago
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there's been plenty of pushback against youtube's plan to age-check users by using an AI to analyze everyone's watching habits, but amidst that, i spotted this playlist circulating among some teens:
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interesting! they're trying to trick the AI by watching videos that have a primarily adult viewer demographic? well im a curious fella so naturally i have to take a look-see, and
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yukidragon · 2 days ago
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Tbh I think fandom generally needs to get better at sitting with the uncomfortable fact that a story/fanwork/meme/whatever can hurt one person and help another
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