"...Uh... my guy, I dunno what you're getting your boxers in a bunch about over here. Yeah, the story you wrote was a tiny bit on the fucked up side. But... so what? It's a story, nothing more. People have written a lot worse - surely you've heard of that MLP fanfic Cupcakes. That's many degrees more fucked up than this, and nobody executed the author of that. Personally, yeah, I did get off to this story. I got some weird kinks. That doesn't mean I'm going to do my more fucked up ones irl.
The line between reality and fiction is firm. So long as you know where it is, nothing you write should be given such a dramatic crying-about..."
Sinful smiled as they read this. Even if the use of pronoun was incorrect, though Sinful supposed that wasn't there fault, no one really knew Sinful's gender, so the most people could do was guess. It warmed Sinful's heart to know that they hadn't made a mistake. Quite the contrary. They had written a story they had been fantasizing about for almost a year, and had been so excited for people to see it. But not all are sinful by their nature, and some rejected the story.
Sinful, not having any experience with trolls, as this had been one of their first stories, had been unable to handle it, and cracked under it all. But now...now Sinful understood. And they wanted to write more. Maybe this story wasn't a point of shame, but a point of pride? Maybe...maybe Sinful should it a series...