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I've been feeling a little bit better.. still shitty, but definitely better. I really appreciate all of the support and comfort you guys gave me, and I can assure you I most likely won't vent like that again. At least, not here.

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Though, I really don't want to worry anyone, I really must vent here. It hurts to breathe as of now, and please, don't worry for me. This is simply just how I express myself.

Trigger warnings:

'helf sarm' (HS⏪)

St@rv@t1on

Abus3 topics

Read at your own 'risk', I am NOT responsible for ANY of your triggers beyond this point. (/nm) <3

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Every single night, I cry. I don't know why I do.

Maybe it's the yelling, it's my mom's fault. She shouldn't have made it all my problem that she's mentally unstable...

..no. no, it's not. It can't be her fault. She's my mother. She'd never do that.

Maybe it's the fact the 'cuts' always fade from my skin no matter what blade I use. Maybe I need someone to just see how much I've suffered. Like art at a museum. But surely, there's someone who has it worse. I should be happy I get it so easily compared to some others.

Maybe it's the fact that no matter how many meals I skip, I'll never be able to be happy with my body. I'd only be happy if I sexualize my curves. But once again, someone out there has it worse. I shouldn't feel like this.

Maybe it's the constant yelling and slamming of doors done by my parents. The screams on false claims being thrown into each other like two angry neighbors. Maybe it's the fact they won't break up? No..no parents argue all the time. It's normal. I'm just over exaggerating it.

Maybe it's the past experiences. The abuse. He'd never do that. At least, not now. I shouldn't worry about stuff that happened so long ago.. it's not like it's something I care about now.

Maybe, just maybe, it's the void I feel in my stomach. The constant swinging of emotions. Like two sides fighting to burst out of my stomach like they're trapped. The thing that causes me so much pain, simply because I can't express them. But that's my problem. It's my fault for not expressing myself for often. It's my fault for not getting the help I've needed. If I ask for help again, I'll just annoy someone. That's not what I want.

So then why? Why do I cry so much at night? When nobody's around, and I'm in bed? Is it because nobody will come and save me? Am I afraid of being weak? Maybe I'm so used to being this happy, colourful, extroverted shell of myself in front of other people, that I've just forgotten what I'm supposed to do with nobody around. Like my happiness is something I can't get from myself unless I make a fool of myself.

Maybe this is my fault. I don't deserve this happiness. I should be thankful that people wanna talk to me. It's just my fault for covering up my emotions.

Maybe that pill bottle was the answer after all. I should go crawling back to it, as I do with most things I tell myself I'll never see again.

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I just wanted you to know I'm not normal about your art at all /pos

thought I dont want to request the same fucking character over and over again (..vagabond) I still love all ur work pooks please keep cooking

ITS OKAY ANNON I ACTUALLY LOVE DRAWING VAGABOND SO IDM IF YOU REQUEST HIM MULTIPLE TIMES!!

I really don't know why I put that gif there I just really like the colors

ANYWAYSTHANK YOU ANON!!!! ^_^

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🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕🍕for you

Why thank you🥹

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Can you draw more ler!jason🙏 my goat (lee can be any1 and take your time)

I just DESTROYED a whole pizza omg, but yes, ofc :-3

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SORRY FOR NOT POSTING AS MUCH IVE BEEN BUSY WITH SHIT LIKE POWER OUTAGES 🥹🥹

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THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD AND HAVE A DAMN GOOD DAY

GIGGLES THABKYOU

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psst.. daily reminder I’m in your walls :)

HEY!! YOU GET OUT OF THERE!!!

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Do you take requests for fics or just art/hcs?

I take requests for both! :-3

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Alright! Here's a quick reminder to all my followers or anons that my requests are ALWAYS open! 😺

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Can you draw lee!captain pls? :3 (Ler can be vagabond or anyone else idm)

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Taking a small break from Tumblr for sum mental health stuffs! It'll be a few days most likely-- Hope you all understand!! ^_^

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....what now

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your art is so yimmy I crave more lee vagabond /nf

ofc! 😛 Ft gunman lol

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I cannot be the only one who genuinely thinks the questions like "are you/where are you ticklish?" Are weird as hell... Like... especially if you're directing the question to a minor. Like okay yes, tkling is not ALWAYS nsfw. But like...cmon mmann

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Baby's first fanfic!?

This is STRICTLY A SFW BLOG/FIC!

This is a tkl fic btw..

-> Ler!Vagabond Lee!King

Ft: Captain... He's happy to be included, trust

Also! There is swearing in this. Also, I Headcannon the king as a chubby guy, lalalal I can't hear you..

'The Stolen Sword'

It wasn't a very normalized day for Vagabond, the swordsman hadn't been in a fight for awhile, mainly because nobody was bold enough to fight with him. That was, until today. Vagabond knew the player was approaching, because Captain had warned him. So, a good five waves before this all, Vagabond went to polish his sword. He believed that if his sword could reflect his face, it could reflect his power. He swiftly went to the stand where he kept most of his swords.

No....

No..that's not it..

Nope...

This went on until all the swords were off the stand

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None of which were his beloved Cerulean Vengeance.

He didn't have much time left, so he decided to just ultimately crash the player's game. Which was NEVER supposed to be done, unless an emergency like this one happened. After all of which was said and done, he ran back to Chaos Canyon to ask his friend for help with his missing sword.

He quickly ran over to Captian, frantically signalling his situation to his friend.

"Avast! You be too quick, Matey!"

Captain's gruff voice stopped Vagabond in his tracks.

"Now, what is it yir' tryna tell me? slower this time, Savvy..."

Vagabond let out a huff, and began signalling his situation in a dumbed down sentence. Captain nodded along, finally understanding his situation.

"Aye, I see...I don't think I have any ideas where it ended up.."

Vagabond frowned.

"Avast, don't hang the jib..Have ye' asked any of yir' comrades?"

Vagabond shook his head, then got an idea..he was gonna go check with Jason and The King. He nodded in gratitude for the idea, and immediately dashed off, almost sweeping Captain off of his feet.

First, he backtracked to Crossroads. To see Jason...he wasn't sure if the voided man ever spoke, thankfully he was the same.

He quickly went over to the tall man, politely tapping his shoulder. He whipped around, thinking it was a player

"KI!"

Jason quickly regained his composure and looked annoyed. Vagabond bowed apologetically, and began signing his problem out again.

Jason tilted his head.

He didn't understand sign language.

Vagabond huffed, knowing that he'd never have the time to explain it through drawings or get Captain to explain it, he left. It's not like Jason would wanna ditch his beloved chainsaw for a heavy sword anyways.

He made his way to the Rocket Arena. But on the way, he quickly realized that The King was probably too short-witted to understand sign language as well..so on his way, he grabbed Captain . Who only accepted the journey because he wanted to stop at the bar on the way back for a nice beer.

The two arrived at the Arena, quickly spotting The King in his giant Mech suit. Captain walked over, shouting upwards to get his attention

"LASS! DOWN 'ERE!"

The King looked down at the two, and Stepped out of the suit

"What is it, mh?"

The King was surely not wanting to engage in any conversation with the two.

"Vagabond 'ere wants to know where his beloved Cutlass went"

The King smirked

"Well, what if I don't tell you? I don't take kindly to peasants like you anyways."

Vagabond quickly frowned, angrily. His fists shaking

"Lad, just give us the location n' we'll be on our way."

Captain could sense Vagabond's anger, trying to be reasonable with the greedy King.

"You peasants are nothing without your precious weapons. I'll be gladly keeping them for my own usage.."

The King wasnt being reasonable..

Before anyone could say anything else, Vagabond tackled The King to the ground. Pinning both his hands above his head with one of his. And quickly straddling his waist.

"Off! Get it off! Argh!"

The King squirmed, obviously not enjoying any of this treatment..

Captain couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

"I'm gone' to the bar... Good luck, lass."

Captian walked away.. and Vagabond looked down at the king.

"You just gonna sit there!? This won't make me tell you anyth--"

He was cut off by the feeling of Vagabond's fingers gently jabbing into his ribs. The King let out a squeak. Quickly squirming

"Don't you dare! I'll have your head on a damn stic--kehehehehe!"

The King's threat was interrupted by the feeling of Vagabond's hand tickling his side. It didn't hurt, but it was hard enough to get him to weaken his muscles. Vagabond grinned to himself, continuing the attack

"Gah! Stahahap! Th-this isn't fahahahair!"

The King was giggling more and more.

Suddenly, Vagabond removed the hand grabbing both of The King's wrists, and began using that hand to also tickle his side.

"H-hEEHEHeheheahaha! Na-AH--ohoho!"

The King was too weak to push his arms away, any attempt at doing so was futile. Vagabond moved to his stomach, putting his hands under the chubby man's shirt. Quickly poking and prodding at his lower stomach. "F-FUCKHAHAHA! YO-YOU BIHIHIHTCH!"

The King's head was thrown backwards. He hated this feeling of not being able to do anything about his weakness to something so.... childish. Vagabond continued the onslaught. Grinning to himself. He suddenly moved to his armpits...

Oh god.

"AHAHAHA! NOHOT THEREHEHEHEHE! STAHAHAP! PLEHEHHEASE!"

The King let out a squeal equivalent to a dog whistle, his back arched, which just out him closer to Vagabond's hands.

"FIHIHINE! ILL- HEHAAHAH! ILL GIVE YOU TH-THEHE DAMN SWOHOHORD!"

Vagabond finally stopped. Leaving The King a wheezy, giggly mess on the ground.

"Fu-fuck...yohou...mmgh.."

The King groaned, weakly getting up. His legs slightly quivering from how out of breath he was.

The King weakly climbed up the mech, taking a good minute too even gain the strength to climb in general.

Finally, The King returned with the familiar casing of the sword. Vagabond eagerly took it, holding onto it like a lifeline. And as if on cue, Captain returned. Three beers in hand, he walked over to the two, handing them all a glass.

"How was it, lads?"

Vagabond nodded, as if saying 'good.'

The King didn't respond

"Aye..ya' look like an apple... almost matches ya' shirt."

The King looked away, covering his red face, embarrassed

"Fuck off.."

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i feel like trooper is the kind that will tickle and then give a small break (the lee might misunderstood and thought he forgive them this time) before doing that again

emeraldblaster would aggressively tickle but they never find the right spot (somehow) and always got knockback

(i suck at making hc but i just find these two will fight each other time to time)

This is. Actually OUR headcannon now,

oughghh Lee emerald blaster my absolute BELOVED 💥

anon... I LOVE YOU ANON!!/p❤️❤️ ^_^