this aromantic visibility day, I would like to say from the bottom of my cold, empty, loveless heart, that BEING AROACE FUCKIN ROCKS FUCK YOU !!!
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Latest fav doodle page
Mermaid self insert based on
Raised in Captivity by @/Blonde-Fraumell
Which ive been obsessed over
+silly sun quote +full blurry sketchbook page
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i should push my rise lgbt hcs on ppl :3c
donnie is aroace transfemmasc
leo is trans aro quoisexual gay
raph is transfem butch lesbian lithromantic ace
mikey is a transfem bi oriented aroace
april is a greyromantic lesbian (dating sunita :3)
cassandra is pan cupiosexual
draxum is transmasc girlthing demiromantic gay
splinter is biromantic aegosexual
sunita is a trans ace lesbian (dating april :3)
andd casey jr is like questioning bc apocalypse
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Not Quite Love
Love is an emotion. A warmth felt in a person’s heart that makes them giddy with joy, their chest lifted with the feeling of passion and desire.
Love is a sensation. A chemical reaction in someone’s brain that releases dopamine, causing their veins to fill with serotonin as their heart speeds up with the release of adrenaline.
Love is a necessity. Something common, a sensation that connects all people together, an emotion that is a crucial part of the human experience.
The first thing that comes to mind when people think of love could be a marriage proposal, filled with overwhelming excitement and happiness as someone professes their love and announces to the world that they love another person so much that they want to spend the rest of their lives with them.
Or perhaps some people think of an arrangement of flowers, presented during a date with flustered giggles and blushed cheeks. The scent of freshly cut roses fills them with memories of shared glances over the plastic wrapping of the bouquet, their chest lifting at the thought of another person taking the time and effort to make the gesture.
Or maybe some people think of a hand held under a table, sweat gathering in their palms as they squeeze the other person’s hand. They may think of the shy smiles on their faces while life continues on, unaware of the secret show of affection under the tablecloth.
Love can mean a lot of things to a lot of different people, and everyone can feel it differently. No one is going to feel the same about love, but it is mutually agreed upon in society that it is something that everyone should feel.
However, that may not always be true. At least, not in the way the world views love. Love is usually seen as a romantic endeavor, something shared between two people that cannot be intersected with another person, something so strong and unbreakable that a wide range of media hinges on the fact that it is a common experience felt by everyone around the world. So many stories revolve around the idea that two characters feel so intensely for each other that they are willing to break governmental societies and walk through trials and adversaries just for the other person’s smile on the other side of the battlefield.
For many people, this is the case. They will find their person, their other half, their soulmate, and live out the rest of their lives happily held in their lover’s arms while they face the pressures of the world around them. They are content that no matter what, this person that has pledged their life to them will always be hand in hand by their side throughout anything they may have to go through.
For some people though, this is something that can only be achieved in dreams.
The longing of having someone by their side will never be achieved, the want of standing together with another person while they face their demons will never come to fruition, the desire of having someone know their soul wholly and completely will never come to be.
How could this be fair? How could something that was supposed to be universal be taken away from these people? How could the universe be so cruel as to deprive these people of something as essential as love?
Why will some people never know what it feels like to sit under the stars with another person’s hand held in their own as they point out the constellations in the sky? Why do some people never get to experience the sensation of another’s lips on their own in soft passion while their mind fills with gentle fuzz? Why do some people never get to feel the electric spark from the depths of their very self as someone says “I love you” for the first time?
I wish I could tell you.
I’m searching for that answer myself.
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I love how as an aro I reblog anything that has the word aromantic in it. People could literally say anything like "being aro is so cool and fun" or "aromantics drink some water rn" or "aros exist 😈" and I'd be like *smashes reblog* so true homie bless!
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fuck romance, have you ever had a friendship where you both agree that you are the single most important person to each other? one where you feel like you are kindred souls and that you can talk to each other about literally anything because you both just get it? one where there's nothing you can say or do around them that would embarrass you even a little bit? cuz that shit is so much more powerful than romance just trust me dude
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