#callada

[sentimientos-en-el-aire]

Imagina pensar que soy callada solo porque no tienes acceso a mi personalidad premium.

[leregirenga]

Callada, ella así es. El tiempo, la vida, los hechos y personas la volvieron así.

Ella no era así antes, reía por todo, era risueña, perspicaz, soñadora, romántica y cursi. Le ganaba el corazón y entregaba todo si el amor era el causante de sus emociones y sensaciones.

Pero le hicieron añicos ya tantas veces que fue perdiendo la ilusión de la mirada, la ternura del alma, el sentir de cada fibra de su ser, las burbujas del interior.

Los clavos le desangraron las miradas,los versos, el futuro...

Ahora vaga solitaria por el mundo y con los ojos vacíos de tantas lágrimas de dolor.

Leregi Renga

[diario-de-ansiedad]

Exiges respeto por ser mi familiar y no das respeto cabron

Bajele de huevos si no quiere que yo también te responda, porque yo ya no me pienso callar

[verso-abstracto]

Está callada, hace tiempo que no habla, el silencio es lo único que habita en su habitación y la soledad es la pintura que le da color.

Ya no habla, se acostumbró tanto a que la callaran que ahora simplemente hace silencio por cuenta propia.

Está rodeada de gente y parece estar tan sola, hay bulla a su alrededor y sin embargo cuando la miras es como si hubiera un silencio eterno.

El tiempo se para, la gente desaparece y solo queda ella, ella callada y silenciosa, ella que no sabe por qué no es aceptada y la retiran tan fácilmente, ella y sus ganas de salir de aquel hoyo de oscuridad al que ha sido enviada producto del desplante de los demás hacia su persona.

Solo queda ella, a la cual le toca luchar y a la que por alguna razón no quiero abandonar.

No, quiero estar ahí y ayudarla a avanzar, ayudarla para que vuelva a brillar.

Little Moon

[depressdead]

A fin de cuentas, soy la chica que no abrió la boca y el violador sigue suelto…

Atte-. depressdead

[smcm1021]

Miro lo que he escrito

y me doy cuenta que he crecido

¿Cuántas cosas han cambiado?

Era casi una niña todavía

Tal vez con mucho dolor para ese pedacito de vida

La peor parte es preguntarme

si habré desperdiciado esos años

Y pensar

Que aún hay días en que me siento igual

Abrazarse a los recuerdos

De lo que fui y ya no seré

De lo que pudo haber sido

Pero se quedó en suponer...

[electricxmayhem]

first of all: THANK YOU

second of all I am sorry for the can of worms you have opened.

[cut for long post and embarrassing old art]

SO. The pirate OCs were invented in like 2018-ish because I simply felt like making an all-female pirate crew at the time.

they were the crew of Captain Kalavaar (the one in the purple jacket) although she really only went by 'Captain' conversationally. All of them had taken names/nicknames that were for the most part descriptors. Kalavaar was moreso the name she was referred to as among sailors in stories, and it was based on my best manufacturing of a bastardisation of the (probably already bungled on my account) Hindi words for 'black sword'. The rest of the crew were Hadari (meaning clever), Callada (meaning quiet), Armada (that one was just a name) and the twins, Titch and Minnie (meaning small).

All of them were runaways who joined the crew one by one (or in the twins case, two) after the Captain went to sea at a young age and never looked back. In fact she made a pact never again to set foot on land after she left.

Hadari was the smart one, and the Captain's First Mate (mostly because she literally was the first crew mate). She was from Kenya and she had a pet bird who sat on her shoulder. I'm so mad that I deleted a bunch of my photos to free up phone space and I don't have any drawings of him on hand rn (I could go get the actual pages out again and take more photos but i don't want to) but he was a bare-faced go away bird and his name was Mr Person

(here is a photo of what kind of bird he was)

Hadari was also the closest friends with Callada.

Callada was from México, where she had escaped a traumatic event that killed her family. She was mute, but communicated with sign language that Hadari helped her develop and share with the crew. She wore a low brimmed hat to cover disfigurement around her eyes and protect them from harsh light.

the next to join the crew was Armada, who was a mermaid! She had run from a high-class life in mermaid society and didn't have much experience fighting. Still, the Captain agreed to take her on as the ship's figurehead (the usually wooden decoration of a woman on the front of boats). Really, her job was just to sit around and look pretty, but she gradually got the hang of the pirate life and started participating a little too. She also ended up romantically involved, and eventually married to, the Captain.

and finally, those two little ones are the twins, Minnie (long hair) and Titch (short hair). They were runaway foundlings from London who Armada let stow away and who basically became adopted by the entire crew. Titch was a bit rowdier than Minnie, but Minnie was still very brave and lost her hand helping to fight off a Kraken. She ended up with a hook hand cobbled together from scraps, that evolved over her life into a functional metal appendage with multiple attachments.

But they were still the babies. (Oh and look there's Mr Person)

Listen I'm very bad at explaining things well, I have a lot of complex feelings about these characters and their relationships but this right here I guess is just a surface level introduction to my little murderous boat family. Hope you like them and support their dastardly deeds.

[la-mierda-del-amor]

Hoy yo marcho , me manifiesto, quemó, rayo, grito ...

Para que el día de mañana tu hija no pase por lo que yo...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifesto, Para que a tu hija no la acosen como a mi...

Hoy yo marcho y manifiesto, Para que no quieran abusar de tu hija por tener dos copas de más...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto para que a ningún hombre se le haga fácil abusar de tu hija por su forma de vestir...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto, para que tu hija sea libre y no valiente camino a casa...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto, para que tu hija pueda vestir libremente...

Hoy yo Marcho y me manifiesto, Para que tu hija no tenga que vivir callada y con miedo...

Hoy yo Marcho y me manifesto, para que tu hija no tenga miedo de defenderse de un cerdo machista, misógino, opresor...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto, Para que tu hija sea una niña feliz y una mujer feliz...

Hoy yo Marcho y me manifiesto, para que tu hija no sea una menos...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto, Para que tu hija no tenga miedo de enfrentar a su acosador ou abusador...

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto para que tu hija no se sienta humillada, sucia, vacía por el acoso,piropos o miradas que un machista opresor le diga cuando salga a la calle

Hoy yo marcho y me manifiesto para que tu hija viva libre y sin fronteras.