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🏳️‍⚧️ He/him | Writer | 30+ Love of love written by the broken-hearted; love of life written by the dead. Pfp by @illusbal Lore: #carrionlore | Writing: #soupwrites | Gposes: #soupsnaps | Music Recs: #soupjams

Though he lacks a penis, scrotum, and testes, D'Artagnan can still achieve orgasm from prostate stimulation and deep, firm, rhythmic pressure against his pubic area where around two inches of his penis remains under a thick layer of scar tissue, in case you're wondering. 👍

Thinking about how Oleander's childhood was lost to poverty, scarcity, the burden of guarding and caring for his own mother and the small ways he, often unknowingly, attempts to wrest his own childhood back from trauma. Little, childish dalliances that give him comfort and a sense of control.

I look at Oleander and he legitimately is my first boy character with female hysteria, sometimes I look at him and think, "Testosterone would save her," if that makes any fucking sense.

To be transparent about my creative process and how my brain works, a problem as simple as not liking how I wrote a character's backstory can stagnate me in Hell for a solid week, but the manic delight I feel when I've managed to sculpt it into something that works is unrivaled.

I could see things going one of two ways in the future regarding reaction to using gen AI to write novels that then get published: 1.) Enthusiasm for human written work allows more indie authors to get their foot in the door 2.) Legitimately skilled writers are accused of using Chatgpt

Oleander deeply admires horses; their strength, beauty, speed, regality. The horses, however, are all frightened of him. They paw at the ground with their hooves and scream when he draws near. It hurts his feelings. :(