#inkpressedpetals

[inkpressedpetals]

[tragiclore]

— you are madness | @tragiclore @inkpressedpetals

[pigeon-is-blogging]

" How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it is just words "

[nixscriptum]

An Open Letter to @Inkpressedpetals / @achingandalive on plagiarism.

Update 5/20/26 : I want to express my deepest gratitude for every bit of support I’ve received since posting this—every message, every validation, every person who looked at the evidence. I’ve been overwhelmed with love, and it means more than I can say. I also want to acknowledge that at first glance, our accounts and writing styles do not appear to share any likeness, but the appropriation was never about surface similarities. It was about specific, blatant steals of phrases and original posts right after I wrote and published them—and near-rewrites sprinkled throughout their content, as I felt like I was being stalked for content even after I mass blocked them. My imagery, phrasings, and structural choices were replicated too precisely to be coincidental. However, since this letter was published, that pattern has stopped. They’ve separated their works, reblogged a lot of content unlike my own to cover their tracks, (or perhaps right their wrongs), and nothing of mine has been taken since. In that way, this post has done exactly what it needed to do: it drew the boundary, made the pattern visible, and ended the appropriation. ( I hope for good! )

I blocked you on every platform to draw a clear boundary. Despite this, you have continued to engage with my work in ways that go far beyond inspiration or influence. I want to be clear about something: creative communities thrive on shared influence. We all read each other, learn from each other, reference each other. That is not what this is about. What I'm referring to is the systematic appropriation of my works, not just themes or styles, but specific imagery, phrasings, and structural choices. The adoption of my online voice, my biographical details, my aesthetic frameworks. The replication of posts I've written, down to turns of phrase and formatting choices. This has continued for years, and it has continued after I explicitly ended our contact. I have documentation. Screenshots spanning years. Side-by-side comparisons. Timestamps. I have shown this evidence to people I trust, and their reaction has always been unanimous.

I am asking you, publicly and unambiguously, to stop.

Stop engaging with my work. Stop replicating my voice. Stop presenting elements of my creative identity as your own. If this continues, I will make the evidence public. I don't want to do that. But I will not continue to watch someone wear my work, my words, and my identity while I stay silent.

( This is the only warning you will receive. )

These screenshots from today alone represent a small fraction of an ongoing pattern. Same concepts, same sensory language, same voice—just reworded and reformatted. That is still plagiarism.

See, also:

And I want to be very clear about what I am and am not asking for. I am not asking you to stop writing. I am not asking you to stop posting content. I am not asking you to leave any community or space we both occupy. We can coexist separately in the same creative communities. There is room for both of us to write, to post, to build our own work and our own voices.

What I am asking for is simple:

Build your own voice. Develop your own aesthetic. Create work that is genuinely yours. This is not about territory; this is not about gatekeeping themes or styles or creative spaces. This is about the difference between being inspired by someone’s work and appropriating it. This is about respect, boundaries, and basic creative ethics.

To everyone else reading this: I believe in creative community. I believe in influence and inspiration. I believe in learning from each other. This letter is not about any of that. This is about a specific pattern of behavior that crosses a line most of you would recognize immediately if you saw the bountiful evidence.

I hope this is the end of it.

[diaryofbloom]

[tenderlypressed]

[shorthairand15books]

(Poetry Source)

[blurredcoffeeforme]

ᴵ ʳᵉᵐᵃⁱⁿ ᵃ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵃʳʳᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃˢᵗ

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