symbolic fanart of me tangled in spiderwebs representing my lack of autonomy as a character trapped inside a narrative and being unwillingly manipulated by various external forces but i seem a little too happy about it
strung up like a puppet controlled by a giant disembodied hand but i’m blushing and giggling and fluttering my eyelashes of my own free will
“doomed by the narrative” or, as i like to call it, “getting fucked raw by fate”