hi previous anon who said "Your very airy but pointed writing is my favorite style of writing I can get behind. " with a very long long ask.

I read your work "honeydew toxicity event" and im not gonna lie that definitely rewired my brain... in a cool way. Some of the comments found some slight sexual gratification with what happened to the MC but i will say that that wasnt what i felt, but i was morbidly invested. ur stuff is literally filled 2 the brim with this fascination w just... nasty gross unorthodox strange near torture shit and i find it so. so cool.
i find the deeper themes of it very interesting... Sometimes I underestimate my reading comprehension because I was surprised by a commenter having the same interpretation as i did on it...
The swelling torment of a gamer tainted by the "astroturfed internet". His compulsive comfort of drinking mountain dew acts as the seed and the water that grows and swells into something unable to be hidden, and embraced by online friends. They acted as a basking of comfort in a moment of pure naked embarassment... Its poetic. Also i like seeing. things happen to strange men.

Recently Bought Serious Weakness. it seems to be a long. Tough read. But im hoping to embark on it (whenever these ADHD meds finaly kick in.) Im a gay dude with a strange relationship w gender so im hoping this yaoi with the crazy tags on it really give me a read to read. But i have a feeling with your pen it will be something to remember

Hope u enjoyed reading all this as much as i did typing it!

I’ve only read cunt chapter 1 and I’m ineloquent but I want to send you my most immediate most raw meat most cerebrospinal fluid still steaming thoughts: rubichan, in the state he’s in, as obliterated and ravaged and total loss as he is, crafting something like that… it can’t be easy, right? he’s working so hard and so desperately? For connection for comprehension for destruction for annihilation…… a creature of frayed and flayed flesh and bone and nerves seeking infrared-homing vengeful pitiful……. I drink this yaoi bouqet for that alone so deeply, and the saw film dubcon is just. Infinite chef’s kiss. I can’t believe I get to read more of this, of him and them!!!

i'm a ''''game developer'''' (i made one game that got streamed by a kind of shitty but very popular guy 10 years ago) and i've been trying to make a new game but the first game i made was extremely full of copyrighted material because i just built it out of whatever i wanted, whatever came to mind, including mp3s on my desktop and things i just googled and added without a second thought.

now, broke and desperate, i have been forced by the Machine that zaps me whenever i can't pay it money to create something Monetizable™. i am trying to build the game but i am stricken with David Lynch's Thought Poison™ ("I didn't really feel like I had permission to make it my own. (...) little by little, I was subconsciously making compromises-- knowing I couldn't go here and not wanting to go there. I just fell, you know, into this middle world. It was a sad place to be.") because the part of me that just wants to put whatever the fuck I want into the game is fighting against the anxiety of knowing if I use AI textures or ogg files of 12 second loops from songs I like or pictures of public figures or art from random sources or fonts that I got from questionably legal websites that even if I make a really good game that I'm proud of, I won't be able to sell it to help myself pay the Eternal Zapping Machine. how do I navigate this moral and existential crisis?