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[ MEMENTO MORI ]

This is a redraw of a 2023 drawing, and normally i hate complimenting myself but good GOD i fucking cooked

And Bi-Han is also cooked but that's besides the point

[Original under the cut!]

This is the original from January 9, 2023, and now that is April 12th, 2025, i can look back to this one and think:

God i was shit

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I’m learning about metal gear solid

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Poor guy just wanted to look at the birds

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The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

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Mortal Kombat: Enenra's Shadow part 2

Chapter 4: Winds Of Vengeance

Nico then took out his phone taking a piece of paper out from behind the phone's mask. 

NICO: Luckily, I know someone who can help. He put the piece of paper down, calling the number as he stood there, and eventually, he got an answer. 

NICO: Hey, Cassie. Been a while. I hope I'm not calling late, cause I need your help.

Meanwhile in a military facility in the middle of nowhere, general of the Special Forces, Cassandra Cage answers the call. 

CASSIE: Nico? Hey, man out of time, how's it going? What's up? How's the wife? 

NICO: To answer all those questions: doing fine, my wife's furious and distressed cause my kid is missing and... Well, I guess I already answered the third one. 

CASSIE (confused): Wait, you had a kid?

NICO (over the phone): Not the time! Point is I need your help.

Cassie leaned back in her chair, kicking her feet up onto her desk as she processed the bombshell Nico just casually dropped.

CASSIE: Damn, man, you disappear for a couple of decades, pop back up, and now you’re a dad? Life moves fast, huh?

NICO (over the phone, exasperated): Cass, focus.

Cassie sat up properly, recognizing the urgency in his tone. She cracked her neck and got serious.

CASSIE: Alright, alright. Just let me know where you are, so I can pick you up.

She spoke aloud, but before Red Robin could reply, Cassandra replied.

CASSIE: Just kidding, we never took out that tracking device off of you when you left. Be right there.

NICO (slightly confused and concerned): When did you even– you know what, i dont care anymore. Just, don't do anything over the top. If you're gonna pick us up, better not be anything big, got it?

General Cage stood in silence, silently smirking over the line. Nico's expression grew more distressed.

NICO: Cassie?

CASSIE(secretly smirking): Gotta go, bye-

She hung up, and Melisa looked over at Red Robin. Nico sighed looking down at the floor as he face-palmed.

NICO: How the hell was I in the army with her...

Melisa chuckled, nudging him with her elbow.

MELISA (joking): You ever think about how idiots are always drawn to each other?

Nico groaned, rubbing his face before shooting Melisa a flat look.

NICO: hah, hah, Laugh it up. But you married me, so what does that say about you, miss Wilson?

Melisa smirked, leaning in.

MELISA: That you’re an idiot, but you're my idiot. Forever.

She then lifted her hand up, gesturing to the ring around her finger. Nico sighed, shaking his head with a smirk.

NICO: Guess when you put it like that, I have no counter argument.

MELISA: To be fair, being an idiot is not your choice. So is being zesty. And honestly, you lost your touch when you stopped wearing that old outfit.

NICO (shrugging): Well, I guess I have. I should really remake it some day…

Before Melisa could respond, a sudden whirring noise echoed outside, rattling the windows. The couple immediately turned toward the sound, already knowing exactly who was behind it.

NICO: Please, for the love of all that is holy…

Nico and Melisa rushed to the window, where, sure enough, a massive Special Forces Osprey was now parked—half on the street, half on the sidewalk—its engines roaring as a few cars honked furiously at the spectacle. Soldiers stood around, trying (and failing) to look inconspicuous. Then, descending from the ramp in sunglasses and a cocky stride, was none other than General Cassandra Cage. She waved up at their window. Nico groaned again, already regretting everything.

CASSIE: Whaddup, dorks! Need a ride?

NICO (furiously sighing): I swear, she does this on purpose.

Melisa chuckled, grabbing her stuff and slapping Nico’s shoulder.

MELISA: You can get mad at her when we get to the chopper.

The two grabbed their stuff, went down and entered the aircraft, which took off in minutes. People in the streets looked in awe, as the Osprey took off. The second they took off, Nico sat down angrily and Melisa stood up and approached Cassie, her precious smile forming on her face. 

MELISA: Just couldn’t help yourself, could you?

Cassie grinned, removing her sunglasses dramatically.

CASSIE: C’mon, you really think I was gonna roll up in a beat-up Jeep like some average Joe? I’m a general now, Wilson. If I wanna make an entrance, I’m going to take the keys of an Osprey and make a proper fuckin’ entrance.

Nico groaned from his seat, rubbing his temples. Cassie patted him on the shoulder with a smirk.

CASSIE: Aww, looks like someone woke up on the wrong foot.

Cassie smiled putting her glasses back on as Melisa giggled, turning back to the general.

MELISA: So, how'd your last 20 years go?

CASSIE (nonchalantly): Oh you know. Work, fighting assholes, punching Gods in the face, the usual.

Nico looked up at Cassie as he responded sarcastically.

NICO: So you've been doing the same shit for two decades?

Cassandra looks at Red Robin, raising a brow as he speaks.

CASSIE: Says the guy who left his wife for most of that.

NICO (angrily): That's different, and you know it! People were out to get me and by extension her, so leaving her was the best choice. And now that I said that out loud that makes me feel like a giant douchebag..

Nico turned to the side, scratching the back of his head.

MELISA: And just now you’re realizing that?

Melisa smirked, crossing her arms. Nico groaned, slightly blushing as he leaned back in his seat. Cassie chuckled, shaking her head.

CASSIE: Relax, Romeo. You already won her back. No need to kick yourself over it now. Alright, lovebirds. Let’s focus. We’re heading into some unknown magical B.S., looking for a kid with pink hair and, I’m assuming, some supernatural nonsense attached to him.

NICO (nonchalantly): Oh, yeah. He’s got a demon buddy named Enenra.

CASSIE (surprised): He has a what now?

MELISA (dead serious): A demon. Made of smoke. He purrs when you pet him.

Cassie blinked, staring at them both before slowly removing her glasses before responding.

CASSIE: …Okay, I’m gonna need a drink before we land. And also I want every detail possible.

Twenty minutes later, they landed in the desert base of The Special Forces, exiting the Osprey as Melisa finished yapping.

MELISA: --And that's why he has a demon under his skin. And also why he isn't evil.

Cassie nodded, turning to face the pilot.

CASSIE: I see... Thanks for the lift, Dillon.

The pilot turns to the general, saluting her with a smile.

CASSIE (turning back): anyways.

She pressed a button on a panel placed on the side of a door, opening it and the three entered. The base from the outside seemed tiny, but inside, it was literally what Melisa imagined but multiplied by six.

NICO: Don't be fooled. The view gets tiring after a while.

MELISA (jokingly): And I should take your word for it because you made a living here?

Nico tisked, turning to the side, before turning back and gesturing to General Cage.

NICO: made a living? It was barely breathing, since this woman's mom was on my ass half the time. Figuratively.

CASSIE: Yeah, well, Mom had a way of making sure people didn’t slack or sneak off. Kinda like this certain someone, I know?

NICO (sighing angrily): Look, just help us find our kid and his peculiar dog so we can get freakin’ moving.

Cassandra Cage chuckled, patting his back as the three walked along, they entered a room with multiple computers, looking at a holographic map of the nine realms, almost instantly tracking the Viktors location in Outworld. Speaking of Viktor, he was deep in Outworld’s Living forest, running out of breath as he had ran for some time. As he walked along, he looked around every now and again to make sure he wasn't followed. From behind him, Jay and Havik, the other mercenaries sent by Damashi stood behind a tree, menacingly looking over to Viktor as they whispered to one another.

HAVIK: Well, I can't say I've ever seen an Earthrealmer with such a shade of hair... Strange... 

JAY (playfully): You clearly haven't seen enough Earthrealmers, pookie. 

HAVIK (annoyed): What did I say about calling me that in public?

Havik let out a low growl but didn’t argue. Instead, he refocused on Viktor, who was cautiously making his way deeper into the forest, completely unaware of their presence. The Chaosrealmer tilted his head, watching Viktor’s movements with curiosity.

JAY (quietly joking): To stop. And yet, you and Darrius still work with me. Funny how that works.

Havik let out a low growl but didn’t argue. Instead, he refocused on Viktor, who was cautiously making his way deeper into the forest, completely unaware of their presence. The Chaosrealmer tilted his head, watching Viktor’s movements with curiosity.

HAVIK: Damashi believes this boy is worth our time, due to a demon being attached to him, but I have yet to see anything truly remarkable.

JAY: I mean, he did just beat Nitara back there.That’s gotta count for something.

Havik smirked.

HAVIK (giggling sadistically): Then whatever he has, will be fun.

Viktor held his throat as he sat against a tree, drawing deep breaths as Enenra looked over at him, looking sadly at his host.

ENENRA: Hey, kiddo. You uh... Are you doing alright?

Viktor turns to his demon, sighing as his head dips.

VIKTOR: I... I don't know... I don't know anymore. 

ENENRA (sighing): I am sorry. This is all my fault. We both overheard what Damashi said, this wouldn't have happened if I just found a different host…

Viktor said nothing, still sitting against the tree, curled up.

ENENRA: Isn’t this where you say “it's not your fault?” or…

Viktor looked up at Enenra, his eyes slightly red from tears. 

VIKTOR: No, because this is almost entirely your fault. You’re the reason why we’re here, why a sorcerer tossed us into another dimension or whatever, and its because of you why there are bounty hunters on my fucking ass right now. It's only my fault because I decided to fuck around and sure as shit, did i find out!

Viktor lashed out as tears flowed down his face. Enenra looked at the boy with a sad and concerned look, speaking calmly.

ENENRA: Kiddo, I’m sorry. Not one person should wear the weight of the world on your shoulders the way you are

VIKTOR: Yeah, but now I’m stuck with it. And I don’t even know how to fight this. I’m not some hero, I’m just... me..

Enenra hovered closer to him, his tendril being placed on Viktor’s cheek in a gentle, almost protective way as he wiped away his tears as he sat in silence. As the two spoke to one another, the mercs closed in, Jay's expression faltered with guilt for Viktor. Havik on the other hand clenched his fists as he approached the tree. Jay paused, their usually carefree demeanor faltering as she watched Viktor and Enenra speak. There was something about the way Viktor looked, the exhaustion and the frustration painted clearly across his face. Jay shifted their weight uncomfortably, as if they were unsure of their role in all of this. The kid was out here, clearly overwhelmed, and Jay couldn't help but feel a strange pang of sympathy for him. 

JAY (quietly, turning to Havik): Something about this feels wrong…

Havik turned to Jay, looking at them with utter confusion as he stood behind the tree Viktor and Enenra were.

JAY(continuing): Like i get it, Damashi's got plans for him, but-

HAVIK (cutting Jay off): Enough talking. We’ve given him time to breathe. Now we finish this.

The kleric's eyes glinted with anticipation, focused only on completing the task. All the while Jay bit their lip, trying to talk Havik out of it.

JAY: Dude, He’s just a kid–

HAVIK (cutting Jay off, coldly): Don’t let his age fool you. He’s dangerous, Jay. We’re not here to babysit. Damashi wants him alive, but the kid’s still a threat.

Jay knew he was right. Still, the sight of Viktor, alone in the forest, so vulnerable yet so determined, stirred something in her. She wanted to reach out, to warn him, but she couldn't afford to cross Havik. She just stood back, watching him draw closer, waiting for the inevitable strike.

VIKTOR (raising his tone): You know I can hear you two, right?

The protege spoke out as he walked from behind the tree while wiping his face. As Havik closed in on Viktor, the air between them thickened with tension. Viktor took a deep breath as he raised his guard, preparing for what was coming next.

VIKTOR (in a deep tone): suit me. 

ENENRA: COPY!

The demon replied, his goopy form completely covering Viktor, starting with his chest, covering his arms and adding to his height. Once Enenra shielded Viktor's face with smoke radiating from his body, the merc's expressions completely changed, with Jay looking like they've seen a ghost and Havik giggling sadistically, preparing to fight as Enenra began to speak.

ENENRA: This is not a fight you want, Havik. This we both tell you lightly.

Enenra then uncovered half of his face, revealing Viktor for a second.

VIKTOR: For God's sake, stand down.

Havik’s grin widened at the sight of Viktor, his twisted expression growing darker as he cracked his neck, his muscles bulging in anticipation

HAVIK (sneering): Stand down? You’ve got guts, kid. But I don’t plan on listening to a scared little Earthrealmer like you.

Jay wasn't sure what exactly Viktor was capable of now, but the way Enenra spoke—like they had full control—sent a chill down their spine. Viktor, despite everything, now looked like a different person altogether, his stance no longer that of a helpless, confused kid. Once Enenra took over,he seemed anything but scared.

VIKTOR & ENENRA (in unison): This is your last warning, you dollar store goth… back off.

Havik laughed sadistically, disregarding the duo’s threat and charging at him. Just as Havik attempted to punch Enenra, his fist was caught by Enenra. Viktor then spoke from behind Enenra’s face, inaudible to the kleric and Jay.

VIKTOR: Hey, this Havik guy doesn't have any powers, does he?

ENENRA (outloud): Oh yes he does, he's got a sort of regenerative healing factor. You rip his arm off, he grows a new one in seconds.

VIKTOR (inaudible): Good.

The human responded as Enenra's fist clenched, crushing Havik's fingers in an instant. Enenra ripped Havik's arm clean off and used it to hit Havik with it, knocking him into a tree, grasping him by the throat. He then picked Havik up by the neck and threw him into the distance, Enenra slowly returning to Viktor’s body and he sighed, turning to Jay, who grabbed her sword and pointed it to Viktor.

VIKTOR (sighing): I really don't want this... I didn't want to... do that, either. So, whatever your name is, either fight me, or go. I don't care which.

Jay’s grip tightened around the hilt of her sword, her expression unreadable as she slowly approached Viktor. She eyed him warily, still unsure of what to make of this sudden shift in power. One moment, he was just a confused young man, and now, he was wielding Enenra's overwhelming force like an extension of himself. Her eyes flicked to where Havik was thrown, the mercenary crumpled in a heap against a tree, his body already beginning to heal. Her gaze softened for just a moment—he wasn’t dead, but Viktor had still proven something, something that made her hesitate in a way she hadn't before. Havik was tough, nearly impossible to stop, but Viktor had done it without breaking a sweat.

JAY (quietly, still holding her sword): I don’t know what’s going on here... but this isn’t what I signed up for.

She trailed off, taking a deep breath and lowering her sword just slightly. The tension in the air hadn’t gone away, but she could feel the weight of her indecision.

JAY (with more conviction): Look, I don’t want to fight you. I never did.

VIKTOR: Then what are you still doing here? I’m sure you got better things to do than flirting with Mr No-lips over there.

His words were sharp, but there was no anger in his tone—only exhaustion. He had already fought off two mercenaries, but the weight of it all was starting to sink in. He was tired, and it was clear that Jay wasn’t the enemy—at least not in the way Havik was.

VIKTOR (softly, sitting against a tree): I never asked for any of this... Any of it.

for a moment, there was an eerie silence between them. Viktor stood, his fists still clenched, and Jay lowered her sword fully, watching him closely. It was clear that he was caught between the fight for his life and the deep, gnawing desire to find some kind of normalcy.

JAY (sitting next to him): I didn’t ask for it either.

Viktor sat there in silence, turning his gaze to Jay as he sat against the tree, wondering if what they were saying was true.

VIKTOR: Are you deadass or just saying this to make me feel better?

JAY (pointing out in the distance): I couldn’t be more serious, bud. The only reason I’m here is because I was lost and badly hurt in this place a while ago, but then “Mr No-lips” over there practically saved me.

Viktor listened to Jay's words, trusting her more and more as they spoke. He wiped his nose, taking a breath before responding.

VIKTOR: My dad tells me stories about how his life was here in Outworld. Its not nearly as fun as I imagined. 

JAY (sarcastically): Well, welcome to reality, muchacho.

Viktor giggled under his breath, Jay smiled at the sight of his smile, seeing Enenra also look at Viktor from his shoulder. Jay then leaned forward slightly, looking at the demon as they spoke to Viktor.

JAY: Hey, can I pet him?

VIKTOR (turning to Jay): Hmm?

JAY: Your weird goopy demon friend, can I pet him?

Enenra turned to Viktor, who shrugged. The demon slithered across the kid’s jacket to Jay, who patted and scratched him gently. Enenra purred, which left Jay blushing and about to cry.

VIKTOR (giggling): Yeah, I was surprised when I found out too.

Jay kept scratching Enenra’s smoky form, their fingers sinking slightly into his inky mass. The soft, vibrating purr that emanated from the demon was completely unexpected, and Jay had to blink away the sudden overwhelming emotions welling up inside her.

JAY (sniffing, voice cracking): This is the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

VIKTOR (sarcastically): And to think you were hired to get me.

JAY (clearing their voice): Shut up and let me have this.

Enenra, completely unbothered, nuzzled into their hand, his smoky form flickering in delight.

ENENRA (contentedly): I accept this tribute.

Jay then looked off into the distance, hearing Havik’s angered scream before turning to Viktor.

JAY: Hey, you should probably… y’know?

VIKTOR (getting up slowly): Yeah… I’m Viktor, by the way.

He replied, extending his hand to Jay. Although reluctantly, grasping his hand as they smiled back at him.

JAY (with a soft expression): Jay.

As they shook hands, there was a brief moment of mutual understanding between them—two humans caught in the chaos of Outworld, both finding companionship in the most unexpected ways.

JAY: Hope we meet again some time.

VIKTOR (jokingly): We? What do you mean we? Nintendo Wii?

JAY (chuckling): Just keep walking until you see a ruined building. No one’s been there in a minute, so hiding in there for a minute should keep you safe a bit.

Viktor, looking at Jay with a strange mix of confusion and appreciation.

VIKTOR: Thank you.

JAY (smiling): You're welcome. Now get out of here, before my lipless buddy shows up.

Viktor shook his head, deciding it was best not to dive deeper into that rabbit hole. Instead, he turned towards the direction Jay had pointed him in. The ruined building in the distance stood like a silent, forgotten relic, partially swallowed by nature. Once they arrived at the ruins,the two while wandering around found a trap door, quickly and quietly entering it and dropping down inside, unaware that someone was stalking them and their every move.

As they entered, the darkness completely engulfed the lower chamber, while Viktor was hugging what he thought were the walls, Enenra looked upon the sight in horror.

ENENRA: By the Gods...

VIKTOR (worried): What? What is it?

Suddenly, Viktor felt a switch on his hand, which he had pulled as it hit the lights. As the lights were hit, there was a gust of wind that passed through and Viktor was distracted for a moment, before looking behind him and noticing the abominations that were in the test tubes in the damp area.

At that moment, Viktor felt the same thing Enenra has: anxiety, disgust, fear...

VIKTOR (terrified): what the fuck is this...?

ENENRA (low tone): ... The Flesh Pits.

He responded, as the wind-borne fugitive stalked them behind a test tube, watching the two with silent, murderous intent. Viktor swallowed hard, his breath shallow as he took in the grotesque sight before him. Rows of test tubes lined the chamber, each one containing something that should not exist. Twisted, malformed figures floated in a sickly green liquid—some with extra limbs, others with missing faces, stitched-together bodies, or shifting, unnatural features. It was like a nightmare given form.

ENENRA (low, cautious tone): This was Shang Tsung’s work. He experimented on warriors, creating monstrosities for his own twisted ends. I thought they destroyed this place…

Enenra was about to respond when something shifted in the background. A shadow moved—silent, calculated. Viktor barely noticed it, but his gut screamed at him. That same gut feeling that had saved his ass before. He turned his head slightly, his eyes darting toward the test tubes.

Something or someone was watching them. Enenra tensed immediately. He felt it too.

Enenra suited Viktor all the way, as the two looked around for any possible intruders. Enenra's sight could sense movement, but that didn't apply to gust of wind being thrown at them, constantly knocking them off balance.

VIKTOR (in Enenra's body): WHAT HE SHIT IS HITTING US?!

ENENRA (distressed): IF I KNEW I'D TELL YOU!!

they'd continuously get struck by invisible strikes of wind, unable to track their location but able to sense vague movement behind a pillar. Despite this, they were still unable to get to its location or track it all that well.

They could sense the movement—faint flickers of motion just out of reach, always a step ahead. The attacks weren’t just random; they were precise, deliberate, like their attacker was playing with them. With a sharp inhale, Enenra’s form pulsed outward, releasing a thin cloud of smoke that filled the chamber in seconds. The already dimly lit room became a suffocating fog of darkness. Now, their enemy had two choices: Stop moving and stay hidden—or keep attacking and reveal their position. Viktor focused. Every little shift in the air, every displacement in the smoke—it all painted a picture.

There, a faint movement, near the pillar.

VIKTOR (grinning): Gotcha.

They dashed forward, and Enenra's massive jab connected with the pillar, destroying it in one strike, it forced the enemy to reveal herself.

Breeze, one of the assassin's sent to capture Enenra. She dashed away, avoiding the pillar's destruction as her and Enenra's eyes met for a split second. Then, the second Enenra and Viktor gained their balance and turned to face the Mauqu, she used her anemomancy abilities to deliver an uppercut so mighty, so powerful, it literally launched Viktor and Enenra through the ceiling, sending them flying through the debris and crashing down as Breeze was short to follow.

BREEZE (sarcastically): Wow. And Nitara failed to keep up with you two.

Enenra could barely hold up half his face, revealing Viktor's eye and locks in the process, showing bullets of swear pour from the protege's head.

Viktor groaned, trying to push himself up from the rubble as his body throbbed from the impact. Enenra struggled to reform properly, his usually fluid shape flickering with instability.

VIKTOR (gritted teeth): Okay... Note to self… That hurt…

ENENRA (Strained): Understatement of the year.

Breeze landed gracefully a few feet away, arms crossed. The way she stood, completely at ease, made Viktor’s stomach sink. She wasn’t even trying yet.

BREEZE: You know, I almost feel bad. You look like you’re about to pass out already.

Viktor cracked his neck and spat blood out to the side. His breath was ragged, and Enenra's grip on his body felt weaker than before.

VIKTOR (barely): I’m not… through with you yet…

Viktor’s hands clenched into fists as the Windborne fugitive cracked her knuckles, tilting her head as she stared Viktor down. bViktor exhaled sharply.He couldn’t outmatch her in raw power. And if she was as cocky as she seemed… maybe he didn’t have to.

As Viktor jumped at her, Enenra barely guarding most of his body, Breeze barely leaned to the left, dodging his attack as she turned to face him and punched him in the ribs so hard, not only did it crack something, but it knocked the wind out of his lungs and knocked him out. And if Viktor's out, so is Enenra. Breeze looks over them in disappointment and disbelief.

BREEZE (almost angrily): Pathetic. Suddenly that ultimate power Damashi seems unnecessary for my quest for vengeance.

As she stood over her target, Havik and Jay appeared at the site, looking at Viktor on the floor with drastically different expressions.

JAY (distressed): Holy smokes...

HAVIK: Well, Hotaru be damned, you managed them on your own?

BREEZE (raising a brow): And you two couldn't?

Havik rolled his eyes, picking up the boy and carrying him on his shoulder.

HAVIK: Let's get moving. We must deliver him to Damashi.

As Havik slung Viktor’s limp body over his shoulder, Jay hesitated. They looked at Breeze, then back at Viktor, their expression uneasy. Jay lingered for a moment, looking down at Viktor’s unconscious face. They sighed, running a hand through their hair before following the others. Whatever they were walking into with Damashi… something told them it wasn’t going to be good.

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I really wanted to do something similar to the manga illustrations but it didn't turn out as I expected, even so I'm very happy I really love this anime

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why do I feel like I'm being hunted for sport?

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been playing pokemon pocket recently and it keeps givING ME SHIT HANDS I BALANCE MY DECKS SO WELL?? THEYRE JUNPING MEEEE!!!!!!!

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i reallylove them

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For the last time.

I hate them i hate them they are stuck in my HEAD AAAAAAAAAA /pos

Have no idea how to animate properly so i just kinda brute forced it..... teehee...

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Facts about your body after you turn 25, AKA things I wish someone had told me:

you will get hair in fun new places. this is normal and fine.

these places include (but are not limited to) if you don't already have them: your asscrack, your back, your ears, and moles. it's fine.

some of you, dick or not, will also lose hair. this is normal, but also if you have ovaries maybe get this checked out for PCOS.

your acne will probably change. some people get better. some people get worse. it's fine.

your nails will probably get an infection or a fungus at least once in your life. this is fine. (but also let your doc know).

how you gain and lose fat and where you do so will change. this is fine.

how you smell will change. this is fine. (fishy or rotten smells mean doctor time though)

if you have a prostate: it gets harder to pee. prostates enlarge as you age (get this checked regularly). this is fine.

if you do not have a prostate: it gets easier to pee but not in a good way. as in as you get older, your pelvic floor muscles tend to lose some of their strength. this makes it harder to keep pee in. this is fine.

all breasts and pectorals eventually sag, with the rest of your body. this is fine.

a decent percent of the population will experience a cyst at least once. some of you will make up for the rest with multiple. this is fine, but keep them checked out by a doctor. (sometimes this is a condition! get checked for that too!)

almost half of everyone gets hemorrhoids. it's a good idea to just expect them since your chances of getting them get higher the older you are. your toilet will look like a murder scene. definitely get your booty checked out BUT this is almost always perfectly normal. just eat more fiber. "but I already-" eat more fiber. and maybe suck it up and buy some hemorrhoid cream, you'll thank me later.

yes, this means you will probably need to make an appointment for a doctor to see your butthole. it's okay. not only do they really not care but 1. they've seen weirder that day and 2. they'd far rather you see them now than later when it's been going on for forty years and now it might be colon cancer. it's okay. consider it a rite of passage.

adults need more sleep than children. don't believe the myth that you need less than they do. that is capitalist propaganda to make you give up more of your life to the work grind, comrade.

vitamins and medicine, something you are more likely to take as you get older, sometimes make the toilet turn weird colors. it's okay.

if you still have your tonsils and get those little stones and get sore throats more than once a year you should plan on getting those suckers out before the tonsils cause an infection and go septic. if you're getting stones at all you should get those reevaluated every year, especially if the stones are bigger than a needlehead (or get bigger over time). it's gross and yucky. I don't care. get them looked at before you end up in the hospital.

you'll probably need to add foot support to your shoes if you don't already do. this is fine.

your body changes. sometimes it can feel sorta weird and upsetting that it isn't what it used to be. that is okay, and it is okay to be upset. just know that this is normal, it's normal to be upset or not upset, but don't let it hinder your quality of life. trans or cis, there is a certain level of acceptance you just gotta give your body and forgive your body for as you get older. it's okay.

it's okay. I promise.

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smoking weed with my tits out hell yeah

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HAPPY BARFDAY @malicedragoness !!

You can have your cake and eat it too hehe <3

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oough heyyy guess who's probably gonna get a wisdom tooth extracted soon

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Honestly not being a killjoy, but do we have photos on what the protests were like in Republican territory? That seems more significant than the numbers in liberal zones like DC/NYC/Boston/Portland/Philly/etc.

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