It's worth breaking my backlog effort to post something current. Today is the 25th birthday of oannablue , a shining light in the community, who passed away of cancer almost two years ago on July 19th.

I met Anna when I was afraid of myself, my sexuality, and my self expression. I was timid, traumatised, and deeply suspicious of many people, but intent on mingling with the crowds I knew would encourage what I wanted to be. Anna turned out to be one of those people. She was nothing but kind to me, even when I was a total stranger to her. I have never regretted holding myself back as keenly as I felt regret for not reaching out to her more, talking, and being there towards the end. I swore I'd never play it "safe" socially again. I have since made longtime friends like rubbercreatures , who commissioned this from me, and found the confidence to talk to people, no matter who they are.

Anna, you were my friend. I loved you. I know how hot you'd think it is that I've become a genderfucking, alterfucking, shapeshifter with a side tendency to become goop. Above all, I know you'd have a honking great laugh that the centre of this drawing is your cleavage. I'll help carry the torch to keep creating the filthiest self-actualisation I can, because I wouldn't have gone on this path so easily if you hadn't been one of the people helping push me along.

Sweet dreams, babygirl.

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Made using Clip Studio Paint
Created on 25/Apr/2023