#hello again hehe

[macknus]

Little Doll

“God. You really are just so fucking blameless aren’t you?”

Whumpee blinked, stunned. They turned to teammate who leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest.

“What?”

“You,” Teammate sneered. His eyes filled with hatred. “You just love to be so helpless. The perfect, innocent victim. Do you know how hard Caretaker has been working to make sure that you’re comfortable?”

“I— I do know, and I appreciate—”

“Oh sure,” Teammate cut in, smiling grotesquely. “You appreciate everything. You’re just so bloody thankful aren’t you? Filled with gratitude and yet you’re still leeching off of everyone here. Our time. Our patience. We come home from a mission and have to wake to you screaming in the middle of the night and not complain about it.”

Whumpee shrunk in on themselves, eyes darting around the room but Teammate blocked the only way out. They were trapped. They swallowed before speaking. “I… I’m sorry. I don’t mean to—”

“No. I know you don’t. How could you mean to do anything after what Whumper did to you?” Whumpee flinched but Teammate kept speaking. “You’re just a pathetic little ghost of a person. You’re a poor, helpless traumatised thing that everyone has to fall over themselves to make sure is perfect. It’s disgusting how you make them all fawn over you, like you’re something special. Making sure that you’re not too cold or too hot, or god fucking help you, upset at anything.”

Whumpee’s voice locked itself in their larynx, refusing to defend themselves because Teammate was right. They were pathetic. They didn’t deserve the kindness of Caretaker or their Team. They didn’t deserve to be rescued. They should still be with Whumper. They wouldn’t be a burden to anyone they loved if they had just stayed with Whumper.

“But you know what, Whumpee?” Teammate asked, pushing off the doorframe and stalking towards them. “I’m fucking upset. I’m tired. I’m tired of working my ass off and having to deal with your mopey face every time we come home. I’m tired of having to give you time, give you space, walk on bloody eggshells around you because you’re too fucking weak to cope by yourself.”

Whumpee flinched when Teammate raised his palms to Whumpee’s shoulders and shoved them back. Hard. Whumpee stumbled, eyes wide and terrified but their body was frozen, refusing to fight back. To talk back. To say anything against Teammate because deep down they knew Teammate was right.

They were weak. They deserved what Whumper did to them. They didn’t deserve to stay here where it was safe. Where they weren’t hurt. Where they were just hurting the people who saved them, who loved them. And they didn’t deserve their love either…

Another shove and Whumpee fell back again. And another and Whumpee almost lost their footing but caught it at the last second. Throwing wide eyes up at Teammate horrified at what they’d done to him… They pushed Teammate to this. It was their fault Teammate was so upset with them. Their fault. Their fault. Their fault.

Why were they so weak? So pathetic. Needing people to protect them, to save them? Why couldn’t they save themselves? They should be saving themselves, not making it other peoples’ problem to help them. One last shove and Whumpee’s back hit the wall. They let out a startled breath as Teammate loomed over them. A hand slammed out to the wall at the side of Whumpee’s head and they flinched as Teammate leaned down so his mouth was close to Whumpee’s ear.

“If I were you,” Teammate said, his voice dipping low, threatening. It reminded Whumpee of Whumper’s comforting rasp whenever they were about to punish Whumpee. “And I was really sorry for being such a fucking waste of space, I’d leave in the middle of the night, and never come back.”

Eventually, Whumpee didn’t remember when, Teammate drew back and placed a hand on the hollow of Whumpee’s cheek and tilted their head to Teammate, but Whumpee’s gaze was faraway.

“Maybe if you were like this forever, everyone here could actually tolerate you.” Teammate said, his voice darkening as he continued, a cruel smirk tugging his lips across his face. “You know what? When you’re like this I see what Whumper saw in you. You’re positively adorable when you’re petrified.”

At some point Teammate left.

At some point Whumpee’s shaking got so bad it was starting to hurt.

At some point Whumpee’s locked legs gave up on them and they collapsed to the floor.

At some point the silent tears poured over their cheeks, but Whumpee didn’t realise any of this. They stared blankly into the distance, and their trembling stopped. They sat there, motionless, loose and doll-like, waiting for the next monster who decided they wanted to play with them.

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General Tag-list: @sunflower1000 @scoundrelwithboba (lmk if you wanna be added/removed🫶)

[crowkip]

here comes the cowboy

[wcrstbehavior]

Beckham stood by the door, fingers curled tightly around the strap of his duffel bag. His gaze shifted back to Jace, still tangled in the sheets, eyes shadowed with the remnants of last night's argument. His hand hesitated on the doorknob when he heard Jace's voice cut through the silence. Beckham's jaw clenched at that, the tension radiating through his shoulders. He exhaled sharply, barely glancing over his shoulder. "Goodbye wouldn't change anything," he replied, voice edged with finality. "Why pretend it would?"

open starter - m/f/nb muse: jace hart. a street-racer from the UK. top-leaning verse, dom. possible connection: this could go a lot of directions: fluffy, smutty, angsty, whichever direction you'd like to take it in. one night stand, bf/gf, ex who needed one last time, maybe they'd just had a fight and had angry sex and it's the morning after and things still haven't been resolved.

"Are you seriously going to leave without saying goodbye?"

[chrisbangs]

Chugnha .:. STRESS MCountdown [250213]

[rubberlemon]

bitter gavv

[crowbasils]

your catastrophes — (procession)

[chipthekeeper]

new Vel gifs because I am very bored and in love with this angle of her face

[galinneall-dearg]

Happy 5/5

[leenfiend]

what’s ur type

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[saetiate]

meow. friend I'll be honest i sent that ask when i was already nearly done. LOL. i know you just updated your corae moodboard (Awesome Btw. sensational. i'll be there with tags soon..) but i picked a pic from the original post before i saw heh 🥸 with this as my first time drawing sae i'm so sorry if he looks off / that i very evidently gave up on his watch btw . HEFBDJHB

ALSO it's nice to meet u cora!! :3 very fun and awesome when i see u on the dash heh i hope ur having a good weekend so far!! 🦔🪩

AAAAAAAAAAAAA WAIT I JUST WOKE UP TO THIS wait hold on i'm gonna collapse or cry or something okay putting my reaction below the cut because i already know i'm going to reblog this again

ohmygod wait WAITBWJEJEJEJRHR HOLD ON OKAY . HELLO ALL THE DETAILS OMG the details of the wine glass .. the suit and the colors.. the layers and folds of the dress WHDWJJDJD AND the watch waughldsfjkds and u even took the time to put my lil beauty mark oh okay 😭😭 the way this is so classy ohmygod it’s like actually everything I could’ve ever wanted I am going to collapse. I did already actually I saw this and had to sit down HAHA

NIA WIFEIY UR ART IS ASTOUNDING WAIT i cannot believe this is ur first time drawing sae and just for me 🥺🥺 and that u would create smth for me when we are so early in our friendship i am actually gonna cry rn your heart knows no bounds .. sobs .. i am sending u so much love I hope u know how much your love and care and how much this means to me .. i hath never gotten a comm before so this is extra extra special to me and close to my lil sae loving heart .. the way you took the time to look at my self insert and my moodboard omg .. niafriend i am about to make this my entire identity HAHA you are such a talented artist wuafhsjdfdsajflkds if you will have me i am holding your precious hands so gently ..

HELLO I HAVE BEEN STARING AT THIS FOR FOREVER .. i am staring at his hand on me it is making me feel so many things omg. making me his girl fr fr waufjejjdhd sobs i am like . I cannot put into words how much this means to me like u actually have no idea ueue.. for u to draw and give this to me .. if there is anything I can do for you pls lmk TAT I would love to write a lil something for you or one of your selfshippies if ur ever interested in something like that (no pressure ofc!!) WAHHDHEHEJDHDB OKAY JUST KNOW I LOVE YOU A LOT AND THANK YOU FOR THIS 😭😭

[imaginationblur]

The gals are out on the streets ready for Adventures. I'm just along for the ride, really.

Promise you get them some ice cream! 🍨

[pieflavoredartz]

(CLICK FOR THAT FINGER LICKIN GOOD QUAILTYYY … KIRABOSS EDITION!! 🗣🗣)

well well welll, its my kirabossaniversary again! if your new here, i do a bunch of art for it! includin a more … well you can look under the cut for that 😁 ( its sfw btw!!) thank you all for stickin w me ! whether youve been here forever or just learnt of my existence. thank you.. HERES TO MOAR KIRABOSS 🍄🍄

ha get punked!! im tooo shy ta post it ! ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ so just take a cropped doodle of them from it! cuties <33

but hey fret not my “i wanted to see the yearly red n grey toadie fanart” likers, look! kiraboss shriney pics :D

[halogbs]

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[sonadowsupremacy]

us in another universe — Sonadow AU fic

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Sonic can remember all of his alternate lives. He can also remember that in every single one, he’s been murdered just shy of his twentieth birthday by Shadow, a supernatural being linked to his soul who follows him through every life.

The problem is that he’s quite fond of the life he’s in now, and his little brother Tails needs him in order to stay alive. If Sonic wants to save his brother, he’ll have to find the omniscient devil who has hunted him in every other timeline before he finds him first. This time, Sonic is determined to figure out why he’s being hunted and finally break their curse, and try not to fall in love… again.

new chapter is up!! (updates every sunday)

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[Art by @yangxzzzz on X]

[sodapopcurtis-dx-asks]

(A tall boy with platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and an elvish face. Identical to Dally. The boy is in jeans, a leather jacket, and a wifebeater with his hair greased.)

Heya I’m Caleb Winston and I’m looking for a Dallas? He’s my half brother and I ain’t seen ‘im since he left New York 8ish years ago.

Soda and Steve freeze up at the individual who stands in front of them, both equally shocked. And a bit terrified.

It felt like seeing a ghost.

“You– Dallas?” Soda struggled to get the words out. “Shit, fuck– uhm.”

“Oh, shit.” Steve just stared. “You ain't got half a clue, if you're looking for him, do you?”

Soda got up and left immediately, as to where he walked off to is beyond Steve. All that was noticable is he walked off with a pack of cigarettes clutched in his hands.

Steve held out an awkward hand. “I'm Steve. I, we... we were friends with Dallas. He–” Steve huffed. Soda left him with the difficult work. “God, I don't know how to break this to you.”

“Dallas passed away sometime last year.” It felt blunt in the way Steve said it, but it was obvious there was some emotional warble in the way he spoke.

Soda was stood outside the DX now, staring blankly out into the distance, holding a lit cigarette. Apparently he wasn't dealing with this.

Steve sighed. “I-I'm real sorry. Do you– what're you looking for, exactly? I can still... help.” He shrugs awkwardly.

“All of his stuff is still kept somewhere in Buck's, I think.”

[lee-minhoe]

jeno for @ambivartence 🎁💚