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This is a snippet from the story of Princess Magdalena. This snippet is from a scene where she breqks up with her best friend after a month of being romantic with eachother.

Edward was my first love. My first kiss, my first boy, my first time, my first experience, my first everything. Edward made me feel important, beautiful, and loved, which no one else had made me feel before. It was agony to let him go because I knew things would be different between us. Just because we cared about each other doesn't mean we should've continued the relationship to ease the fear of dying alone.  

We both knew that this was just puppy love, an infatuation of two people who crave the attention of the opposite sex and want to be touched and kissed. We didn't know at first when we kissed and looked at each other's genitalia the first time, but as the month rolled on and a couple of weeks later, Edward and I had to become mature and analyze what we were—a couple in love or two friends who would break their backs for each other.

On that bridge, we made a decision. After Edward and I hugged for the last time, saying goodbye to our relationship, we were strangers again, but not as we were on the first day we met; we were now evolved transformations of ourselves. He offered to walk me home, but I declined, for I knew I couldn't hold a straight face for too long. "Well.. See ya later. Text me that you're home safe, though", he said before walking off in the opposite direction into town. His silhouette darkens as he takes the back streets. I take the path to go home, crossing ponds and fields, where I finally get back into my neighborhood. The sunset is gone, and everything around me is blue.  

Indigo blue. Indigo skies, Indigo grass, Indigo trees, Indigo me. I pass the path to the house and take the one to my garden. As I enter my garden, I sit down on the bench in the center of the dial, surrounded by roses, tulips, and violets.

Already, agony has been eating my soul up like a beast and spat me out as I lose myself in the night. Hot tears pour out of eyes like lava erupting out of a volcano. As I scream and cry out, my snot from my nose runs into my mouth. I roll in my garden like a dying bug trying to grasp on to little life left because I do feel like I'm dying. Out of rage, I ripped pieces of my hair out of my head till it drew blood. Blind from the heartbreak, I rip my corset loose in the front to reveal my exposed heart. It looks bruised and weak, for it is. Love has beaten me down where it hurts, for the heart is a heavy burden, and mine is bearing the weight of it all. I collapsed to my knees and buried my face in the dirt, for I felt that was where I belonged.

"Magdalena"? A soft voice whispers from around the corner of the house. It's Abuela with a flashlight. Wearing her pajamas and robe. I immediately run towards her and embrace her closely. My tears and snot stain her shirt, muffled cries coming out of me as I lie in her bosom.  

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Edward was my first love. My first kiss, my first boy, my first time, my first experience, my first everything. Edward made me feel important, beautiful, and loved, which no one else had made me feel before. It was agony to let him go because I knew things would be different between us. Just because we cared about each other doesn't mean we should've continued the relationship to ease the fear of dying alone.  

We both knew that this was just puppy love, an infatuation of two people who crave the attention of the opposite sex and want to be touched and kissed. We didn't know at first when we kissed and looked at each other's genitalia the first time, but as the month rolled on and a couple of weeks later, Edward and I had to become mature and analyze what we were—a couple in love or two friends who would break their backs for each other.

 

On that bridge, we made a decision. After Edward and I hugged for the last time, saying goodbye to our relationship, we were strangers again, but not as we were on the first day we met; we were now evolved transformations of ourselves. He offered to walk me home, but I declined, for I knew I couldn't hold a straight face for too long. "Well.. See ya later. Text me that you're home safe, though", he said before walking off in the opposite direction into town. His silhouette darkens as he takes the back streets. I take the path to go home, crossing ponds and fields, where I finally get back into my neighborhood. The sunset is gone, and everything around me is blue.  

Indigo blue. Indigo skies, Indigo grass, Indigo trees, Indigo me. I pass the path to the house and take the one to my garden. As I enter my garden, I sit down on the bench in the center of the dial, surrounded by roses, tulips, and violets.  

Already, agony has been eating my soul up like a beast and spat me out as I lose myself in the night. Hot tears pour out of eyes like lava erupting out of a volcano. As I scream and cry out, my snot from my nose runs into my mouth. I roll in my garden like a dying bug trying to grasp on to little life left because I do feel like I'm dying. Out of rage, I ripped pieces of my hair out of my head till it drew blood. Blind from the heartbreak, I rip my corset loose in the front to reveal my exposed heart. It looks bruised and weak, for it is. Love has beaten me down where it hurts, for the heart is a heavy burden, and mine is bearing the weight of it all. I collapsed to my knees and buried my face in the dirt, for I felt that was where I belonged.

"Magdalena"? A soft voice whispers from around the corner of the house. It's Abuela with a flashlight. Wearing her pajamas and robe.

I immediately run towards her and embrace her closely. My tears and snot stain her shirt, muffled cries coming out of me as I lie in her bosom.  

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"Abuela! It's over! We are done"! I cry out in misery. I start to hyperventilate and heave from all this stress, which then she wipes my tears and kisses my face. "My baby! It's okay! Don't cry! I am here for you always, " she said as she cradled me in her arms, like a mother cradling a crying baby. "You are not alone in this", she whispered in my ear.  

The heartbreak is too much to take, the aching hurts too much. I miss you, Edward, but I hope you find someone else who will give you more than what I can. I pray a man will come by soon and take my heart before death comes and takes my soul.

 

I lay in my bed quivering from the aching of my poor heart. Abuela and Abuelo stayed by my side till I went to sleep. My eyes, red and puffy, felt sore from all the crying, and I feared that if I cried much more, blood would come out. I notice from the corner of my eye that my sister stares at all three of us in such innocent confusion. What's wrong with Big Sis? What happened? She's too young to know about all of this, but I fear for her. I fear that heartbreak will strike her one day like a disease, and she will be the one bedridden from the pain. I pray she doesn't endure that.  

 

"Get some rest, mi bebe. Will see you in the morning", Abuela said, kissing my forehead.

"Sleep well, my armor. We are down the hall if you need us", Abuelo said after kissing my cheek. They both depart from the room, leaving the door crack. I lay limp under the covers of the duvet, only staring at the lamp on the right side of the dresser. I hear my sister coming towards me, so I pull the covers to my face so she doesn't see me in such distress. I can feel her presence behind me.

"Magdalena, what's wrong? Are you okay"? She asked softly. I wish I could tell her what's wrong, but I can't. "I'm fine, Evangeline", I said in a raspy voice. My voice is strained from all the screaming I've done. "Magdalena, do you want me to cuddle with you"?, she asked as she placed her small hands on my lower leg. I held back some tears about to come out again when she asked to cuddle with me. I don't want to push her away because she'll think I'm neglecting her, but I'm so fragile right now. "Not right now, baby. I'll be fine, " I stuttered my words from under the sheet. The next wave of crying was coming, which caused my voice to crack. Evangeline stood by my bed for a bit and got back to her own. She turned off her lamp and crawled into bed. When the house was quiet and still, with the sound of crickets from outside as the ambiance, I began to cry again under my duvet.

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Hey guys i pinned my commisions info on my page which is still up for the remainder of the year because i am wxperiencing financial issues. I will draw what you wabt me to draw as long as it fita the guidlines and rules I wrote down which aren't restrciting.

DM on tumblr for further help with a commision and what you want to go from there.

Thanks for listening!

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RUBY SUE AND JEDIDIAH

Ocs from my story princess magdalena. They are brother sister and soon to be best friends with magdalena. They have a another sibiling ro this trio and they are disabled. I will upload his design too.

Ruby is energetic, inquisitve, quirky, and spunky

Jed is layback, edgy, strong, and somwtimes a spaz on stressful situations.

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Imma start posting the chapters and story snippets of PRINCESS MAGDALENA. I hope you guys will love it.

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Rouge The Bat Redesign

Im going ti do a series of redesigns of sonic characters like amy rose, sonic, tails, knuckles, rouge, eggman.

Enjoy rouge for now

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I am doing commissions!

Full sketches $50 and full peice with color $100!

I can draw youe favorite characters from T.V. Shows to movies, whether animated or not. Anime, webseries, D.C., Marvel, Videogame stories like Undertale or Five Nights At Freddies, Webtoons, etc, You name it.

I'll draw your O.C.s if you want me too.

I dont draw however gore, violence, offensive, and art depicting demons or satanic presecence like pentagrams, ouija, etc. due to an uncrontolled truama based phobia I have and my religion.

Other than that I can do anything.

DM on tumblr to discuss what the comission and how to send a payment through QR code!

ONE LAST THING! AND I MEAN NOT TO BE HARSH. NO STEALING, TRACING, OR USING AI ON MY ART OR YOU WILL FACE LEGAL CONSEQUENCES!

im not joking...

Either way lets get this started!

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Thank you @cemeteryladycass and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!

My self insert persona is Delilah. She is cartoon burlesque dancer that is head over heels for Lux/Mr.Ring a Ding. She has a jessica rabbit and dita von tesse vibe but she can be very humorous and loving. Also when she gets flirty she has a Holli Would from Cool World esque to it. She likes to smoke and drink hard liquor but she can not hold it often and can be a very goofy drunk.

She can sing the blues and do burlesque strip tease but those drawings will be hidden for now. Anyways enjoy!

[jetteblackestudios]

My self insert persona is Delilah. She is cartoon burlesque dancer that is head over heels for Lux/Mr.Ring a Ding. She has a jessica rabbit and dita von tesse vibe but she can be very humorous and loving. Also when she gets flirty she has a Holli Would from Cool World esque to it. She likes to smoke and drink hard liquor but she can not hold it often and can be a very goofy drunk.

She can sing the blues and do burlesque strip tease but those drawings will be hidden for now. Anyways enjoy!

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This is a submission to @glitchybitz and her collab with all the self ship ocs with Mr.Ring a Ding/Lux Imperator. Here is my self inster and i changed her name to match the the theme of 1930s and 1940s.

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Sketch book drawings!

I wanted to know how mutant animal or bhg hybrids look so i drew a humaniod bee and rat. Some inspo for the bee was from @isabelpeppard77 on instagram. Her bee sculpture is amazing. The rat humanoid was based off the rat creature from the horror analog movie v/h/s.

The last one is based off the severity of eating disorders on young girls and women. Sadly these cases end up fatal.

Hope you enjoy them!

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Thank you @gilenart and everyone who got me to 5 reblogs!

@gilenart answered my ask if lux/mr.ring a ding would turn into a wolf if he saw some fine peice of meat. We both agreed and in gratitude of her drawing lux as a wolf and for answering my ask here is my self insert with howling wolf lux. Enjoy!

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PRINCESS MAGDALENA

Princess Magdalena is a story about a latino/hispanic girl named Magdalena Evangeline Vasquez, who is a cryptid creature called a Cucuy, which in peurto rican or hispanic folklore is a type of boogeyman who installs fear to those in the night.

Magdalena lives in a world were cryptids are discriminated in society and profiled as ubgodly creature not worthy of love. The hatred for cryptids become so oitbof hand there is place they are sent to called the asylum where horrible things happen to them.

Magdalena faces a lot of prejudice herself in her town down south where she is called Monster Girl after the incident that occured that almost had her taken to the asylum. Deapite living in despair and depression for her rough life she longed for change in thia cruel world.

With the help of new and old friends, her loving family, other rag tag characters, and her talking stuff bear Teodoro, Magdalena will start a revolution against the oppressors who still want to keep outcasts like cryltids underneath their boots.

This story is a little mature for some readers and veiwers. There will be comics and chapters written, but hopefully a short animatic and animation of this story.

If you want to see more of Princess Magdalena and other stories i develop then stick around.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

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@gilenart answered my ask if lux/mr.ring a ding would turn into a wolf if he saw some fine peice of meat. We both agreed and in gratitude of her drawing lux as a wolf and for answering my ask here is my self insert with howling wolf lux. Enjoy!

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A new oc for a new horror story im writing. What should her name be??

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

I really appreciate all the love and likes i received from u guys. Im just a small page trying to make it big but thank u for growing it with me. I have more projects coming and more stories being developed so stay tuned!!

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PRINCESS MAGDALENA

Magdalena's grandmother, Magdalena senior. Yes she is given her grandmothers name.