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Sorryyy for a lot of personal reasons I haven’t been drawing as much as I’d love to lately T_T but I hate leaving this account hanging, so here are some rough sketches and doodles from a convention I went to!! (Actual name of the con scribbled out just in case)
Also— if you met me at said con and happened to find this tumblr.. feel free to say hi!!
Heart issues anon here. Thought I should clarify something.
My androphobia is part of my PTSD. It’s a symptom. I am aware that many think it’s problematic to be afraid of all men because of something a few men or just one man did. So let me explain.
It wasn’t a random man. It was my older brother.
I don’t have a father, or a dad. It was just me, him, and mom. So he was supposed to be my protector growing up. He was not. Mom never believed me. He did things to me I still can’t talk about.
It started with just an innocent question I asked myself one day. “If I couldn’t trust him… who was supposed to protect me… what men can I trust?”
Add on several scary encounters growing up… and intrusive thoughts.
And a coworker who stalked me when I refused to go on a second date.
And those guys like the man at my job who told me my skin would make such pretty leather.
For years I had panic attacks if a man was in the same room as me, or even looked at me.
I started going back to therapy after my brother. I’m still in therapy and he’s been out of my life for almost 3 years.
I have so many people tell me “it’s not all men!”
I know it’s not. But it’s been enough men. I personally hate that I feel like I have to explain myself. But I do. Because I don’t want to offend anyone.
I'm not sure for which account the ask was, but if anyone knows says so in the comments or in my askbox, and I'll tag them.
I think it may be for the phobias this is account, but I'm really not sure.
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Ok but imagine cinder using an obsidian knife to slowly make a shallow cut along Emerald's thigh. Am the while Emerald is trembling, biting down on her lip to stop herself from whining as she feels the warm trickle of her own blood down her leg. Cinder leans down until they're chest to chest, letting her weight rest against Emerald while she carves just deep enough to draw blood. Once she's satisfied with the scar she's given her precious little muse she summons an intense flame over her thumb that she uses to cauterize the wound. Emerald starts whining, squirming from the pain as a small smile crosses Cinde- Oops! Wrong account! Lemme stop...

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Saw someone whitewash Kaeya
Angel stripped of it's wings💔🥀
KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYY*screeches*
warmup????????