pondering my silly fictional characters

Saw this twitter post and instantly started looking for pictures of Stratt to use it with

Omg I love this piece. Grace the hanging man, content with his life but cannot avoid the changes coming; the ship his noose, the rope that binds him to his fate; the blood red stars beside him, Olesya and Yáo the angels haunting him in the background. Eva Stratt, the one who holds it all on her back, the world is literally on her shoulders, the Petrova line on her neck. She will not falter, cannot afford to move, and yet still she glares at us. Eva challenges us, daring us to ask if we could do better, if we could hold her burden for even a fraction of the time.

I got this while scrolling on instagram to try to convince me to join threads and I—

Continually filling your mutual's dash with your blorbo like some sort of missionary trying to convert them