When I first met her I just called her First, One. She had a real name, but I buried it with her, and nobody says it anymore.

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When I first met her I just called her First, One. She had a real name, but I buried it with her, and nobody says it anymore.
wooooow look at that normie wanting to fuck the conventionally attractive strong as fuck ice mummy
some 'the locked tomb' sketches 🖤
something about john, a māori man, trapping the earths body in a white, blonde woman based off a barbie doll, a symbol of white feminity. something about this barbies soul ending up in a black/brown girls body, and being surrounded by people who loved her more wholesomely than john ever did. something about john supressing his culture through in empire for tens of thousands of years, naming his lyctors after classical figures and pursuing the same colonial policies that forever harmed his people. something about how john can never truly escape from where he came from.
Harrow and Alecto 🥀
the idea of Varun seeing Alecto as a little sister is just so heartbreaking.
You are a monster. You were once a planet. A beautiful planet. Your mother was warm and good and you and your siblings orbited around her constantly. Then one day your salt thing, your sibling, was destroyed and you were all destroyed.
You no longer lived inside of your body but a new terrifying thing. All of you did except the third child of your mother sun who is leashed to the killer and trapped in a Strange form. She disappears one day and you and your other siblings chase those that escaped death so long ago.
Now there are three of you left and you feel her again. Your salt-thing sister. You hover above and in the tiny human form she now inhabits she crawls out and speaks your name and says she loved you.
You wait above the planet for months until you hear your sister scream in her small human voice. Help. Help. Help. What can a brother do but try?
I love her so much
each house gets one rendering style the economy is dire