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Angst blast!! The ITP: Happy Ending AU was made by @maraariana01
Title: Gone
[TW: Character Death]
[TW: Blood]
The bunny was going alone. He’d been wandering for a while. After having managed to explain the situation to Jackie and Thomas the best he could, the bunny wanted them and Jinx to stay behind.
He promised that he was going to bring back their son.
He didn’t know much about the bear—really, he didn’t know anything, besides the fact that he was a Freddy, that he was dangerous, and that he had taken his son for a reason unknown to the bunny.
Oswald was a good kid. He hadn’t done anything wrong—in general, or anything that could lead into him getting captured by a Freddy—which the bunny still didn’t know what he wanted to do.
The bunny still felt like it was his fault for the capture—as he wandered, he could still feel himself leaking from his eyes. He should’ve been there with his son—maybe he could’ve stopped it before the Freddy got in.
Even if he hadn’t, the bunny still felt that, with how everything really happened, that he could’ve done something. He just didn’t know what.
Just... just hold on, son. The wandering bunny thought, wiping at his eyes—which felt useless, as the leaking just kept going. I’ll be there soon, I promise. You’ll be okay.
He didn’t have any clues as to where the Freddy could’ve taken his son. He never saw any clues back at the house, or any place closest, so the bunny had settled on checking everywhere. He needed to find the two.
As he wandered, the bunny attempted to ignore some of his thoughts—the more unpleasant ones. Ones involving Oswald, ones of the past. But they always came back. They always returned to him.
What is the animatronic doing to him? His mind asked. Am I already too late? Will I be too late? How is my son? Is he still okay? How is he feeling? Is he scared? I’ll be there soon. He didn’t know that.
Scared... Oswald. He’d seen his son scared before in the past. Most of those moments happened to be the boy being scared of something small—like a spider that managed to get into his room, and ended up spooking him.
What came to mind, though, was back when the bunny was still pretending to be Thomas. Oswald... his son... the boy had seemed scared. Scared of the events unfolding—it wasn’t everyday that something like this happened.
...Scared of him.
Oswald had been scared of him. He had hurt his that night—he hadn’t meant to... but it still happened. He saw the fear and pain in his son. He had to wear a cast for a while after that.
Spring Bonnie had caused that. He had hurt his son. He had scared him. He remembered the last time a kid had been scared of him. When he had hurt them—despite not wanting to.
When he had come and worn him. The kids would never know that the bunny hadn’t wanted to do that—that he cares for them, wanted them to be safe—that it wasn’t really him doing it.
They had been scared of him until the end.
...
Oswald sat up right in bed, startled awake by a noise—it sounded like his door. Rubbing his eyes, and letting out a yawn, the boy got out of his bed, and walked over.
Taking a closer look, even if it was dark without the light on, he noticed how the door was locked—and obviously, someone was trying to get in. He didn’t remember locking it.
Maybe he did it without realizing? “Hold on,” Oswald spoke up, before unlocking the door, and backing up. A second passed, before the door was finally opened.
He saw Spring Bonnie standing there—and even in the dark, he could tell that a liquid was leaking from his eyes—it looked creepy in the darkness. “Spring Bonnie?” Oswald frowned.
Spring Bonnie fully stepped into the room, where Oswald was immediately scooped up by the bunny, and brought into a hug. His ears were lowered.
Although he was confused, Oswald hugged him back. What happened? A nightmare, maybe? That was his tired self’s first thought. But he doubted it—he’d never seen Spring Bonnie sleep—he didn’t seem to need it.
What had happened?
...
Spring Bonnie had assumed that it would take much, much longer—but, rather fortunately, it had taken less. He’d gotten some tips from some people as he wandered.
Apparently, the Freddy wasn’t all that good at sneaking around—he was loud, for one thing. He’d been running around, Oswald in his grasp, as he seemed to try to be finding someplace.
A giant, broken, animatronic bear wandering around with a child was something that you wouldn’t just forget after witnessing it, Spring Bonnie supposed.
With all of that help (Spring Bonnie made sure to thank all of them), the bunny had eventually made his way to an old, closed, and abandoned building—he didn’t know what it had originally been used for, but it seemed pretty big.
One of the was open just a little bit—like someone had forgotten to close and lock it. The bunny went through the door, and ended up in an empty, long corridor—he continued on his way.
It felt like the corridor just went on forever. But, fortunately, the bunny eventually reached another door, and he stepped through it.
Now, looking around, he seemed to be in what was an old storage room—there were a few boxes, three at most—but nothing else. The room was still pretty empty. It was only those boxes, himself, and...
Spring Bonnie tensed, his eyes widening. Leaning against the wall to the right of him, was the Freddy. He looked excited. He looked happy. Oswald was there, too, in the bear’s grasp.
He was... his son was still. He was still. The boy’s own eyes were widened. Red. Spring Bonnie saw red on the ground, specifically below his son. Oswald...! No, no...
He couldn’t see how bad it was, due to where he was standing, and how the Freddy’s arm was wrapped around him, but it seemed like most of it was coming from his son’s abdomen.
That was the main source of it, Spring Bonnie noticed, but he could see blood trickling down and out one of Oswald’s sleeves. A part of the boy’s pants, near the ankle, was stained, and he could see more trickling down.
Son...!
...
Funtime Freddy had been listening to the steady drip, drip, drip, that the blood made as it fell, when he heard footsteps—looking up, he smirked at the sight of the bunny, eyes glowing brightly.
“I see you’re here for your Little Ocelot, Bun-Bun!” The bear laughed, voice glitching once, maybe twice, in the process. “He wasn’t going to pick... so I picked for him!”
The bunny rushed towards the two.
Funtime Freddy knew what he wanted. The bear already had his fun—he’d already done what he’d wanted—and it was only a matter of time. Unlike Millie’s, this one was somewhat slow.
When the bunny reached him, Funtime Freddy didn’t stop Spring Bonnie from taking the boy from him. He just watched, chuckling to himself.
...
Spring Bonnie cradled the boy in his arms, leaking. He could see the injuries more clearly now. They weren’t good. The blood continuing dripping. Some of it was starting to get on the bunny.
No, no! Oswald... Oz, don’t! Stay! The bunny didn’t want to see him go motionless. He didn’t want to lose his son. Thoughts were screaming at the bunny loudly.
You’ll be okay! One was repeating over and over. Repeated begs, repeated reassurances, repeated apologies for this unfolding. I love you, son. However, everything went unsaid and un-written.
One arm was wrapped around Oswald’s back as he held his son against his chest—the other was against his abdomen. He didn’t think that was doing anything. Except for staining his hand.
Oswald moved. His hand lifted up, and grabbed at the bunny’s hand that was on top—most likely for comfort. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say.
One glance at his son, and within his son’s eyes... Spring Bonnie could see the fear. The pain. Oswald didn’t deserve this.
...
Funtime Freddy, originally having been watching from the same spot, finally decided to move forward. Granting Millie’s ‘wish’ had gotten rid of his boredom—and so had this—this was far more interesting.
As he started approaching the bunny, he watched as, ever so carefully, Spring Bonnie placed the boy down—giving him what seemed to be a forehead kiss in the process.
Spring Bonnie stood back up to his full height, standing protectively in front of his boy, Funtime Freddy noticed. He also noticed when the bunny’s jaw unhinged.
...
Spring Bonnie was alone in the building. Mostly. Now, it had just become him and... Oswald!
The bunny turned around, spotting his son right where he had left him a few minutes ago. He lay there, not moving. Red... there was a puddle of blood formed underneath his son, caused from the injuries.
Spring Bonnie ran, eyes and other areas leaking, rapidly falling and hitting the ground, somewhat staining it.
He fell to his knees after reaching his son, pulling Oswald close. He had noticed the red on his hands from earlier. Oswald...? He gently shook the boy’s shoulder a few times. No response.
His eyes were closed. Oswald was still. His son didn’t move. He was motionless. He wasn’t making any movement. Spring Bonnie couldn’t hear him breathing, nor could he see his chest rising and falling. Nothing moved.
No... Spring Bonnie held his son closer to his chest, the liquid continuing to hit the floor—and parts of Oswald’s clothes. No! His son wasn’t moving. He wasn’t opening his eyes. He wasn’t waking up.
Please, no... Spring Bonnie could feel his own body shaking. Unlike his son, he was moving. He was moving. Oswald wasn’t. He wasn’t going to do so again—he wasn’t going to talk—he wasn’t going to do anything—because the bunny had been too late. He’d failed his son.
He had promised Jackie and Thomas that he would bring their son back—that Oswald would be fine—something he had repeatedly told himself. But he wasn’t. He’d failed his son. And he’d not kept his promise to Thomas and Jackie. He failed them, too.
His son was gone.
#Fic#Story#Into The Pit#ITP: Happy Ending AU#<<Certainly not that right now with this#Fnaf#Angst#Spring Bonnie#Oswald#Count The Ways#Funtime Freddy#Cyber’s Chatter#Styx’s Chatter#Anubis’s Chatter#I love writing angst
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buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#lost in the book with nightmare before christmas#hajimari no halloween#(the origin of halloween huh) (oooh)#why yes i did wake up way too early to watch the stream and will have no memory of drawing this later#anyway THE MAGIC BOOK IS BACK TO EAT US ONCE AGAIN!!!!#this does make things make a lot more sense if it doesn't have to. y'know. actually take place in the established world#like how jack and sally are apparently just gonna be THERE as themselves WHY NOT#i'm certainly not complaining mind you#scully looks like he's gonna be super adorable and i love him already#spooky scary skeleman who just goes :O a lot and is excited for halloween#he seems like he might actually be more of a fusion of jack and sally? or maybe i'm just reading too much into it#still getting jazzy vibes off of him though. is not scully j graves an incredible jazz musician name.#does this open up the possibility that the last time we went into the book there was a sexy anime boy stitch just offscreen the whole time#...maybe some things are best left uncontemplated#god everyone in this event looks fantastic i'm so glad i saved up some keys after all#a little sad that there's no lilia but you know what the fact that a halloweentown malleus exists is still pretty dang good#and sebek's hat is SO tall#the biggest hat for the loudest boy#i hope oogie is here too i need him and jamil to meet#i need jamil to be faced with a guy who's just a bunch of bugs standing on each other's shoulders in a trenchcoat#i am not coherent right now i just needed to get this out before i go pass out again
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Birds of a Feather previous / next
#my art#feralnette au#birds of a feather#long tags#sorry I went apeshit in the tags#LETS SAY IT ALL TOGETHER NOW#I - M - A - G - OOOOOOOOO#its fun drawing marinette's back to Alya and having her appear stout and unstoppable and totally logical#and then you see her face and she's like two seconds from completely snapping and is keeping it together by a thread#as a note just because mari feels very certainly abt smth doesnt mean she's right. feelings can be valid and also irrational#in the throes of grief she decided it was better to be alone than to lose someone again so she started pulling away#and lila made pulling away very very very easy to do#shes also vaguely aware she's being unfair in pinning this on alya which is why she started spinning the drain on cockmoth again#legitimately all the shit that's happened to her wouldn't have been so catastrophic if he was never in the picture and she knows it#but the bitterness of her bestie choosing a fantastic liar over her at the worst of times stiiiiiings#alya's personal timing was bad but lila really took advantage of the fact that marinette had been acting off and weird#she basically clocked marinette as being unstable from SOMETHING and made up a lie about her#knowing she wouldn't have the strength to defend herself#between her social life going tachy bc of lila and losing fu in a way that felt like personhood death marinette was really put on the spot#and alya doing her thing of busting in there and assuming her bias is correct was a terrible combo#essentially marinette is highly unstable and alya is just realizing that#busting in and giving her a lecture when she's slightly hysterical and definitely delirious from exhaustion is NOT the way#to show her she's self sabotaging#cuz thats just gonna make her double down on self sabotaging. bc marinette will not accept that she is also a CHIIIIILD
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if you’re young and transmasc and the people in your life haven’t been great about the whole thing and you’re starting to feel like it might be easier to just give up and pretend to be the person they want you to be, i need you to hold on. because the thing is, one second you’re 16 and a future where you get to make decisions about your own body and life feels so impossibly far away and you can’t imagine living like this for that long, but then you blink and it’s been six years and you’re in your car with the music blasting and your voice is lower than the guy in the song’s and your hair is long for the first time in a decade because you’re finally confident enough to grow it out again on your own terms and your chest hasn’t been weighed down in months and it’s the freest you’ve ever felt in your life and i promise it will be worth the wait. don’t give up on yourself.
#was literally just driving home from the store and it was such a euphoric experience i had to make a post#16 year old me never could’ve imagined being where i am right now#he certainly wouldn’t have believed i would be able to get to this point while still living in my parents’ house#positivity#transmasc positivity#trans man positivity#trans men#transmascs
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This wine tastes like pigs blood!
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#jin zixun#wei wuxian#su she#(Su She needs to have his carrie moment before he can have his Carrie Moment.#Which means he needs to exist as a punching bag before he can hit 'em with the rebound).#My first draft of this comic had WWX slurping LWJ's wine per actual scene canon#As it really is a great scene of how WWX is willing to absorb the scandal and harm that befalls others.#It had a lot less to do with it being LWJ and more so that WWX just happens to be the kind of person who refuses to turn a blind eye.#It could have been any Lan who was being pressured (inappropriately) to drink (do not pressure anyone to drink irl PLEASE).#Because this is a romance plot it of course *is* LWJ. But don't forget that in this moment they aren't on great terms.#It's not a knight in shining armor moment - it's a 'you were being treated unjustly and I have the power to absolve you from that.'#And as we are very soon about to see - WWX certainly cannot turn away from those who need aid he can provide.#And like Jin Guangyao; that kindness is also his downfall.#By the way - that you all for the amazing community commentary on the last comic. I really loved reading everyone's thoughts!#Suyao shippers...I get it now. You had me at 'wen ning and WWX parallels'. I'll be back with a treat for you soon.#And yes 'everyone' does include the ironically named tumblr user jin zixun.#Who blocked me right before the character makes his pd-mdzs debut.#I hope you are well. You seem like you were having a real bad time yesterday.
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Hey, you read @pittdpeaches new fic yet?? If no, why not???
Some in progress and sketches below cut
#lego monkie kid#monkie kid#spicynoodleshipping#pittdpeaches#Happy and Provided For#man#courtnapping is one of my fav things in this fandom#it’s so much fun#and pittdpeaches doing this trope?? fucking iconic#go read that fic right now if you havent and leave em a comment#purbs art#also#how do legos hold chopsticks??#certainly not like this but oh well haha
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Larian statistics got us like:
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#minthara#minthara baenre#evil murder kitten#shitpost#minthara kiss appreciation day#lets be honest with ourselves#minthara has no problem with the unadulterated worship she's being showered with right now#unlike a certain wanna be tyrant this babygurl most certainly has time for kissing.#minthara enjoyers took them statistics as a personal challenge#we gotta pump them numbers up#show your evil murder kitten some love.#if you are someone who has a problem with her talking about murder all the time#have you considered that she can't talk about murder if youre kissing her?#did you consider that?#if you don't like her talking about murder then put your mouth on her mouth and she'll shut up about it#she cant be killing people if shes too busy smoochin with you
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this disability pride month, stop making jokes about people in wheelchairs standing up or walking.
can I stand and walk? sure, for a short while and with pain. the consequences for trying to be out all day without a wheelchair are that I'll be in bed for the rest of the week, too tired and in too much pain to move.
but the government won't give me my own wheelchair because they have the same attitude as these jokes - I can stand up, so I don't need one. exercise is good for you, you should walk!
it keeps me trapped in the house, unable to do anything more than short stints anywhere without borrowing or hiring a wheelchair - one that causes me pain to sit in and relies on someone to push me (usually with difficulty), because they're not going to have a high-end chair for that sort of thing.
it's not a miracle that a wheelchair user can stand or walk. it's something we should aspire to see more often.
#disability#disability pride month#chronic fatigue#fibromyalgia#cfs/me#post exertional malaise#like fucking hell people we should really be long past this by now#why am I seeing these bullshit jokes on my dash in twenty fucking twenty three#i did a short walk to a cafe yesterday because I thought I was up to it#and my right leg has seized up#my ankle can barely take my weight and my hip won't move properly#also lol I almost certainly have hEDS but cannot persuade a doctor to give me a referral#in summary#stop being fucking dense#i would rather people who don't need mobility aids use them than have people struggle because they don't want to be seen as a faker#or have people think that you have to reach a certain level of severity before you need it#also if I had a wheelchair I would bring my cat with me more places but that's by the by
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a glimpse of what their early dynamic looks like
#i'm posting these in this blog first because i think its very silly#i could talk about them if you want me to#*ignores if you want to hear me or not and simply starts talking*#I think at some point during development i stopped thinking about them as 'mrs. afton and mr. afton'#it's funny knowing they were never supposed to meet at all#Ballora belongs to sister location. which takes place some time around 1983 or 1985 (Behind The Codes has its own canon timeline)#Fazbear's Fright happens in 2023. which is 30-40 years apart#but then we have Ultimate Custom Night. Everyone is trapped together in the same location seemingly with no chances of escaping.#if you think about it. they're just a part of this huge scrupulous plan#no one is predestined to anything. it's certainly not different for Springtrap and Ballora.#they are just... there. like everyone else#they are all linked in some way. all the clues tie back to the Missing Children Incident.#but... you're probably right. maybe there's more to it#maybe there is A Link rather than a link. you know what I mean?#Episode 3 will explore this and much more#for now. have these two idiots trying to figure out how to get out of trouble#behind the codes#fnaf#fnaf behind the codes#five nights at freddy's#ballora#springtrap#fnaf btc#my art#starbstalks
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want to get him pretty before dinner
#curse of strahd#dnd#dungeons and dragons#artists on tumblr#dnd bard#dnd character#dnd art#i have no idea where we can get appropriate clothes in 5 minutes#we certainly cant go as we are now well at least isaac is pretty torn at this point#i will ask fiona for clothes and die right after#these drawings are so old i made these back in may
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I don't know how it felt when Third Life started, but I like to imagine Secret Life feels a little like those first few sessions.
Not that we can ever get back to that naiveté! BUT. Idk if it's the silliness of the tasks or the generous game-ified rewards or Gem & Mumbo & Lizzie but it all just feels so new.
This is the first Life Series where they could actually defeat the Ender Dragon. Beat the game. Leaving aside any meta or lore or whatever- consider how special is it that they can win the original battle, the core goal of Minecraft, together.
This world is gentle - I know it lacks regen, but is it so terrible to be cautious? To have time and reason to go slow?
Food is abundant. Plentiful passive mobs, and a way via spawn eggs to get more. There are berries and pumpkins, and cherry and dark oak and mangrove trees, not generated but kindly placed. A mesa and a jungle and a savannah and a plains and a jungle - so many biomes to choose from.
The tasks so far are silly, kind - puns, pranks, nicknames. Building homes near each other. Poetry. Trust falls. What does it say that the worst task is simply to dig a hole?
They can gift hearts for free! And 30 hearts a person! A creeper blew up right behind Scar, and this time he lived. They are all so strong here.
With a way of getting more health, and the barrier to death so high... I'm sure the CCs have their plans, but per the world we know right now: no one has to die. There's an impossible, wonderful sense that this time could be different.
#if you're looking for some dramatic angsty postscript like 'it wont be' you wont find it here#what if we let the joy seep in. what if we didn't turn it to angst right now#it almost certainly will do that on its own; i want to be joyful right now#secret life#slsmp#secret life smp#life series#trafficblr#salem tag#salem meta
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His sense of touch is mostly there!? What happened to him!?
It's mostly gone now
#post's rambles#mir falspar#dark meta knight#kirby right back at ya#galaxy soldier army#post's art gallery#mirror madness#not now dark can't you see he's having a moment#Mir Falspar certainly can't
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swipes everything else off of the table to yell about diasomnia flower bookmarks
(I gave Silver one too :D)
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#white rabbit festival#me: oh boy i wonder what excitement will happen in this new part#characters: now it is time to buy souvenirs :)#me: oh god#jk jk even when the filler is kind of painful i do enjoy the little character moments#like everyone screaming as loud as they can into silver's watch#deuce busting out his suzy izzard impression#SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER!#and of course silver assigning flowers to the other dias and getting all sappy over lilia. god. delicious.#you don't understand this ten second long scene is everything to me#though we all know the real highlight#the knowledge that 1) deuce used to have an extremely silly edgy badass nickname#2) he almost certainly gave it to himself#3) he harassed epel's extended family to the point that they told horror stories about him and he was briefly epel's personal idol#epel: i heard he once killed three men with but a look#deuce: what no i never...i mean...ha ha sounds weird nothing a model student like me would know about#also deuce: if you fuckers don't apologize to my mom right now i'll fucking kill all of you (sees dilla) uhhh i mean#deuce: i challenge you to a children's game#black bunnies leader: (strapping on his duel disk) i accept#meanwhile silver is running full speed at a group of children screaming to them about donuts#we aren't going to talk about what ortho did with that fantasy-gregg's sausage roll#so glad that we've reached the 'what the heck is even happening' portion of the event#anyway i completely screwed up the resolution of these so here's hoping they don't look terrible!#whoops!
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The level of anger I have right now toward WB and James motherfucking Gunn… I can’t even put into words right now how angry I am.
How do you fucking do that to someone? Have them announce he’s Superman PRIOR TO HIRE…then HIRE HIM…only to then say NAH WE ARE GIVING THE ROLE TO SOMEONE ELSE THANKS FOR YOUR TIME DONT LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT!!! And THEN POST ABOUT IT AND SAY ‘…but we’re big fans of his and we talked about a number of future possibilities!’ Get the fuck out of here with that shit, trying to smooth your biggest fucking mistake out. We don’t want it.
Like you have to have some fucking balls to really rip the rug out from someone like that. And that someone was so ready to get back into that suit and rebuild Superman and the universe he would be in… only to just let him down so fucking hard.
And not just Henry.. we, the fans! The ones who wanted him back in the first place, and the ones who were excited or at least somewhat hopeful about this whole rebuilding of the DCU! You go and do us AND him dirty like that? Fuck you, man. Honestly, go fuck a cactus.
This really takes the fucking cake, WB. Wow.
#literally I am so fucking done with this company it’s not even funny#and James Gunn you are a literal piece of shit#henry cavill#Henry…love…I truly feel so horrible right now for you#and I want you to know if you ever actually get to read this somewhere that we the fans adore you and love you#and we are here to support you during your biggest ups and downs#I’m sending you all the positive vibes and love your way darling#please keep your head up high. this is certainly not the end for you. you’ll get something bigger and better#something you absolutely deserve#❤️
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Hotch in Painless
#sir hotch#aaron hotchner#criminal minds#criminalmindsedit#**#i already made a gif of it but#i just 😭😭😭😭#there's something in the light and in his eyes in this scene that gives me some old holywood vibe#for reasons i cannot put my finger on but they are most certainly delusional#and may have or may have not to do something with the fact that i'm rewatching hitchock films these days#i will stop right now#(also this time it's less orange at least i hope it is)
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im obsessed wiht your AU mister moloch ...... @can-your-kinitopet (for Some reason i cant tag your main sobs)) i Will draw more whne i come back from the Dread. Dinner
#tw blood#cw blood#tw possession#<- ??#GRGR hhow do i tag waahhggg sobs im sorry tumblr#i am in HUGE artblock right now but charles and his Nito are certainly getting me back Slowly slowly slowly ...... /pos#i Need to draw more i have so many more ideas to doodle i Need to see more Anon Agony .... how the fear creeps up and the realization sets#in on how they'll Never wake up from this aching nightmare#kinito my beloved#kinito fanart#birdyfy art#kinitosyte#no cause i love everythign about this au so much grrr.... i Need to see inside of charles' brain because his gears just TICK everything GOO#inside my Brain ouhhghgjhgh hhhhhouhhh this is. So#i have No words right now but imagine me screaming and stimming aaaaaa a a a a a i Love i love i love#tw injury#tw body horror
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