Good morning! I’m salty.
I think we, as a general community, need to start taking this little moment more seriously.
This, right here? This is asking for consent. It’s a legal necessity, yes, but it is also you, the reader, actively consenting to see adult content; and in doing so, saying that you are of an age to see it, and that you’re emotionally capable of handling it.
You find the content you find behind this warning disgusting, horrifying, upsetting, triggering? You consented. You said you could handle it, and you were able to back out at any time. You take responsibility for yourself when you click through this, and so long as the creator used warnings and tags correctly, you bear full responsibility for its impact on you.
“Children are going to lie about their age” is probably true, but that’s the problem of them and the people who are responsible for them, not the people that they lie to.
If you’re not prepared to see adult content, created by and for adults, don’t fucking click through this. And if you do, for all that’s holy, don’t blame anyone else for it.
group chats and servers scare me so much i will drop in there once every 3 months to show a picture of my cat or a screenshot of a game im playing and then ill disappear from the face of the earth forever
If this was a webtoon series would you read it? 🤔
Wednesday: *is being arrested*
Enid: Wow. God forbid women do anything these days.
Sheriff Galpin: Kid your friend-
Wednesday: She’s my girlfriend you intolerant shit.
Thing: H-O-M-O-P-H-O-B-E
Sheriff Galpin: I’m not- whatever, your girlfriend just landed four grown men in the hospital.
Enid: And… She looked good doing it.
Wednesday: They deserved it. One of them told me to smile.
Enid: You tell him baby.
Sheriff Galpin: You know what? I can’t with… whatever this is. She’s free to go and officially your problem.
Enid: Yay!
Wednesday: *pausing mid-escape and casually handing the sheriff broken handcuffs* Miserable-night Sheriff.
Sheriff Galpin: *whispering* I hate you.
Wednesday: *also whispering* I’m glad.
Enid: Hurry up babycakes, I need my cuddle buddy.
Wednesday: *smirking* Coming Amore.
laundry days are the quietest days in the noceda household . therefore, camila’s favourite days . sequel to this
reminder to worldbuilders: don't get caught up in things that aren't important to the story you're writing, like plot and characters! instead, try to focus on what readers actually care about: detailed plate tectonics
at least I’m gay
biting someone's muzzle is a love language
Enid's dog smile 🐶
Wednesday, if Wenclair weren’t roommates -
Enid, staring at Wednesday across the quad: Smash.
Yoko: Enid! You can’t seriously like the new girl.
Enid, with heart eyes: Too late. Pretty, mean, goth… I never stood a chance. Do you think she likes girls?
Yoko: I heard she ate that kid she murdered at her last school.
Enid: What cannibals can’t be gay? You’re being really homophobic right now.
Gwen | She/Her | Trans Lesbian | I'm a professional editor and write smutty sapphic fanfiction on AO3
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