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@dapperenby13 / dapperenby13.tumblr.com

hi you can call me Dapper or V, 18, they/them, ISTP, 6w5, aroace, autistic, chronically ill, my ao3 is Dapperenby137, artist, fanfic writer, nsfw blogs dni,
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Tw death, Botw spoilers

Okay, I just think Zelda should’ve been able to carry his lifeless body, for symbolism and such.

Title is: Lambs

Lyrics: fragile limbs as light as a feather / tight roping on the edge of tethers / dwelling on dreams and midnight terrors / nothing lasts, we secretly hope it’s forever / and ever / ‘cause losing feels a lot like winning / losing but we’re first to finish / I’m singing but the sound’s diminished / I’m breathing but the air is thinning — ivory tower by the nova twins.

No lyric version

I’ve been wanting to draw something like this for a while, I’ve just been thinking a lot about them, especially Zelda. I just wanted her to be able to hold his body and call out to the gods that thrust this all on them. Everyone she’s knows and loves is dead or at least presumed dead, the kingdom she’s been raised to inherit has fallen in part was to a technology she helped find, the one person who is supposed to always save her, her knight, best friend, partner in reincarnation and destiny, someone she’s know since her soul was first created is dead in her arms, she is realizing that it’s all on her now, she is the only hope left, she unlocked the thing she spent her life reaching for but at what cost.

Btw the flowers at her feet are poppies, which are said to grow on battlefields

Also I have them halo-ish things because I can

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Okay so uhh, I had the idea to write poetry inspired by characters. So this is my first attempt. It’s about Yosano, focusing on her time in the war. So yeah, it’s not nice.

Warnings for: medical themes, uncomfortableness in general, just Yosano’s trauma, medical horror mayhaps, war themes. Abuse. Death.

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A little poem about being trans that I wrote in the middle of the night

Tw: mentions of death and burning

I killed her / I burnt her body

I stomped her name into the remains / but i still carry her ashes with me

As a reminder of who I once was / of how I’m different now

But she’s still a part of me / she’ll always haunt me

And I don’t think that’s a bad thing / I think it’s natural / it’s human

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