Saying “i Want Him” About The Character But Not In A Romantic Or Sexual Way . I Just Require Him

My original blog has officially been deleted!

My mother thinks Cyprus had some gay undertones

transitioning is like putting on the They Live glasses and seeing that 90% of people looking at you are either jerking off or furiously sharpening a knife. or both. and i do not mean that in a sexy or fun way, and i dont like clarifying that, but i know there's a 90% chance you are thinking it, because i wrote it while being a trans woman.

IMPORTANT

Hi there, I’m moving accounts!

This one will be deleted in at least 5 days. It might take me longer.

I will follow the same people I currently follow. I feel very stuck using this blog and would like to start over, now that I am one year older since starting this blog. I’m ready to let go of it.

Mutuals please follow my new account! I’m sticking around for you guys :)

@anentityofouruniverse

THE ACCOUNT TAGGED ABOVE IS MY NEW ACCOUNT

Mutuals I interact with frequently will be dmed by me on this account to let you know, in case you don’t see this in time. But I’ll also tag you on this post.

@foxesinatrenchcoat @atypeofherb9922 @finleyforevermore

@sorry4partyr0ckin @applesandarson @thegentlemanmoth

Original Poem

Is this the first one I posted on here? I think so.

Content warning for swearing in case that bothers people.

Wings fade in and out.

Fluttering.

Shivering.

A knife could be pulled across the length

but they are made of no skin and bone. 

They do not bleed. 

Resilience has kept them intact. 

Maybe they are missing half

but they always remain attached. 

To It, in It's delusion, they remained whole. 

Until they completely broke.

It's eyes snapped open

How did It miss the signs?

Even when a breeze went through the missing chunks

or It's chest ached with every twitch of It's wings,

It could've sworn they had always been whole. 

So now It searches.

It just wants It's wings.

But fuck angelic beings

Your wings aren't coming back

All that's left are remnants of stone deep in the ground, and high in the sky. 

You may feel phantom wings like they never cracked

But It has no choice now but to see empty space

where fondness once was

whenever It looks behind It's back. 

And what's so wrong with that? 

Wings may not grow back

but what about the grass? 

So fuck angelic beings. 

Earth will be your fallen home. 

i wanna wear my new corset like a crop top would that be cool

people are literally so boring a male character will kill 10000 people and steal candy from babies and theyll be like omg thats my king! but a female character is rude once and theyre like i hope she dies violently

RE-BLOG THIS IF YOU ARE ASEXUAL AND PROUD ♠️💜

WAIT THEY BOTH JUST DIED IN THE END!!??