Random Question But How Do You Pin Posts On This Website? I Kinda Want To Try Having An Informative Blog

Random question but how do you pin posts on this website? I kinda want to try having an informative blog introduction post. So people know what they are in for.

You know another thing that doesn’t go well with fetish art? Serious themes. Now mind you, I’ve seen fetish art with serious themes. Heck I’ve seen fetish art where the serious themes are essentially the fetish and still manage to be done well. But just cause it can be done doesn’t mean it’s not fucking hard to pull off.

Okay you’ve heard of planet vore...but what about protective planet vore? Like the godlike being eating the planet is actually trying to shelter it from an unfeeling universe full of other planet eaters and similar threats?

When a pred whose been waiting to get a specific prey breathes out “Finally” in a voice that has so much tenderness it’s hard to reconcile the fact the pred intends to devour the being they have pinned beneath them.

Aysel blushed as the anthropomorphic wolf across from her swallowed her burger whole, hands toying with the straw of her shake. Red eyes met her own across the table and Hati's expression turned playful "Careful Aysel, keep staring like that I might think your volunteering for dessert" The petite human blonde in the red hoodie visibly shuddered cheeks reddening cheeks puffing up as she pouted at her companion. "You shouldn't tease me like that Hati" She complained green blue eyes warring between faux and genuine outrage. A large fanged grin appeared on Hati's black furred muzzle "Whose teasing?" She asked playfully "If you'll recall the only reason your even sitting across from me is our parents discovered us in time back when we were kids" Aysel rolled her eyes before reaching over and stealing a chip from her girlfriends strangely untouched plate and popping it in her mouth "And here I thought you'd grown somewhat fonder of me since then." Hati's teasing face melted into unmistakable fondness. "Indeed I have, damn I was a total brat back then" She noted wistfully before her expression turned teasing once more and she pointed an imperious claw at Aysel. "But if you think I've forgotten how good you taste your wrong" Aysel snorted "You said I tasted terrible" She pointed out, reaching out and poking the extending claw with her own delicate finger. "I was lying" Hati admittedly so serious and matter of fact that Aysel began turning pink all over again. Aysel looked very cute like that Hati noted, the she-wolf knew that despite the fact that they had been dating for nearly a year and a half now, Aysel still nursed a massive prey-like self-destructive crush on her, one that Hati in all truthfulness returned albeit from the more predatory side of things. Aysel was torn between not wanting to die and wanting Hati to kill her and Hati was torn between wanting to keep things as they were and wanting to devour the woman she loved in both body and soul. This was the problem with living in a world built on fairy tales, it was the reason no human strayed from The Path alone in The Woods District and why when they did,no one came looking for them. It was why even millenia after the official family lines had lost track of their direct descendants, you could still make a very educated guess about who was related to who at a glance and why Aysel and Hati had only been allowed to hang out without a chaperone after they finished high school. The Fairy Tale Kingdoms had come a long way from those ancient days in order to get to something approaching true civilisation. But there was a part of them that would always be wild, that longed for something simpler, the part of each of them that yearned to find and fulfil their stories irregardless of the cost. "Aysel..." Hati began carefully looking directly into her girlfriends eyes "Do you want to come home with me?" Off The Path into The Woods was left unsaid but she knew Aysel understood just what she was asking. For a moment the silence was deafening and Hati prepared to start kicking herself for crossing that unspoken line between them. Aysel's cool hands came to rest on Hati's cheeks cupping them, the smaller woman had leaned almost comically over the dining table in order to do so. Resolute blue green eyes looked into hers as Aysel muttered a soft but firm "Yes"

Is there a hashtag for “I wish I could somehow be Neil Gaiman and slip an obvious fetish into a serious philosophical story about the state of American society and have it not only fit but add to the overall themes of the story?” It’s not even that I particularly think fetish art needs to be mainstream, I just covet  the sheer talent you’d need to pull it off.