ashendandelions2

Name:Hunter◇He/It◇Nerd

[ashenroses6]

Hey! I like to write poems a lot, I do crafts aswell and nerd out about video games. My love and joy is Berries and Cream RC😍. I'm kidding, it's my beautiful partner, he might be referenced in a poem or two or three.

[ashenroses6]

official ticklish person post, my partner is so ticklish I can't run my hand down his body because HE DIES. Can't even spoon him because if I wrap my arms around his ribs he dies. What the fuck. Can't even grope his thighs! We need to stop ticklish people from procreating like they do to farm animals with unfavourable traits.

[aropride]

no i’m not “scared of sex.” obviously. you can’t be scared of something that’s not real. idiot

[plushdablush]

Random thing for people to consider is that since Laika is the saint of one way trips should Felicette be known as the saint of safe landings since she did make it back to the ground safely

[somefishycat]

tu LANCES félicette ? tu lances son corps comme la fusée ? oh ! oh ! prison pour les scientifiques ! prison pour les scientifiques pendant Un Mille Ans !

[bug-yogurt]

You can understand the French perfectly fine with only context but the English translation I got still had me floored

[ashenroses6]

I know I don't post often, life is hectic and personal problems get in the way of trying to explore online spaces. Despite it not being until tomorrow(June 5th), I wanted to make a post about aromantic visibility day.

I personally fall under the aromantic umbrella, and it took me a very long time to learn this. I am demiromantic, which wasn't too hard to realize once I learned the term, but I am also aroflux. There are multiples definitions online, but for me being aroflux means that the intensity at which I am capable of feeling romantic love varies day to day. It's like a slider on a scale. Sometimes I'm even fully aromantic, and before realizing I was aroflux, I thought that there was something wrong with me. I thought I was unlovable. Thanks to online spaces I finally found the term aroflux and came to accept that it was a part of who I am, and not something I need to feel ashamed about. I have a wonderful partner who loves me no matter what, and I love him too, more than life itself. Even when I am fully aromantic I still love him in every single other way that there is, because aro-spec people are still always going to be capable of love. Happy aromantic day, everyone. Here's to discovering who we are. I even made a new demiaroflux flag, because the old one that I was using was very similar, but the center stripe wasnt centered with the point of the triangle and it was driving me crazy.

Remember that you are loved.

[tiwaenriel]

I think we should start using “falling in love” for platonic/alterous relationships too. The term falling in love is literally (in my mind at least) equivalent to learning to care for someone, and I don’t think the saying should be exclusive to romance. (And at least in my experiences, it’s been used for romantic attraction)

You can fall in love with someone as a friend. You can fall in love with someone as a family member. You can fall in love with anyone without it being romantic. Just let me describe my relationships and how I feel about them how I want to describe them, without people pointing fingers at me saying I’m romantically attracted.

I’m not quite sure if I worded this right, but it never hurts to try ig

[aro-ace-culture-is]

aro and aceflux culture is going from thinking about "it" constantly to being like "if anyone so much as mentions it, i am going to punch a wall or throw up"

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[anistarrose]

As Aromantic Visibility Day (June 5th) approaches this year, friendly reminder from an aroace: it's Aromantic Visibility Day, not "Aroace" Visibility Day! Not all aromantics are also asexual — there are aromantics who are allosexual (aroallos for short), aromantics who don't separately label their sexual orientation at all, and aromantics whose sexual orientation doesn't fit into an ace/allo binary, as well as likely even more aros who don't fit into "aroace" for even more reasons — and all of them are equally included in Aromantic Visibility Day, because they are equally aromantic! In fact, those aros who aren't ace are disproportionately erased and in need of visibility, even more than aroaces are (which is really saying something, because aroace visibility itself is already terrible), so including them in Aromantic Visibility Day is vital, and using the correct name for the occasion instead of calling it an "aroace day" is a start.

Overall: again, speaking as an aroace myself, we aroaces will not be offended if you just call Aromantic Visibility Day the thing it is actually called! I care about sharing this upcoming day with my fellow aros, so stop excluding them, even accidentally! We aroaces celebrate this day but it is not for us exclusively!

[ashenroses6]

Saw this right after my own rant post lol, this is worded so much better and gets the message across perfectly.

[ashenroses6]

where are my aromantic characters that arent asexual don't need to meet the right person like to do cuddly acts isn't grumpy or repulsive where is my aromantic representation where is a character just like me. I'm not even purely aromantic but lord knows theres never going to be a character with my "microlabel", which isn't really a microlabel but is so unknown because there isn't a character that identifies with it.

I'm not that upset about it but it does make me sad at times. I've only ever seen one character on the aromantic spectrum and it's someone who is demiromantic, which was SO EXCITING but it feels like it shouldn't be this rare. I'm very happy about the asexual representation I've been seeing recently, but aromantic people are capable of love too and are allowed to have deep and meaningful relationships.

[i-am-a-fish]

I love carbonation I love carbonation, I love carbonation I like it when the beverage fights back

[ashenroses6]

Anything, at all

I can’t tell you why,

but I can’t ask to hang out anymore.

I don’t want to lie,

so I won’t say anything at all.

I can’t tell you why,

but our midnight talks must end.

Although, I still want to die.

I suppose you won’t be who I call.

I can’t tell you why,

but I can’t be near you any longer.

You see, I don’t want to cry…

So, for now on, let’s keep the distance.

I can’t tell you why,

but my responses will be dead now.

My words must stay dry,

in ways my eyes cannot.

I can’t tell you why,

but I can’t see you anymore.

I can’t look you in the eye,

I can’t handle the memories.

I can’t tell you why,

but we just can’t talk anymore.

Please don’t pry,

I wasn’t even supposed to know.

I can’t tell you why,

so please don’t ask,

so please don’t try…

I’m so sorry, I promise, for it all.

I can’t tell you why,

but I will think of you everyday.

I hate saying goodbye,

so I won’t say anything at all.

[ashenroses6]

i miss my partners bubble butt... not for an inappropriate reason, just cuz comfy pillow :) along with litterally every single other part of him ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ he's so cutie i miss him

[ashenroses6]

Pressing our wounds Together Again

If I'm human I can't tell

I do not breath

My lungs are pools

Of black tar

Overflowing with sins

Cracking the ribcage open

‘Maintenance’ he said

Letting the sternum shatter

As the tar pours out

‘I do not breath' I must repeat

He does not flinch

Birds land on the spikes of the spine

Twisting and turning, hunched

Over the ribcage

Hair like a mask

Like a sheet

Like a curtain

‘Too warm’ said someone

Not too sure which one of us

Neither is he

We are both burning alive

Sins tucked into our veins

Boiling our blood

Separating it until it's runny

And solid

And metal

He cannot put me back together again

‘It's okay’ said someone

I gently dissect him

Cutting my name

Into his torso and pulling out the organs

Wiping them down with alcohol

It does not burn more than the rest

It does not clean them

The throat is empty, vocal cords torn and

Bone broken

The birds fly away as tar starts dripping onto him

I am too filthy to be seen

I put him back together again

[goth-queen]

[ashenroses6]

You are cloudless

People like you

were not made

for people like me.

You are a

Sun

the earth revolves around

You.

I am a raindrop

running

down the window sill.

I will soak into

the ground, or

be evaporated by

shining rays.

I am destroyed

either way.

People like you

were not made

for people like me…

[ashenroses6]

When the State of Being is Stale

I haven’t written a good poem in months,

I haven’t tried for days.

I keep thinking about it but I have

nothing to say.

I have turned hollow, and empty,

and alone again,

but I keep thinking about it

every now and then.

Everything I write sounds static, and still,

a corpse-ridden melody.

I can’t figure out how to make things vivid,

again like TV,

or to flow smoothly both out loud and

written in lines.

The words no longer float, they fall

and lose their signs.

Signs equal meaning and warnings in

time, and without

there are no more colours to be

found about.

I have lost sight of my goal, and

along with it

my voice has faded too, so in my

room I sit

and it is all I do, as without words

all I am

is a body to be used, a catatonic

sham,

still wishing to be of use.