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[Sunday, February 19: Write about what your aromantic / aro spec identity means to you. This can include your experience finding the identity that feels the most right to you, and can absolutely involve disclosing what your identity is (though, of course, that is not required).]

My aro identity is kind of up in the air right now. I used to be solidly aromantic, but now I think I’m probably demi, and honestly I’m not worried about getting a label at the moment.

When I was 15 I needed a label. I spent hours and hours having an identity crisis. I spent the whole year on it. I’d never had a crush and I just didn’t understand the world I was living in and how I fit in. Besides that I was dealing with more dysphoria than I’d ever had before and trying to find a label for my gender identity.

It took me a long time to accept that I was aro ace. I used to pray to a god I didn’t believe in, to please make me gay. (I was too romance repulsed by mainstream media and my friends to want to be straight lol, but really I would have taken anything over being aro.) I didn’t want to be aro ace, but as I gradually accepted it it gave me a sense of comfort. A sense of identity, really.

When I was 17, after two years of identifying as aro ace, I did experience romantic attraction for the first time ever. That was an odd experience. It was something I’d prepared for and was open to, but I’d gotten so comfortable in my aro identity that I didn’t want it anymore. So after having spent so long accepting that I was aro, I now had to go through the process of accepting that I was not completely aro anymore.

So now, I guess I’m demiromantic but honestly I don’t really know or care. I already did the whole identity crisis thing. I know I’m on the aromantic spectrum and I know I grew up aro and that’s what’s important to me. Being aro was and will always be important in shaping my life.


Finally got to get around to drawing this beautiful baby that I got from @cornyzombie! I love Verdé so much, I mean just look at those colors. Not to mention this species is super cool looking.

Drawing bones was interesting. I’ve never really done them outside of about 3 weeks in drawing class but that was a completely different story. lol

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It was the beginning of the end. Destruction was spreading through the masses. Shadows had enveloped the earth. If anything it was the end of the end. 

It was a mere weeks after Zorc had managed to bring his true form to the physical plane, a mere weeks since the destruction of civilization as everyone knew it. 

The boundary between his realm, the shadow realm, and the physical realm were now abstract, and it would have been hard for anyone to have told the realms apart.

Now, even with the world as his, he couldn’t toy with everyone all at once. He liked to draw out everyone’s suffering. Which was why he had brought his palace to that hill. A hill which overlooked the city he had chose for the first game board. 

A wall of thick shadows encased the city, making it so no one could get in, and no one could get out until either Zorc was defeated, or everyone was dead. Zorc could just leave, but what fun would that be? It would be cheating. 

He tended to stay in a human form, enjoying the hunt much more when he could sneak up on his prey. Though he was running out of prey. There wasn’t many people left in this city. 

And a few of them he already had in his clutches. 


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Kitty was trying to be smooth (again) but the Princess knows all of his tricks. 

She is not going to fall for any, Chat. Maybe you should change your ways…

…altho who knows. There are many ways to fall.

Dupain-Cheng 6 - Agreste 1


I ask the Heavens for permission…


why is no one talking about how Victor very explicitly declares he wants to take Yuuri’s virginity

Yuuri’s dream was to skate on the same ice as Viktor one last time. And he achieved that. In their couples skate, not only did they skate on the same ice, they skated together as equals. Before coming to coach him, Viktor had been some far away, untouchable figure to Yuuri, someone he could only admire through posters and distance. But on the ice together, dancing in sync while wearing matching uniforms, Yuuri and Viktor were on equal footing. Yuuri’s dream came true.