Someone Fell First..

Someone fell first..

Someone fell harder.

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Bound by strings only them can see.

1- Rose/Thorns (Huolán)

‘What started as the beautiful bloom of a chance soon grew into a binding chain, the poison planted and spread like a diseased weed. An ugly promise that leads to a bloody future, filled with deceit, pain and perhaps an agonising demise, painted by the hands kept cold in the thorn’s embrace.’

The way that exclusionists treat ace and aro people often reminds me of how the average person would treat me when I started being open as non-binary. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it a thousand times, we are not enemies. Our experiences do not oppose each other, they are intertwined. If you’re ace, if you’re aromantic, if you’re any variation thereupon; your home is here. You belong here, too. You are beautiful, and powerful; and you don’t have to explain yourself to anyone. You are a valued part of this community.

6- Ritual (Sarah the Maid)

A scene I wanted to try draw out :)

how it feels to have gore tomorrow

Me wanting to text and talk to my mutuals:

My social anxiety: