It latched quickly and snugly onto her neck. He felt her body tense, but it wasn’t until the stinger’s internal mouth trespassed greedily into her flesh that she had offered up any noise at all and at this, she whimpered.
He despised that noise. It was always the same and it always made him feel the same. This was the monster that he was. This primal and savage being. This barbarian. This is why he could never truly be a part of humanity.
A Savage Inconvenience, Chapter 3.4 - Regret
I've been working on the latest update and I will be entirely honest, it being the second to last chapter, as well as the most recent Tumblr update, I've been rocked from my creative inspiration.
I am roughly 70% complete with the next chapter, but I find it difficult to complete the rest with the world as it is.
In general, I accept that there are infantile minds in our society. I accept that, for the most part, there are adults who choose not to embrace that they are, in fact, older than 18. I have gladly accepted them into my space, because I am accepting of other mindsets, perhaps more than I should be ...
However, I refuse to be shamed for embracing my maturity and exploring everything that it means to be an an adult.
to explore things that the current media does not provide to me.
because I love to exist, and I wish to share the dreams of that existence with those around me.
Not to make the "patriarchy" happy nor to appease the "radical ", but to satiate anyone but myself ...
because no existence without that release is worth living ...
