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(my tumbler is kinda glitchy so sorry if this goes through like,,, 4 times lol)

hi !! erm this is kinda a weird question..but do you happen to have a c.ai account? I’m not one to use c.ai, but my friend had came across a bot with concerningly similar writing to your “arle finding out reader is pregnant” (she loves your writing and texted me since we both happen to read your fics pretty often). I was comparing the two, and they had very minimal differences—it was basically just shortened and changed a bit in some areas. sorry if this is like, weird or just a misunderstanding but I was just curious 😓 again so sorry this is so awkward for me lol

Hi there! I do have c.ai but I gotta be honest, the last time I really used it was like months ago (and I also forgot my login☠️) but I never uploaded any of my works as a bot in c.ai. Tho I‘ve gotten numerous requests of various readers wether it be in comments or my inbox to either make a bot myself or if they could do it themselves and I‘m gonna say it again:

I do not consent to my works getting fed to AI in ANY way.

If other writers are fine with that- good for them. I’m not.

Please don’t apologize pookie I’m quite happy you brought this to my attention and I would love to have a link to this bot. Maybe it‘s oddly similar. Maybe it‘s copied. The pregnancy thing has been around for ax before me so I obviously dont have any claim to it but I would like to check it out nonetheless because I’m curious what seems so similar because in all honesty- my writing is everything but unique in my eyes🥹

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Please someone anyone, tag me in some femme4femme blogs

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No dead ass it's a desert out here

fellow femme4femme girlies, where are you guys @?? <3

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Or "unsure of what they want so they hop around like a dry wine at a wine tasting event"

I want someone to want me for me not because they’re settling or desperate.

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cant even read yuri right now without getting jealous like when will it be my turn

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yeag

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sketch dump

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redraw based on this image inspired by a conversation with a friend about how Makima would probably be a fan of Madoka's actions in episode 12 lol

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Kafka as a yandere would be absolutely terrifying. The woman who feels no fear being madly in love with you to the point it consumes her entire being? Good fucking luck. You will need it💋

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"What If Power Got Her Sh*t Together? — A Study of Mary Saotome"

When the Stray Learns to Stalk

"A Portrait of Power": Part 2

This is a character study exploring the intersections of pride in chaos and self-mastery—through two girls who refuse to bow. It’s a personal reflection on what it means to grow without losing your fire.

I don’t expect everyone to agree with my interpretations—this is my lens, shaped by observation, admiration, and over-analysis.

I do not own the rights to these characters.

Some say it’s a dog-eat-dog world—but not everyone fights like a dog.

There are other creatures in the system, ones who stalk rather than chase, who pause rather than pounce. Some cats know how to hunt, knowing exactly when to strike and when to wait in the shadows. These are the Marys of the world—sharp, observant, tactical.

But not all cats are taught to hunt. Some kittens grow up without guidance, learning only instinct. They know they are hungry, but not how to feed themselves. They swat wildly at the world, demanding sustenance, approval, recognition—without knowing how to get it. These are the Powers—feral, chaotic, and painfully real.

This is a story of two girls who both learned to snarl, but only one learned to stalk.

Core Similarities: Unapologetic, Prideful, Explosive

Power and Mary both walk into a room like they own it—even if they’re in over their heads.

Power brags about how amazing she is, regardless of her actual abilities. She’s wild, unpredictable, and brash. Her identity is feral pride.

Mary walks in with that same pride, but her chaos is calculated. She explodes when she wants to, not because she has to.

They are both:

Loud when challenged

Defiant to authority

Aggressively self-validating

Prone to conflict for the sake of conflict

But Mary is strategic. Power is impulsive.

Power’s Chaos vs. Mary’s Precision

Power is a storm of emotion: she’s bloodlust, ego, and fear tangled together. She’s not stupid, but she doesn’t plan. She reacts.

Mary, by contrast, doesn’t react—she studies. Then strikes.

Mary is like Power if Power grew up just a little. If she had to refine her fury into politics instead of blood.

Intellect and Growth

Power never learns restraint. She grows emotionally—especially in her attachments—but she never disciplines her mind.

Mary’s entire arc is about evolution. She learns how to play with and against the system. Her growth is strategic and psychological.

Power wants victory to feel good. Mary wants victory to mean something.

Emotional Vulnerability

Both characters:

Are fiercely independent

Don’t trust easily

Mask vulnerability with bravado

But while Power’s vulnerability leaks out in moments of desperation, Mary controls when she reveals it. She's cautious.

Mary’s empathy is intentional. Power’s empathy is accidental.

Mary is Power with intention.

Power is Mary with instinct.

Mary is refined pride.

Power is primal pride.

Mary is chaos in a sharp suit.

Power is chaos in blood-soaked pajamas.

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Manipulation With/Out Malice: The Hollow Mother (Kafka vs. Makima)

"A Portrait of Power" : Part 1

A Black Hole and a Quiet Pit — Gravity vs. Vacancy

Blood and Wine. A cage and a vacant yard.

In the cage, the dog is fed every day, never starves—yet aches endlessly for affection. In the empty yard, the dog runs wild and untethered, surrounded by wind and other strays—but stares out past the fence, waiting for a master who rarely comes. These two mothers are puppets. One desperately grabs at the cords. The other happily dances along.

Makima is a being who tries to be human and fails. Kafka is a being who doesn’t need to be human. Both women are manipulators. Makima is gravity: a black hole that devours, seduces, and consumes. Kafka is merely a pit: a pit that cannot pull, but is avoided all the same. This is a study on how emptiness operates—with and without malice. Both offer affection that doesn’t feel quite right.

This is a character study exploring the themes of emptiness, manipulation, and control as trauma responses. I don’t expect everyone to agree with my interpretations—this is simply my personal deep dive into two magnetic and complex characters.

I do not own the rights to any of these characters. All rights belong to their respective creators.

I welcome discussion, reflection, and continuation of this conversation.

Makima's Emptiness: Gravity of a Black Hole

(Relentless, Consuming, Desperate)

Makima’s emptiness isn’t still. It hunts. Her void is never silent; it is always reaching. She is not content to exist without filling that emptiness—with Chainsaw Man, with power, with subjugation. She craves meaning, but only the kind she can forge by force.

Everything in her orbit is pulled inward, and nothing escapes. Makima demands things on her own terms. She doesn’t trust relationships unless she controls them. She signs contracts, not relationships. She manipulates others not only because she can, but because she must. Her existence and survival are bound to domination.

People are drawn in by her strength, her beauty and charisma before being consumed by it. Makima is not mysterious; she is overwhelming. Her emptiness is loud, radiant, magnetic, and final.

Kafka’s Emptiness: Stillness of a Silent Pit

(Detached, Passive, Beautiful)

Kafka’s emptiness does not hunger. It does not control her. There is no desperation in Kafka, no wild grasping for meaning. She follows Elio’s script, not because she believes in it, but because she lacks any desire to defy it.

Kafka is graceful, adaptive, deeply intuitive—but she is also untethered. She is not looking for a soul to complete her or a world to conquer. She plays her role, checking on others, perhaps not out of care, but out of obligation to a story she didn’t write. Her voice is soft alongside maternal mannerisms, yet her affection feels like a costume.

Kafka is not malicious. She doesn’t pretend to be more than she is. But her hollowness lingers. It is quiet, unnoticed, and unfixed. Unlike Makima, Kafka doesn’t need to consume. She just drifts. Is she free? Or is she just lost? Waiting for something to fill the void. "If I follow this script, will I feel?"

Makima weaponizes her emptiness. Kafka wears hers like an accessory. Both influence others, but only one demands control. Where Makima erases identity, Kafka allows it to persist untouched. Where Makima needs submission, Kafka simply observes.

Both are tragic. Both are powerful. But only one is trying to be something she isn’t.

Stage Director and the Marionette

Manipulation Without Question

Both Makima and Kafka are terrifying—not because they are evil, but because they do not question the system. But what sets them apart is why they don’t question it… and what the system they follow even is.

Makima doesn’t just follow a system. She is the system.

She is the Control Devil. A creature born from humanity’s fear of being dominated. One of the four horsemen. She sees no point in questioning this because she was never given the option to question. She believes she’s saving the world and she thinks this justifies the means. A necessary evil.

Makima’s manipulation is the most stereotypical: overt, dominating, cruelly maternal. She offers the illusion of safety, then retracts it. She uses affection as a weapon and submission as currency. Her manipulation is always intentional and her affection designed to create dependence. Love is earned and is conditional.

Makima was likely raised in isolation—contained, observed, and restricted by the very human systems she would later come to dominate. From childhood, her caretakers allowed her no true freedom. All of the devils under the Japanese government have leashes, Makima's is just long enough for her to think shes free. Yet curiosity was punished. Exploration was denied. She was trained to feel happiness in obedience, but never joy in discovery.

So Makima doesn’t manipulate out of malice—she manipulates because it’s all she knows. Her worldview was engineered. She cannot think beyond control because she was never taught another way.

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Kafka is a tactician, assassin, and agent of chaos. She follows Elio’s script without fear—but also without malice.

She is calm, intuitive, and oddly compassionate. But she doesn’t question Elio because she lacks the capacity for fear or rebellion due to her birth planet and stelleron. Her trust in the script is partially due to psychological conditioning and partially due to survival. Because she can’t feel fear, and because Elio’s script has never led her astray. What makes her dangerous she might turn on you, not out of betrayal, but because the script says so.

Kafka’s manipulation is passive, reactive, and incidental. She doesn’t coerce—she adapts. Her voice changes to match who she speaks to. Her presence feels nurturing, but distant. She mimics closeness rather than forging it. Her lack of fear makes her unable to form deep emotional bonds—because there is no urgency, no dread of loss, no instinct to cling.

Kafka likely can’t form truly intimate relationships outside of her Stellaron Hunter comrades or the protagonist—only those bound by Elio’s script. She follows fate like a dancer following choreography. And because the script anchors her, it becomes her only reliable tether to others.

A working theory I have is that Kafka sounds nurturing, not because she feels deeply, but because she’s learned to appear that way. Her affect may be a result of conditioning, likely formed under Elio’s guidance or as a byproduct of living within a system where emotions must be mimicked to fulfill certain roles. If she is following a script that demands loyalty, persuasion, or the ability to earn trust, then a soft voice and playful charisma are tools and not truths.

Her affection may not be manipulation in the malicious sense, but adaptive performance. Just enough tenderness to guide the narrative forward, keep Elio’s plan intact, and to soothe those who might stray from the path he has written. This adaptive behavior, apparent detachment, and lack of fear make her care feel... uncanny.

Her carefree aura may give off the illusion of empathy, but when viewed through the lens of functionality, it becomes possible that Kafka’s entire nurturing affect is a method of keeping people calm and useful, not a result of emotional closeness.

This would mean that Kafka’s warmth isn’t necessarily false—but replicated, scripted, and untethered to personal depth. She may not be lying. But she may not mean it, either.

Makima follows a leash. Kafka follows a script. Both are still performing. Both are responding to trauma.

Makima manipulates to preserve control. Kafka manipulates to maintain stability.

Neither trusts others freely—because both were shaped by structures that did not trust them first.

One twists the world into submission; the other lets the world twist around her. Neither is trustworthy—but only one makes you think you had a choice. Both are following their own predestined scripts. One penned by a forced hand, they other by a freelance writer.

Author notes: I had a manic episode and thought too hard. I love my dominant mommies

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by 桜木蓮

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under the fig trees 💜🌿

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happy yuri day to all sapphics 💕👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

art prints of these here

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2015 vs 2025 mermaid redraw!

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