Okay. So, let's all just agree that some stories can be pretty cliché, right. I mean - do you wanna tell me you never been reading a story and thought "yo, what the hell, that makes no sense, people don't act like that in real life, what's up with the cliché thing, damn."? Yeah, it's that feeling we're going against here. So this THING, whatever it is, will feature all your good ol' clichés, but from an aromantics point of view. Or just call it a parody or something, I dunno. You do you. Nice talking to ya. Same time next week?

A slam poem about overcoming aromantic/asexual exclusionism. As much of a battle cry as a cry for help. Be kind.

Growing up in a tower isn't easy, but it's the only life Rapunzel has ever known, and she wouldn't trade it for anything. The only real blemish is the suitors who persist in attempting to rescue her, despite her repeated declarations that she's perfectly happy right where she is. But her seventeenth birthday is fast approaching, and if she doesn't find her one true love by then, she'll have to leave the tower forever. What's a princess to do who isn't interested in, well, anyone? Winner of the Once Upon a Time contest by @lgbtq and @_Once_Upon

I am broken. The name on my wrist is a constant reminder of that. If I've never even had a crush in my life, how the hell am I supposed to have a soulmate?

Daisy, an aromantic, asexual, teenager accidentally summons Asmodeus, the charming incubus. Hell ensues. Literally. It's not smutty it's literally about an aroace minor stop adding it to y'all smutty reading list

I expected a warmth, gentle flow of tingling spreading throughout my body, and butterflies that flowed through stomach, like the movies make it sound, but any possible emotion was destitute, other than disgust. I thought I liked this person, but why did it feel so sickeningly revolting Every persons perception and experience with love is different, valid, and beautiful. Aromantic Asexuality is valid. You are no broken. Sex or romantic love does not make us human and the types of attraction existing are much more fluid than society makes it out to be. You are not alone. You don't owe anyone anything. You are the only one who can define who you are. people will try to tell you who you are; but they fail to recognize they have no control over who you are. Only you can define that. You know yourself best, which can be both scary, lonely, and.. comforting. Keep your head up. *Art doesn't belong to me and is from a random google image of Pinterest* Side Note: EW FIRST PERSON PERSPECTIVE HAHA.

UPDATE MAY 7: hey it's back up folks!!! sorry it was down, had a minor crisis and took all my stories down and stuff (you may have noticed the temporary lack of name and description too). but it's back! highest ranking: #2 in bye lol that was a joke it wasnt funny i find it kind of sad how this has over 2K reads... there is so little rep that this is what you can find 🥴 but also... thanks i guess XD okay so this is suddenly being added to reading lists and tbh pretty flattered so hope you all enjoy this mess gjofljdhk