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Hypnos looks so good with medium length hair!! Thank you so much for sharing this possible AU with no chronos T_T
*whispers zagnos ftw!*
Sorry I saw this ask just a few days ago :cc
there you go more medium hair hypnos with mel and zag ୧⍤⃝💐
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freaky little side characters <3
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I found these in one of my sketch files from August 2024.
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More of this, actually. TW for violence and codependency.
Over-exaggeration for the sake of venting out RSD feelings. If you suspect this is about you, it probably is, but really isn’t, ultimately.
If you’re going to completely ignore us and pretend we don’t exist, then you must fucking hate us.
And if you hate us, but we can’t bear to not be acknowledged- let’s meet in the middle, then!
See our constant reaching out, pathetically bidding for connection, over-explaining and fawning to get you to forgive us for whatever we did- find it all so infuriatingly annoying- kick us in the ribs to shut us the fuck up.
Do something with your hate instead of trying to hide it so bad that your ignore that we exist. Don’t try to hold back your annoyance. Lash out at me. Hurt me. Smash my head into the corner of the counter and spit on my crumpled body. Whatever sin I committed, I probably deserve it.
All I’m asking for is attention, even if it’s destroying me. All attention is good attention. Get out your aggression and make me feel important enough to be the target of it. Make me feel wanted enough to be hated.
Venting below the cut TW for mentions of violence and self loathing
We just want someone to be awful to us. Throw us to the ground, break our bones, just a pure force of nature, not listening to us cry and plead and beg. Just dead set on destroying us, mind, body, and soul without giving a shit whether we live or die, let alone what we want.
Just get us to shut the fuck up by making us too weak and restrained and broken and bloody to do anything but take the abuse.
Can’t spin pathetic lies or worry about whether we’re burdensome to others while we’re being beaten within an inch of our life.
We aren’t real. We’re all fake. We are a house of cards that only needs a light breeze to completely collapse.
Pain is real. We deserve pain for lying. We deserve to have everything shut off except for the part of us that writhes and suffers. Tear the cards between your teeth. Shove our face to the ground and hear our skull crack as you push harder and harder and harder.
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Upon my stair there was a man who was not there
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i got that deer in me (watery brown eyes and the constant urge to run into oncoming traffic)
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Pathetic intern girls are a type of ashtray you can threaten into having sex with you.
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a bruise is a button you can install on a boy to make him flinch on command
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the one piece of dialogue from hypnos that made me do a double take
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WIP
As my schedule is getting more and more brutal I think I will just post this here and you will be forced to hear my rambling until I finish the piece
The reason why I like to give Than HUGE wings while Hyp a tiny pair on his ears is not only because of my silly head canon though (You can look them up on the British Museum website)
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