I think that one thing people fail to understand is that unsolicited literary criticism coming from an online stranger who is reading with no knowledge of what the authors intended goal is, is not going to be received the same as say: the authors beta reader or friends who know what the authors intended goal and has the sufficient knowledge and input to help the author reach that desired outcome.
"But I'm only trying to be helpful" How do I know you have the knowledge and literary skill for you to be able to actaully do that when we don't know each other and you are essentially a stranger to me? Are you applying this criticism based out of personal biased experience and desire to see the story or characterization be driven in another direction or tweaked, or do you know the author's intentions for the character? If the story is incomplete, are you basing your criticism of a character on the incomplete narration with only partial information available of them or are you building up a report until the story's completion? Did the author provide you with the information needed to make a fully informed criticism?
Have you discussed with the author what their plans are or are you assuming them based off the narration, especially if the narration is proven or implied to be unreliable or missing key points of the plot? Are you unbiased enough to help them reach their desired outcome for the characters and story regardless of your personal feelings towards the characters/antagonists and setting? Can you handle being told your specific input isn't wanted because you're a reader and/or have no written anything relating to their genre or topic? Do you understand and respect that the author's personal experiences might influence their writing and make it different than how you would have done it personally? Do you understand if an author only wants input from a specific demographic relating to their story?
If it's for fanfiction or other hobby media, are you holding a free hobby to a professional standard? Are you trying to give criticism because you feel like the author has produced 'subpar job performance' of their fic? Are you viewing their work as a personal intimate outlet or something that must conform with mass media? Are you applying rules and guidelines when the fic is shared for simple sharing sake? Is your criticism worded appropriately and focused on the parts where the author has requested input on rather than a general dismissal and or disapproval?
Have you put yourself in a place where you assumed you have the input needed for the story to evolve better, or have you asked what the author needs and what they're having trouble with? Can you handle having your criticism rejected if the author decides their story doesn't need the change and not take it as a personal offense against your character? Are you crossing that boundary because you think you are doing the author a favor? Are you trying to be helpful, or do you just want to be?
I think sometimes when people hear authors go 'please don't give me unsolicited writing advice or criticism' they automatically chalk it up to 'this author doesn't want ANY constructive feedback on their stuff at all' and not "i already have trusted individuals who will help me with my writing goals and- hey i don't know you like that, please stop acting so overly familiar with me'
Pretty little thing
Desperate for a favor
A glance or a graze
Your adoration is adorable
It's almost enough to give in
You would accept anything wouldn't you?
Whether it be punishment or praise
It's all the same to you
Anything for attention
For the drug that you covet
Where is your pride?
Your dignity?
Have you lost it all for me?
Addicted to my presence
Your desperation clouds your gaze
And makes you all the more willing for me
Such a pitiful little thing
So pliable and sweet
Yet nothing more than
A sinner who craves piety
Thank you! Your other works are also very good but I really liked "the idea of sickness." I haven't seen a mutually destructive(?) one written like that before so it made me want to write a piece for it. bsjacx that's such a high compliment especially since it was such an impulsive piece- I'm glad you liked it!!
The vengeance of a wretched god
Whose forgiveness is cruel
And their hunger unabating
They eat and eat
Consume til they burst
Adoration and devotion rots their teeth
Guilt and sorrow taints their tongue
Blood, sweat and tears seep into their throat
As souls line their stomach
It's not enough
Nothing is enough
A god hungers
And a soul yearns
For the piece that was torn
Lost in darkened void
They ache for something to fill the hole
That is all that remains of what they lost
To feel complete and whole
To return to a time before
When things were kinder, simpler
When hunger was not all that they were
@myuni-moon A little piece inspired by your writing. I hope you'll enjoy it.
word count: 2.4K content warnings: i think this one works better without too specific warnings, but general content warning for heavy yandere content and everything that comes with that, including kidnapping, torture, explicit physical abuse, drugging and so on. ← NOT kidding please heed the warnings
a/n: wanted to try something a different style since i think my dialogue could use some improvement. so this is 100% dialogue and is meant to read like a dialogue script!
Ah, y-you're back… You're… finally back…
…Paid? You got… paid? Did you… are you selling me off to someone else? O-oh, you mean my ransom finally got paid… by my family…
Right, you did mention that…
…
…You're not going to hit me for disobeying you, or forgetting? N-no? Because you're… not that cruel?
Wait, does that mean that. That when you ripped off my nails o-on camera, it wasn't so you could… so you could rewatch the recording and enjoy my pathetic crying and wailing? O-oh… I see…
I… I guess that does make more sense. I mean, who would… who would want to record something like that for their own sick pleasure, right?
Hii— I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you! Of course it's—of course it's fine if you want to record something like that for yourself! Someone like me has no right to com—
Ah, a joke…
Of course I'm relieved. I'm just…
…
I'm not used to you not digging your nails into my cheeks every time I dare look away from you…
And, um, well. This doesn't. It doesn't feel real, you know? It's been five months since you, uh, p-placed me in… well, kidnapped me. B-being free again sound so… surreal…
This isn't… some sick joke, right? It's really not? You promise?
I-I'm glad. …Thank you.
…Huh? There's something seriously wrong with me if I thank you after everything you've done to me? W-well! You know!
…I don't sound very thankful? That's, um…
…
…Do you want me to get knees and kiss your shoes? You'd need to unbind me for that th—No! Of course I'm kidding! I'm—
O-oh, you're really… you're really doing it, you're really unbinding me. I, wow…
You must really trust me…
W-well, yeah, of course the handcuffs were really uncomfortable. You only ever let me out of them when you were, were t-tortu… I can't say it.
The… huh? No, rubbing them this harshly won't just make the scarring worse, l-like you're, um, saying. W-wait, please don't thro—ow!
Oh, this is… disinfectant…
Um, well, for all I know you could've put some cleaning product in here like the last time you… Even if you're insisting it safe because the ran… Right, the ransom got paid. I'm free now…
N-no! I'll use it, I'll use it! You're way too close!
Even if you put something else in here again, or it's really disinfectant and you're going to beat me again for using it because this really is just your idea of entertainment… I'll use it. You did give it to me, after all.
…Only on my wrists? Okay, only on my wrists…
…
So, uh, when's the exchange date? Or time? You're not usually this chatty. Normally you just dump food on the floor in front of me, or whip out the camera and then, well…
…Today? In… in a couple of hours? Oh… you're really early then?
You want me to… you want me to get cleaned up first? Y-you mean, in your bathroom? I'll get to… use your products? R-really?
Yeah, I'm… really happy to be clean again… I seem happier now than when you told me I'm to be free?
Well, it's just. It's just sinking in that this is for real now…
And the drive should be pretty far away from… I mean, what would I know. I was out cold for that. I just assumed… It would be kind of stupid to kidnap and hold someone close to where they live, right? You'd want to be a distance away and not get caught… right?
OW!
Ow, that really hurt! You didn't need to twist my arm like th—ow! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I wasn't calling you stupid, I was complimenting y—ah!
You're pulling… holy shit, you're pulling my hair really hard. I won't run, so you don't have to—hng! I'm—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to backtalk.
…I knew it.
You said, earlier, earlier you said you weren't that cruel, but you really do enjoy my tea—I mean, you really do enjoy hurting me.
Ah! Don't shove me that hard, you—
Because we've… arrived? At the—wait, wait, wait but you said that was still a couple hours away? You—oh, your… your bathroom…
Y-yeah, of course I knew that. I was just…
…
The bath looks really warm… Is it really okay for me to—I should just get in already and stop wasting your time? Y-yeah, um… sorry…
—H!
You made this scalding hot on purpose, didn't you?
N-no, I'm not complaining. I'll take it, I'll take it… This is better than no bath, s-so…
…I should put my hands out? Okay…
Is this your—your bath soap?
…
…I'm! It just feels really nice to smell something so mundane again…
No, wait, wait, I'll use it! I'll stop wasting your time, please don't take it away!
…I should… I should be thankful because I finally get to clean myself?
R-right… Um, t… thank you very much…
—H-huh? I should kiss your feet to r-really prove it l-like I offered to earlier?
That's… that's so… I'll—Okay, I'll do it..
Oh it was a, it was just a joke… I'm not eager! This is just—Of course you'll hurt me less if I do as you say, even if it's—
Even if it's something like this…
…
It's… it's already time to get out?
Um, right…
…
Actually, um, could I… could I stay a couple more minutes? I just… This is my first bath in so long, I don't want it to end…
OW! You really don't have to pull on my hair every time I—ow! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please don't—
Wh… what are you… doing with those scissors?
If I… if I misbehave again you're going to… No, no, nonono I'm sorry! Please, please, don't—I'll behave, just don't—Please! I'm really sorry, I don't, I won't—
Aah…
Okay, thank you, I'm sorry, thank you…
…
A-ah? Change into this? You even… you not only let me use your bathroom, you even got me new clothes…
Y-yes! Thank you! I'm sorry! I'll—
Eek!—I'll be quiet now. I'm sorry.
…
S-stick out my hands again? Okay…
…Handcuffs again? No, no of course I don't mind! It's okay! Please don't get mad…
Y-you're not? Okay…
…I talk a lot? Um, I think… Maybe, I'm just kind of lonely…
You, uh, you have been my only social contact for five months now…
Or, um, roughly five months now. I'm assuming. It's kind of hard to tell how much time has passed when you've been stuck in a basement for so long.
I just…
…
I'm not—I'm not just stalling for time!
It's just… Are you, are you sure this isn't some messed up joke? You're not dangling this hope in front of me just to take it away?
This would… this would be a good time to reveal that.
…No? My family really paid the entire amount?
…They've never really… cared about me, so it's kind of surprising… Honestly, when you first mentioned it, I thought you were joking. I mean, it's true they have the money…
I'm their son, so it's only natural? Well, yeah, I guess, but…
It's… That's cruel of you to say. You had to have known what our relationship was like before you…
…Anyway, this joke isn't funny anymore. Please take me back to the basement now.
…
…It really isn't. You've done it, you've completely dashed my hopes. I hope you're happy now. I… I'm never getting out of here, I know that, okay?
It's… really cruel of you to toy with me like that.
So just… just take me back.
That's what the handcuffs are for, too, right?
…
…No?
No, you're really just going to throw me away like this?
Actually, I… when you approached me that night and told me to get into your car or else, I didn't know what to do. It made me so, so happy when I realised you must've planned this months in advance.
To think you were spending that much time thinking about me…
I was so, so certain you were finally getting revenge on me…
…Yeah. I thought… I'd been stalking you for two years, and even before that—so I thought… I thought that you'd taken me home to put me in my place, to teach me a lesson.
The last couple of months have been the happiest in my life. It's like… I was in heaven.
I mean, getting tortured in real life is a totally different ballpark than fantasising about it, that's true, but! But! Even if it was just painful, I wouldn't mind, because it's you! I could never hate or dislike anything you do to me!
You're backing away, but I promise you don't have anything to fear! Even if you go through on your promise, I don't mind! I won't struggle.
I belong to you, so anything you do is justified! You have that right!
But seeing your expression, you really didn't know about any of that…
I thought—I thought!
I thought maybe for once I was something special to someone, even if you did just hate me! I thought that with hard work and a lot of time, maybe I could be someone special to you in more ways than just the toy you keep in your basement!
I thought that…
…I guess it makes sense that you just remembered me as that rich loser you shared a class with once. But I…
…
…Why don't you just keep me in your basement again?
You wouldn't even need to keep me in handcuffs; I'd never run away! Or—or, of course, you could keep me bound the entire time, if that would make you feel more at ease!
You can… you can keep doing whatever you want to me! At any time! I won't struggle anymore! I'll cry and look cute and pitiful and pretty and whatever else you want me to!
You don't need to feed me regularly, or at all, or—Please don't back away…
I actually… I actually really like it when you pull on my hair!
I… I really love looking at my reflection in the mirror you left up in the basement, because I get to see the permanent marks you left on my face, like when you broke my nose three weeks into being home with you!
My favourite is probably when you coo at me and call me cute and condescendingly wipe away my tears—it always seemed to please you when I cried even harder… Even if—even if that was just an act, you seemed to be having fun!
And—and you really liked forcing me to look directly into the camera and.. and making me degrade myself, and repeat all those embarrassing lines, and—
What about that time you suggested getting me a shock collar? Or, or what about all those times you threatened to carve your name into my skin so I'd be ruined for everyone who came after you? You were joking but, but you seemed really into the idea! We could do that!
Am I talking too much again? You can tape up my mouth if you want, or break my arm for scaring you, or for being so arrogant, or—
Don't you—don't you want that to continue?
Nothing has to change!
Just throw me into that chair and lock the door and don't give me anything to eat for a week in punishment and raise my price and things can go back to the way they were! Or however way you want them to be!
Ack—Y-you're really pulling again, I can feel your nails really digging into my scalp—No, that's not a complaint!
I'll be good! I'll do anything! Anything—just please, please, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease don't throw me away!
Pl—
…Really?
You'll do it? You will?
Thank you!
Thank you thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthank—
Mgh! I'm sorry, I'll be quiet now.
…Do you… do you want me to kiss your feet? Hehe, of course I'd be happy t—
Nngh! You're pulling my hair really hard…
You should… you should lead me around your house more like this. I have to bend at such an awkward angle when you pull like this…
Ah! Right, sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be good.
…
…Um.
We… just passed the basement?
…
…Why are you… unlocking the front door?
…Hey?
…
…Um, um that's the—that's your car. Why are you—
Aah! Wait, no, even if you shove me into your—You're just—You lied to me!
No—wait—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get mad and accuse you of anything! Please, don't throw me away! I'll be good! I can—I can be useful!
I'm obviously already yours, but I could really b—
Stop, wait, don't close the car door! I'll—UGH!
Ow, you really… you really hit my stomach hard…
…That's what I get for not cooperating? I'm sorry…
…
Nngh…
…
W-wait, don't start driving, I—ow—Wait! Don't you want this too?
I know it wasn't just my imagination! You—hng—you enjoyed this too, didn't you? You insist you're not like that, but you actually really like having someone at your mercy, d-don't you?
I can be that for you! You don't—you don't have to do this! I'd be really happy like this, so won't it work out for both of us if you—
You can, you can, keep extorting my parents for larger and larger sums of money! I know they've set aside a fund for my inheritance—even if it's smaller than my brothers', it's still enough for you to live a comfortable life! And then I can stay with you forever, so…
Aren't I talking too much again? Aren't you… going to punish me for this? I know you want to.
So won't you—Ahh, you really kicked me hard—Won't you please recon…
…Why are you stopping? Y-yeah, this place is pretty remote, but we're in the middle of the road… W-wouldn't it be better to turn arou—
Wait, no, nononononononono please don't bring out the chloroform, wait, please, don't throw me away like this, I can be good, wait wait no wait, please—
Please don't leave me like this!
@chococolte. I appear to be having issues with sending asks so I hope this format is alright. As you can tell, by the amount of poetry I've made, I am still very much enjoying your work.
Devoted followers
Shielded by steadfast earth
Cloaked by wandering winds
Guided by mournful lightning
Warded by boundless flora
Draped in shimmering ice
Crowned in flickering flames
Guarded in elegant dew
It is for their Holiness
That they unite
If their Grace demanded for their death
To rip open their chest
And hand deliver their heart
They would without hesitation
Displayed as glorious offerings
Nothing would please them more
Than the act of pleasing their God would be
If they were ordered to bare their soul
To let their Deity into their body
And puppet their every move
They would scramble to be the first
To be honored as a vessel
They would never deny their Creator
Their belongings
Their home
Their people
Nothing mattered
Not if their Beloved called for it
The Exalted One above all
Who were they to defy your will
When even the slightest praise
Fulfilled the very purpose
For which they were born for
Perhaps it is true
That they've fallen from grace
But they could never really care
Not when their Honored One holds them so
Blessing them with tender love
And keeping them ever close
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
A short piece inspired by @hiraya-rawr's sagau works but mainly references her last resort fic.
Captured and cornered
The crowd calls for your head
It was a mere panicked decision
One you didn't even mean to make
Secrets spill from your lips
Ones you've discovered
Read and remembered
From the time before all this
Stories and promises
Ones that shouldn't be known
All splayed out before them
Like a dam burst open
You can not stop the flow
That tumbles out
It splatters on their faces
Staining them ink and shadow
Send ice through their veins
Freeze them in place
A mirror gaze of stars
That flicker in your blood
Blurring out your edges
Till the shimmer shine of nebulae
Are all that haloes your head
And envelopes your soul
Doesn't it hurt?
That all you're known for
Are stories blown out of proportion
And never truly for yourself?
You have survived
But can you pay the price?
Another piece for @m1d-45. It was meant to be short but as you can tell, got out of hand.
Desperation
You remember it well
How it sparked your blood
And got it to run
How it tasted of bitter and tang
Much like the sting of blood
You remember how it kept you alive
Made your nerves so sensitive
It prickled with every breeze
Every slight disturbance
How it kept your sleep light
And your dreams even lighter
Even now as you watch
The archons who adorn your body
With the most precious of gems
And the rarest of treasures
They who once tried to shed your blood
To water their blade
You see the warriors of each nation
Who tried to rend your soul from your body
Attend your every need
Degrading themselves as objects
As lesser than human
To try and exalt you higher
You feel more than you hear
As you watch once beloved characters
Stain themselves with sin
Desperation of their own
Rising to the surface
Their desperation is monstrous
Predator to prey
Your own desperation has not waned
It has only grown
Writhing under your skin
Fueled by fine jewelry
Silken clothes
And bloodstained manic smiles
Your forgiveness is not sincere
It is learned
Through a lifetime of pain
Of a death so vivid
You're desperate to stay alive
You are willing to do anything
But what once kept you safe
Will now be the one to deal a fatal blow
You already know this
Alarm bells ringing
With every minute move
But it's far too late
You're stuck in puppet motions
That are to never cease
Until the life drains from your eyes
Desperation made you learn to survive
And now that very same lesson shall be the one to end you
A small piece inspired by @chocoenvy's playing god series but also their writing in general. I got an error when I attempted to send it in through an ask so I don't know if it got sent through or not so here it is in post form.
Pretty little songbird
With broken wings
A melody that shatters
A voice that no longer sings
Silenced by cruelty
A delusion of lies
Fracturing mirrors
Of spiderweb scars
It is not the light that shelters
Not the winds that follows
Or the earth that steadies
Nor the storms that soothes
It is the dark that hides
The ice that guards
Steadfast and strong
The wolves of winter prowl
Fervently devoted
Even steeped in madness
They are not blind
They see and they hear
They answer the call
With little hesitation
Ruin the foolish idols
Bring the heretics to their knees
No mercy left for the merciless
An eye for an eye
You have sown this sin
So you must reap your punishment
Atone for the crime that can not be forgiven
*long-suffering sigh*
just a small psa — if yandere/dark content isn’t your cup of tea, just block and move on. you are in charge of your internet experience.
writing/consuming this genre, as much as it is a coping mechanism used by me and others, does not equate to glorifying it. please utilize reading comprehension and pay attention to disclaimers, and the way these topics are depicted.
does the author of the work you’re reading properly tag and call for the importance of seeking mental health if you/others are portraying unhealthy behaviors? conduct research on the author and confirm whether or not they have a history of condoning shitty behaviors. consume art with a critical eye.
moral senses are not universal and should never be treated as such.
ask questions. cross reference. if something squicks you, blacklist or block! you aren’t the target audience, and that is okay. everything is not for you.
and PLEASE conduct some self–study and unpack your biases with your concepts of good and bad. not everything is black and white. i pray that someday, you learn to be significantly less judgmental with what people choose to spend their time doing. if nobody is being hurt, leave the perpetrator be. moral greyness isn’t evil, bad, and shouldn’t be shunned or demonized.
writers/artists are already given enough shit, no matter the genre. you don’t like it? scroll. block. it’s free. make your own stuff. create what you want to see. art with scary/dark themes has been here for centuries, and will be here after all of us are gone. do you think something is worthy of critique? offer something constructive and move on!
just because YOU!! don’t like a piece of art with dark themes doesn’t mean it should never exist. if you want sterile, clean work then make your own.
and for the love of all, please practice what you preach and be kind.
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