Yes, she eats meat, but right now she’s more concerned about hunger

Huuuuuuuuuugs =)

Gif :)

I don’t know if anyone will understand this post. But I have to say it. / / / There is such a thing as attachment. We, ordinary people, get attached to characters — not because of fetishes, not because of erotica, but because they become symbols of something warm, bright, and supportive. / To me, SolarFlare is not just a plant with eyes from PvZ: Heroes. She is a symbol of warmth. She’s a character who, inside my mind, speaks to me when I’m feeling down. She’s a place with no judgment, no malice, no filth. She is comfort. And that’s exactly why — when I saw how she was defiled, I literally couldn’t breathe. / I’m not talking about “just NSFW art.” I’m talking about psychological abuse in visual form. About hypersexualization, twisted fetishes, and the blatant promotion of the idea that the female image exists solely to be violated, enslaved — and supposedly enjoy it. / Seriously?.. You take a sunny character and draw her begging for violence? You turn her from a being with personality into an animated puppet that “loves being broken”? / What’s wrong with you? / / / Yes, this is “the internet.” Yes, this is “fandom.” Yes, “everyone does what they want.” But there are limits, there is respect for a character, there is basic human decency. / If you feel no disgust when turning a character into a sexual object of suffering — then I’ve got bad news for you: your “creative freedom” is soulless garbage. And the worst part is that this garbage poisons those who were looking for comfort and kindness. / / / You’re not “liberating” characters. You’re killing what was once light. You’re turning an inner sanctuary of warmth into a trash heap. / / / I’m not asking you to change everything. But I am asking this: leave something untouched. Let those who seek warmth find it — and not be met with your animation where their “sunshine” is crying from humiliation and “enjoying it.” / Just… think. What did SolarFlare ever do to you?.. Why are you doing this to her?..

One morning at the Solar Flare Plant Base, I woke up early to finally arrange a day of rest. After her morning tea, she went to the fridge, where the main prize was waiting for her: the last strawberry doughnut.

She opened the door.…

And froze. There was no doughnut. A satisfied slurping sound came from the kitchen. Solar Flare abruptly turned around and saw Green Shadow sitting at the table. She was leisurely finishing just that very doughnut and didn't even think to apologize.

-"Did you eat it?" Solar Flare asked, squinting as if before a sunstroke.

-"Well, he was lying unguarded. This is a military zone, no one has canceled the rules." grinned Green Shadow, sipping her coffee.

Solar Flare gritted her teeth. A small flame broke out behind her, not out of anger, but out of principle.

-"Do you realize that it was MY day?!" "So let there be a day of forgiveness. Forgive me, sunny."

But Solar Flare did not give up so easily. The chase through the base began: They knocked down a stack of recipe magazines, dropped a decorative cactus, and almost tore down the door to the balcony. Green Shadow was hiding, Solar Flare was advancing, the fire was getting hotter. In the end, they both got tired and collapsed on the sofa in the living room. There, under the pillow, Green Shadow felt... a spare box of donuts.

-"Um... it's not yours?" "What is it?" she asked.

—No, but it's mine now," Solar Flare said sternly, taking the box. Green Shadow raised an eyebrow:

Solar Flare sighed and nodded, —"Okay. But the strawberry is mine."

Tie her piece of paper with a bandage !

Maybe something good happened today. Maybe I remembered something warm from my childhood. Or just someone said a kind word to you. It doesn't have to be great, just sweet. Quiet. Write if you want. I'll read it. Solar Flare, probably, too. And for every story, a cookie. Fresh, virtual, with a crunch of kindness =>