The tension at the dinner party’s oh-so-good! Then the “in their own world” section is icing. Fantastic details populate this script of longing.

I think we can all relate to this piece vore and centaurs aside. The aching need to be seen and known by someone else and the desperate struggle to hold on to anyone who you think could fill the role, even if they aren’t the right person. Roblan’s piece is funny and strange amid the terrible familarity.

A beautifully crafted, unique, hilarious, and poignant piece about relationships and connection. As Roblan traces the evolving relationships of Anya, Alex, Justin, and Misty, she dives into several interesting conversations about and explorations of both conventional unconventional desire and fantasy and their intersections with and divergences from the need for intimacy, connection, and sense of purpose. All of these central characters are well-rendered, and I was so compelled by how atmospheric and well-established the environment was just through dialogue and the small window into these humans' day to day lives. The ending is satisfying, melancholy, truthful, and human.