#but I think I'm settling for a design.....

[shouyuus]

sry sry blame @vifilms for showing me a pic of vi's back and now i can't stop thinking about just... lying behind her, or even sitting over top of her waist, tracing your fingers gently over the shape of her back tattoo as she lies on her stomach, her cheek pillowed over her crossed hands.

"these are beautiful..." you say.

she chuckles, "i guess they are but... i didn't feel beautiful when i got them."

you run your index finger along the light curls of powder blue smoke.

"doesn't make them any less so."

she laughs again, shifting slightly beneath you, letting her eyes fall shut. and as you run your fingers down each of the designs, she begins to talk --

"i had two brothers once, too -- i dunno if i ever told you that."

you shake your head, before realizing that she can't see.

"no, you haven't. i thought powder -- jinx -- was your only sibling."

vi hums, "yeah, we had the same mom and dad but mylo and claggor... they were family too."

your eyes drop to the pair of twin keys notched at the base of her spine, the teeth carved into the shapes -- m and c. you touch them gently and she shivers.

"down in the lanes... family just means the people you watch out for, and the people who watch out for you."

you laugh, walking the tips of your fingers up the length of her spine, tracing the dark cogs that turn against her skin.

"i think that's how family works everywhere, vi. you're born with one... and as you grow up... you can choose another one."

her eye peaks open as she glances at you over her shoulder, her gaze impossibly soft.

"yeah... guess so..." she shifts slightly beneath you as you trace up to the swirls of blue smoke twisting over her shoulders.

"and i'm guessing these are for..."

"jinx," vi answers, her voice faraway, "or i guess... she was still powder to me then."

you draw your fingers along the bends and curves of smoke, before you trace over each of the dark mechanical lines running over her shoulders and down the backs of her arms.

"and... these?"

vi sighs, "those were... reminders, i guess. when i was -- in stillwater... there's only so much you can do to keep yourself sane in there. and... i guess i just wanted a way to prove to myself that i could still... feel something. and..." a small laugh escapes her, "i thought that if i could ink these metal cogs and spires on my skin that maybe... somehow, i could be stronger, harder, less..."

her voice is bone-porcelain thin.

you lean down to press your lips to the nape of her neck.

"breakable?" you offer.

she puffs out a breath.

"stupid, isn't it?"

you kiss down the slopes of her shoulder, ghosting fingers behind the warmth of your lips. you shake your head so she feels you against her.

"not at all."

"and... powder always seemed to love her mechanical toys so much that i thought... well --" her voice shudders for half a second before it breaks, and she clears her throat, turning to bury her face in her arms, sighing into the soft linens of the bed below.

"that maybe... if you made yourself a bit more like them..." you say, pressing your cheek to her bare skin, "that... she might love you like she used to?"

vi makes a sound somewhere between a hiccup and a sigh. she doesn't turn, but her shoulders shrug up ever so slightly as she answers --

"or... forgive me... just a little."

you hum against her skin.

"will it help if i told you that it's not your fault?"

that makes her laugh, and she shifts just enough to peer up at you from beneath her dark lashes.

"it took me a while to get there, but i... i think i've forgiven myself for it... most of it, at least."

you feel her tap your thigh, and you lift up just enough for her to twist around. you grin as she settles you over her hips again, running warm palms along your legs, up to the bend of your waist, a loped grin slung lazily across her lips.

"good," you say, leaning down for a brief kiss. she groans against you, biting down on your lower lip. "anything i can do to help with the rest?" you ask, pulling away just far enough for her to dig her fingertips into the plush of your hips.

vi's eyes flicker, and her smile goes snake-bitten and sweet before she rucks you down over her hips and a gasp stitches out of you.

"sure... i think i've got a few... ideas."

[pinkhearteye]

hello! I'm not sure if you take requests, but could you do a story about a yandere!Sugar Mommy and a Sugar Baby reader?

thank you!!!

Of course! Always taking requests!!

Sugar Mommy x Sugar!baby reader The café hummed with quiet chatter, the smell of roasted coffee beans mingling with the faint sweetness of pastries. You sat by the window, stirring your latte absentmindedly, pretending not to notice the sharp eyes that had been following you for weeks. She was here again, just like every time you visited this place, in her usual corner with a cup of tea she barely touched.

Her name was Selene, though you weren’t supposed to know that. She introduced herself as "a friend of fortune," casually slipping her card into your bag one day when you weren’t paying attention. You found it later, a sleek, expensive-looking thing with her number embossed in gold.

You hadn’t planned to call her. But rent was due, and the job market wasn’t kind. That’s how it started: a single phone call that led to a series of quiet dinners, expensive gifts, and the kind of attention that felt like being trapped under a spotlight.

“Sugar mommy” wasn’t a term you’d ever thought you’d apply to your life, but Selene wore the role like a second skin. She’d drape designer coats over your shoulders, her fingers lingering just a moment too long, and smile in that way that made you feel both special and suffocated.

Today was no different. She approached your table with a grace that drew every eye in the room, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor.

“Hello, sweetheart,” she purred, sliding into the seat across from you. Her gaze pinned you down, a mixture of adoration and something darker that made your stomach twist. “I’ve missed you.”

You forced a smile. “Hi, Selene. I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Oh, I know,” she said lightly, her red-painted nails tracing the rim of her teacup. “But I couldn’t resist. You’ve been... preoccupied lately. I was worried you’d forgotten about me.”

The implication hung heavy in the air. You hadn’t forgotten, how could you? She was everywhere. The flowers that arrived at your doorstep, the texts that piled up when you didn’t respond fast enough, the way she always seemed to know exactly where you were.

“I’ve just been busy,” you said, trying to keep your tone steady. “Work and all.”

Selene tilted her head, her smile never wavering. “You don’t need to worry about work, darling. I told you, I can take care of everything. All you need to do is let me.”

Her hand reached across the table, warm and soft as it settled over yours. You wanted to pull away, but her grip tightened, a gentle vice. Her deep, unrelenting eyes bore into yours.

“You don’t have to struggle,” she murmured, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I can give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Just stay with me.”

Your heart raced, a mix of fear and something you didn’t want to name. She was offering you the world, but it felt like a cage.

“Selene, I—”

“Shh,” she said, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Don’t say anything. Just think about it. About us.”

She leaned closer, her lips curving into a smile that made your pulse quicken for all the wrong reasons. “You’ll see, sweetheart. You’re mine, whether you realize it yet or not.”

The weight of Selene’s words clung to you like a second skin. You managed a shaky nod, murmuring something that resembled agreement, though your mind screamed for an escape. Selene seemed satisfied, her smile softening into something almost tender as she released your hand.

“Good,” she said, standing with that same effortless grace that seemed to command the room. She adjusted her coat, the rich fabric glinting faintly in the café’s warm light. “I’ll see you soon, sweetheart. Don’t make me wait too long.”

She left without another word, leaving behind the faint trace of her perfume—rich, intoxicating, and suffocating all at once. You exhaled, realizing you’d been holding your breath.

This wasn’t normal. None of this was.

You gathered your things, your hands trembling as you stuffed your notebook into your bag. You needed to leave. To think. To figure out how you’d let things spiral so far out of control.

The walk back to your apartment felt longer than usual. You couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, every shadow and passing glance setting your nerves on edge. You checked over your shoulder more times than you could count, but the streets were empty, save for the occasional passerby.

Finally, you reached your door, fumbling with your keys as you hurried inside. The familiar scent of your tiny apartment did little to calm your nerves. You locked the door behind you, sliding the chain into place for good measure. Safe. For now.

You collapsed onto the couch, your head in your hands. What were you supposed to do? Selene wasn’t just persistent—she was everywhere. Her gifts, her texts, her unspoken promises to make your life easier. And the way she looked at you... it was like you were the only thing that mattered to her.

Your phone buzzed, and you flinched, the sound slicing through the silence like a knife. You pulled it from your pocket, dread pooling in your stomach as Selene’s name flashed across the screen.

Selene: I hope you made it home safely, sweetheart. Let me know if you need anything. Remember, I’m always here for you. 💋

You stared at the message, the casual warmth of her words doing little to mask the underlying edge. She always knew. Somehow, she always knew.

As if on cue, a soft knock echoed from your door. You froze, your heart hammering in your chest. No one ever came to visit, and you hadn’t ordered anything.

Another knock, firmer this time. “Sweetheart,” a familiar voice cooed, muffled by the door. “It’s me.”

Your blood turned to ice. She couldn’t be here. Not already.

“I noticed you seemed a bit shaken earlier,” Selene continued, her tone light but dripping with something you couldn’t quite place. “I couldn’t bear the thought of you being alone tonight. Let me in, won’t you?”

You stepped back, your breath coming in shallow gasps. How had she found you so quickly? You hadn’t given her your address—had you?

The knocks turned to gentle taps, almost playful. “Don’t make me wait, sweetheart,” Selene sang softly. “You know I don’t like being ignored.”

Your mind raced, the walls of your apartment suddenly feeling far too small. You couldn’t let her in, but you couldn’t hide forever, either.

Then her voice dropped, low and velvet. “You belong to me, remember? No matter where you go, I’ll always find you.”

[puppetgirlsstuff]

The Ink Demon x Female Black Reader

Summary: After nonstop of thinking about Bendy and what he did you couldn't help back go back and finish what your father couldn't.

Warning: Tongue fucking, kissing, eating out, name calling, virgin, and gentle care.

A story will show why the place got like this. It's made up.

You've been working along side with your father and his crew. Animating and designing new cartoons for children around the world.

You felt happy for what you were good at. Becoming a great animator just like your dad you thought to yourself. Your father had plans for this business to go big. But you had other ideas like wanting to take over business when he retires.

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After some months Your father and his crew came up with 'Bendy and the ink machine'. The characters were cute. Bendy the little demon, Alice Angel, Buddy Boris, and more. My father would often show the characters how to be 'human' to make the kids understantand what's happening in the show. It was cute seeing how they did things but bendy on the other hand is very funny. He would stay by my side the most it was like he was glued to me.

'I didn't see a problem with it I thought it was fine." I mean there weren't much other female's working here like I did. But I think my father caught on to bendy's clingyness towards me. Let's just say he wasn't a big fan of how he was acting like.'

After your father took care of the characters he went up to you and whisper something in your ear. "I need to talk to you privately." You've nodded to him and petted bendy's head before leaving him to walk your father. As he tail unwrapped from my leg his smile turning grumpy. You looked back seeing his little mad face. You've felt bad but you needed to see what your father needed. As both of you got in his office you sat down in front of your father waiting for a word. You've hated talking with him about something serious because it would end up into a big argument about something stupid.

"So what this time?" He sat down looking into your eyes like you should already know "Y/N I'm not liking how Bendy is coming to be close to you." You sat up crossing your arms while rolling your eyes towards him and groaning. "Y/N I'm being dead ass he's not supposed to be doing that he's really supposed to be a match for Alice not a human." "Okay! So what you act like he gonna go further he's a good demon he's not gonna fuck me he doesn't even know what sex is!" You get up from your seat fixing your skirt and looks back at your dad who's pissed.

"That don't matter he's too clingy and I don't like it." You cut him off by saying "And so what leave him alone he'll hangout with Alice soon." "Y/N." "Give him time he just needs time." He get's up from his seat "Y/n no!" "He's new you just created him this month just like the others!" He slams his fists upon the table yelling out at you. It makes you little shocked by it but you kept your ground as you must. He yells at you saying "HE WILL DATE ALICE NO MATTER WHAT AND THAT'S IF I HAVE TO MAKE YOU LEAVE THIS WORK PLACE BY HAND I WILL IF IT WILL BE HELD JUST LIKE THAT!" He settled down trying to calm down.

You looked at him with overwhelming feeling thrusting through your mind but mostly your heart. "Now I see why mom left you.." With that you left out his office. You heard him trying to call back for you but nothing works. "Y/N-... Fuck Man!" He knocks over his stuff off the desk which made him even maded so he threw things over in his office. Meanwhile you sat in one of the storage rooms crying and sniffling away from the madness and sadness.

You didn't notice but Bendy had came in the room after you. After all he was was following you but you didn't notice because of his sneakiness. He walked up to you putting his hands on your knees. His smile frowning when he seen you cry. You looked at him with watery eyes. You couldn't speak much so you just landed your hand on his. He stayed with you as you cried.

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The next morning you came back to the work shop but when you arrive you saw police there. You saw your father talking to one of them. You walked over to him to see what's was going on. "What happened!?" He looked at you disappointed "what!?" After he got done talking with the police officer. He turned to you and said "Apparently one of the coworkers were found dead in his work station." You gasped "No that couldn't be." He rubbed his head "Well it is and now I'm told they don't know who did it there's no trace of anything." Your father got annoyed and worried for his business "Just do me a favor and go back home I can't have you here right now." You were about fight back with him on this but before you could he walked away.

You left for now but came back at night. You're father didn't know you came back. But little did you know you were in for a surprise. You opened the back door to the work shop just so you wouldn't run into people you know. Which you don't think it would happen after all this place is big. You walked in the half lit hallway. You heard voices coming from a room. You went to check it out. You saw the room and looked through the cracked open door to spy and listen.

"I'm not stupid I know the only pers- no not a person a thing that could've have did it was one of cartoons." You saw your father partner pasted around the room "Yes but they don't know anything about killing." Your father responed but his parnter stopped and looked at your father "Let's just question them instead." He went to the door you were peaking in and you hurried to hide. "Wait." Your father followed after him. Once they were far. You got up to follow to see what would happen next. "The animation room?" You said quietly. You've never knew where they put the characters at after they were done with the show. "Alright one of you spit it out what do you know." Most of the characters looked confused. "As you know someone died today and there was no trace which makes me believe one of you had something to do with it."

She got on her knees so they wouldn't see her. He kept talking but you noticed somebody was missing from the characters. You counted remembering the names "Where is B-.." whispering to yourself. You felt something touching you. Just turning around to see Bendy but not the normal Bendy with his smile and cute little horns. Half of his face was dripping with ink. Like he was mentaling. You almost scream but he covered your mouth. You started to breath heavily as he removed his hands from your mouth. "What happened to you?..." You put your hand on his face half mentaling face feeling the ink. He looked scared like he didn't know either. "Aww babe you look so scared.. What happened.." You were to busy worrying about Bendy that you didn't hear your father and his partner come out the room. "Y/N what the hell are you doing here." He sounded mad but you ignored him. "Dad look at Bendy something isn't right with him!". Your dad pulled you away from him "Stand back he might be dangerous!" His partner yelled.

But you couldn't believe that "No he isn't he's just scared look at him he doesn't know what's happening to him either!" You told them. "Y/N I need you to go and find the other coworkers and warn them." You looked at him "No he's not dangerous he just needs fixing.." He started to get annoyed "Right dad you can fix him just like the others right!?" You waited for a answer.

"Y/N trust me there's nothing we can do once they turn like this there asigned as dangerous no other way but to kill them." You couldn't believe your ears all thoses times when you were growing up you've been lied to. The more you keep going back and forth with him the more Bendy got worse. You both didn't know the halls were starting to turn black and inky. Until you hear "We need to leave now!" You both stopped and noticed the place "Y/N you need to go now. Anthony take my daughter and leave the place."

"Hey! No hands off of me now!" Bendy notice your discomfort. He got mad and started to deform and grow into a real inky devil. He tries to run after you but a surprise shot gun shell made him fall down onto the floor. His screams of rage you could hear as you were being pulled towards the exit door. once outta the building you argued with Anthony to let you back in but nothing.

Minutes go by still waiting for your father. But he hasn't came out. "I'm going go check on him." He left you as he went back in. It didn't take long before he came back out with your father in a bloodied mess. "Dad!" You yelled running to him. "H-he's.." "No!" "He's gone." You held his lifeless body crying in his neck.

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That's all you keep thinking about over and over. Now as you stand in front of the building where your father die at. You looked up at it seeing how it's a mess. Taped with labels and signs to not go in or stay out. "Time to finish what my father couldn't." Walking into the building the door nearly came apart in your hand. You ignored it and keep walking noticing the place and how inky it became. After hours of walking through different doors you found yourself in the animation room.

Remembering who were all in here once. Moving forward in a door you saw opened. You walked through in and heard something fall. You stood there little scared of what's behind the door. You saw two doggy ears pop out. You gasped and knew who it was. "Boris?" He looked at you his tail wagging as he went to hug you. He's gotten taller. "Hi buddy!" You hugged him back. He let go and took your hand to take to his table and show you his toys. "Aww Boris you still have them." He nodded smiling. "Hm do you know where the others are?"

Boris stopped smiling and got out something. "What's this?" You put them on the table to seeing drawings he made. The more you looked at it you notice it tells a story of what happened over the years of when the place was abandoned. The last one caught you off guard it was a picture of a devil like figure. You felt like you saw it before but when? "Boris who's this?.." He took some of the black ink from the floor and wrote on the wall "B E N- Bendy.." You got up from your seat. "Okay well I need to find him can you take me to him?" He nodded and lead you to another door.

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After showing halfway through the building he let you go in on your own. But don't worry you were close. You just didn't know that.

Not only after going farther into his area. You found Alice. How did you find her? It's because of her signs. She looked differently and ruined. Her actions were no longer the sweet angel you known. She would often scared you with her ways. You talked to her but all she really wanted from you was to take down the 'The Devil Himself' that's all she would talk about. You felt bad that she turned out that way. After saying your good byes you left her. The last thing you remember was she said "Do this for me and I might beable to return a favor."

Now finally you were in his full control. His world and there was no going back. You went in the studio where all the cartoons were. Just to be meant face to face with him. Your heart dropped to your ass as you saw him crawling on the huge chair. He got over it and jumped onto you making you fall back on the floor. "Holy fuc-..." You said under your breath. "Y/N you've come back what a lovely surprise." His laugh sounding demonic. He's on you looking deep into your eyes. 'Not that you could see his eyes.'

He gets up off of you just to lift you over his shoulder. "Hey! What are you doing put me down." You try getting down but nothing. "Boy if you don't put me down!" Bendy starts to form a bed outta ink.

He throw you on the bed but not to hard. You tried getting up to escape. But he pushes you back on the bed. He's stronger than you thought. He makes inks chains to hold her down. "Get these chains off of me!" You start to move around alot. But your only making it harder on yourself. He see's you struggling but the more you do the more excited he becomes from it. "Let go of m-." You tried to yell but that only makes him put his long prehensile tongue in your mouth leading down your throat. As he start with her clothes he rips off her shirt same with her bra.

He took his tongue outta her mouth and started to use it again but to tease her right boob. Then he uses his hand for her left. He started off squeezing her boob and playing with her hard nipple. She seemed to enjoy it but tries to act like she didn't. Not long until that act will be over. Her moans and groans saids it all. He looks at her face and see's the blush from her. He takes his hand off her boob just to rip off her pants. He sees her painties and how wet they became. You saw what he was looking at and closed your legs.

"Bendy no please anything but there.." He stops the teasing with your boob. "Just not there please I'm a virgin." He looks at you confused. You've remembered he doesn't know that stuff. "It's where I've never had sex with anybody and my cherry hasn't popped yet I'll like to keep it that way." He seemed to understand a bit. "So that means if I were to have sex with you.. I'll be your first?" You've nodded to him.

It made it no better because now he takes it as if I did it first that means you're his forever. He proceeds to slides your panties off since you didn't have chains on your legs. "Wait- babe please don't.." He didn't listen and started to tongue fuck you. You could help but dig your head back into the pillow. You were so outta of it. His pace would start to speed up. "A-ah fuck~" you moaned out. His tongue felt like a wave to you. "Aw, can't handle a little demon's tongue?"

he said as he pushed his tongue even deeper inside her. causing you to whimper as you're legs shook more while at the same time closing around his head. Bendy becoming more confident and daring decided to follow up by pumping ink inside of his tongue increasing it thickness and length. His speed was so fast you couldn't keep up of how many times you've cumed on his tongue. "Mmmm you’re so tasty." He murmurs into your wetness. Your legs would shake even more.

He could feel you're trembling, hear you're whimpers, but he pushed on, driven by a lust he couldn't control. "Such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" He purred. A hunger burning in his eyes as he gazed at you're glistening folds. He loved the taste, and the thought of claiming you completely.

Lowering his head, he dragged his tongue along your slit out, and then going back in you again. Groaning at the exquisite flavor that exploded on his taste buds. He could feel you're squirming beneath him, hear you're moans echoing in the empty room. "That's it, babe." he encouraged, his breath hot against you're skin. "Let me hear you. I want to hear every sound, every scream of pleasure."

His tongue deeper, thrusting into you're tight heat. He could feel you're clenching around him, you're juices flowing freely as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

"Yes, fuck, you taste so good." He could feel you trembling and writhing beneath him, you're desperate moans filling the air as his tongue plundered you're most intimate depths. The taste of her was intoxicating, fueling his lust and hunger. He could sense you're approaching climax, you're walls clenching and fluttering around his invading muscle.

"Come on, baby." he growled, his voice muffled against you're dripping sex. "Cum for me. I want to feel you come undone on my tongue."He redoubled his efforts, fucking you with deep, powerful strokes as he suckled on you're sensitive clit. His hands gripped you're thighs, holding you in place as he devoured you, determined to bring you to you're ecstasy.

You're back arched off the bed, you're head thrown back in a silent scream of rapture. You're body convulsed, shaking uncontrollably as the force of you're orgasm crashed over you. Bendy could feel the gush of You're release flooding his mouth, you're sweet nectar dripping down his tongue.

"Fuck." he groaned, lapping up every drop of you're nectar. "That's my good girl, cuming so hard for me."He gentled his touches, helping you ride out the aftershocks of you're intense climax. As you trembling subsided, he placed a final, tender kiss on you're glistening mound before trailing his way up you're body.

Bendy captured you're lips in a searing kiss, forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue. He could feel a sense of possessiveness, of pride at having brought this magnificent creature to such heights of pleasure."Such a good girl." he praised, stroking her hair as he gazed into you're eyes. You were so tired after that work he put in.

He noticed that and made sure the chains were off of you. He made you comfortable in the bed. You knew this was wrong. You knew you couldn't let him go after what he did. But seeing his new form made you believe it won't believe it won't be so easy to take him down.

You felt him lay behind you. He put his arm around you pulling you in close to him. "Stay with me forever." That's what he told you before you headed off to sleep.

Part 2?

[pseudowho]

Hello Ms Haitch,

I’m 26 years old and have never been in a relationship before. I have been in love and have gone out with guys before, but they’ve never progressed into us dating and becoming official, most often resulting in me heartbroken and ending up in terrible situationships that cause more grief than anyone can imagine. I even completely stopped looking for love these past two years, to give me time to grow into myself and know who I am and what I want from life.

All my friends and everyone else in my life don’t seem to have a problem with finding love or commitment, and deep inside, it kills me to know that they have the companionship that I yearn for. And approaching my late 20s when almost all my close friends have plans of starting families with their partners, I just can’t help but feel disheartened at what feels like my fate to be the designated single friend who would eventually have to settle for a reality I don’t want. But more often than not, even when I am comfortable with my singlehood, my closest friends push me to find a man and that makes me feel even more hopeless (especially with news of engagement parties and potential wedding dates entering my planner). Often in my lowest moments, I wonder if it is my looks or my personality that just icks people off.

I have put myself out in the dating world and have done everything from going to different clubs and events to find people that share my interests, to being set up by my friends. Heck, I even moved across the country for my job and still have no luck with a new and different crowd.

Do you have any advice on how to cope with being the leftover friend, because frankly, I don’t have it in me to hear another “your person is out there waiting for you!” or “you just have to put yourself out there!”

Thank you,

Anon

Hi!

I'm only sorry to say that while I haven't been in your position, I ache to hear it, and I'm sorry you're suffering such loneliness, and fear of the future. One of my closest friends is 37, and has been through much the same as you for quite some years, and struggles with the same. I shall advise you as I advise her.

I think you need to view this through a practical lens, as well as an emotional one. You know how you feel about this emotionally, and have verbalised it well; you're worried about not having this theoretical life partner for you, but also worried about how you are being perceived. In this vein, you are already spiralling down writing yourself off as (amongst others): unattractive, in possession of a bad personality, and leftover.

So, let's look at the practicality: the hard honest truths, the catastrophism, and the futures unknown. You ultimately don't know if you will meet your person tomorrow, in a week, in a year, or ten, or never ever. You need to accept, as a truth, that you absolutely must know and like yourself whether you are going to meet your person, or not.

The truth? You cannot place all of your hopes of happiness on a potential future that you know nothing of whether it will happen or not. Or, you can, but risk misery in the unknown intervening years. Your boat is going through this sea, and you need to be the one true constant. If you are waiting for happiness, or belonging, to happen, based on a theoretical maybe person, there is a chance you will be unhappy your whole life.

I'm a real 'plan for the worst, so if that happens I am prepared, but if anything better happens, it's a bonus' kind of girl. If you do meet your person, do you want to meet them in this state where you dislike yourself? Do you want to meet someone who may not be right for you, but for whom you lower your standards because your greatest fear is of being 'left behind'? Or do you want to meet either of these people as someone who has embraced either path that their life may take?

This sounds like such a write off. It will always feel that way, because you're clawing for an answer that nobody can honestly give you. Most people give you those 'life laugh love' recycled phrases, because they're uncomfortable confronting the truth; that you're unhappy, and lonely, and struggling, and I'm sure at points envious, and they don't know how to help you with it.

So in truth: I cannot help you with this, and I know that. I can only try to help you build the infrastructure you need to help you to weather the storm. I wish I could crystal-ball this for you; I'm sure if you knew, hands down, what your future held, it would be easier to cope with whatever is to come.

I wish I could give you something more concrete.

Tl;dr: You are not leftover. You are not food to be consumed or wasted. Whatever path your future takes, you can seize control, and choose to approach it with your head held high, or with the belief that you are worth nothing.

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[forgettable-au]

I'm sick so I drew silly things about my AU lmao don't take these that seriously

[cinnamon-flame]

Happy easter to everyone but these two especially

[sleep-deprived-luka]

Gog au niigo for tonights doodle

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

just noticing lwjs bunny-ear hair ribbon. that's so cute

Good eye! Here's another little character design detail.

[nuyokaiart]

There she is.

[your-ne1ghbor]

Alright the pull came in and ya'll wanted to see some of the Magnus and Star doodles so here you go! :D

So here is some star concept doodles:

LASTLY, MAGNUS DOODLES (FW, SLIGHT GORE)

I swear I had more, but since it is like 10:22 pm here, Imma drop these for now.

Bonus:

Bonus Bonus:

Here is a fun fact: After the incident, Magnus, Agatha, and the survivors did not get proper medical treatment directly after the event. A lot of the medical materials was turned to ash and whatever did survive cannot be used because the heat could alter the chemical components in exithers or healing potions. The things that were mainly salvaged was cloths that survived the fire, which was washed thoroughly before being used as bandages.

Although they had a alternative for bandanges, many of the survivors died from smoke, lack of medicine, other related injuries, or...uhhh yeah. Luckily, other kingdoms were fortunate to help the citizens and they were able to gain proper medical treatment after around a month.

I just wanted to share this since this makes logical sense for a incident that was this bad. And also because Magnus got that nasty burn scar that was not even treated until like around a month later, same with Agatha's eye. So yeah 😜

@spectator-zee @oh-shtars @rascalentertainments

@tumblingdownthefoxden @dangerousflowerpanda @thesafireartist

[sysig]

Oh dang, I really got in at the last minute! Time really flew this year!! Happy requestober, everything I've seen looks amazing so far! Could you please draw something where the Vargases get a Joel kitty but just like... *Not* under terribly sad circumstances? Like maybe after adopting Todd, they get a family cat? Thank you so much! <3

Day 31 - Mutual introductions

[eegasleega-will-change-this-l8r]

just a porky sketchpage i've been doodling in for the last couple days! all very rough and sketchy, just having fun and trying to experiment a bit ^^

[miodiodavinci]

i saw that you used to hint at oc stuff on twitter (don't ask me why im digging im looking for zola stuff lmao) why don't you post more about them?

i am simply terrified that if i post oc things online someone will steal the concept and run with it faster and better than i ever could have and then i will be devastated forever and ever

more seriously i have very little to show for any of my oc things (adhd brain making life difficult as per usual awawawawawa) and every time i've shared oc things in the past i've ended up never following up on it and it makes me feel bad and guilty so i've just convinced myself i will Never talk about my ocs until i have something substantial i can put out there

[can-of-slorgs]

Local owlbear, what she gonna explodee✨

[laugtherhyena]

I need to properly develop Ghost girl I need to properly develop Ghost girl I need to properly develop Ghost girl I need-

[bambiraptorx]

lowkey thinking about whipping up some designs for Draxum's friend group so I can make a couple doodles with them. I've had them around in headspace for a while but I have yet to make much content of several of them, and I'd like to change that