#you're so right it hurts

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Council of lovefools.

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[featheredadora]

[teaboot]

tranny freak :)

[luna-mad-talks]

oh god why on earth would you say this ...doubles over in pain... aw.. aaassss

Hi hello are you obsessed over Epic being called an "asset" by E! Gaster in NPNG or are you just normal

It had haunted me for years, why don't anyone talk about this ever . . . Him just knowing that Gaster was no father of his since the start, he was created for a purpose, and one he failed at also from the start (he's so weak compared to anyone else in his universe, his magical eye isn't even his, it rejected him, it STILL rejects him).

Do you know you're different, Epic? Being artifically made to ended up as a failure? That your creator had despised you from your beginning to your end? That he killed you by giving you that Eye but also by taking it away? You do, don't you. All too well.

Epic Gaster I would love to shot you point blank through your eye holes

[sysig]

Chewtoy (Patreon)

[painfully-unoriginal]

So I drew these under the assumption that diane used to be part of kitty's crew and realized after that i don't actually know if that's tru or not so uuuuuhhhh probably should've just waited for the movie to come out to start drawing shit but 👍

[mibkid]

Mhm exactly

yosuke has so much nerve implying that the reason souji doesn’t name chie or yukiko as his “type” is because he saw the worst of them in their shadow. like mr ‘i secretly thought I was better than everyone in order to assuage my loneliness and feelings of dissatisfaction in small town life’ is gonna lecture on this? lmfao?

[dollypopup]

one day fans will realize that treating real people like fictional characters and fictional characters like real people is, at the core of things, The Problem

[cry-ptidd]

The red means ily!!!

[fangirltothefullest]

Having ADHD is so frustrating because i am filled constantly with a thousand ideas and I have all of these desires and concepts to make an arg and I KNOW I have the capability and wild enough ideas to do do it but I just can't. I try to sit down and start and I can't do it. I try to plan and plot and I can't. I have like a hundred thousand sticky notes full of concepts and possibilities and cipher ideas and I know if I tried I could make something and even if it isn't very good it'd still hopefully be fun and I just... can't do it. My brain won't let me do it. Won't let me focus, won't let me choose a specific path to follow for it. I want to do so many things that I'm SO desperate to do and my stupid brain just won't let me do them. I used to be teased and called Professor Calamitous from Jimmy Neutron who was so pathetic he couldn't even finish a sentence before he forgot what he was saying.

I try SO hard to stay positive about my disability because it's the haha funny no one ever takes it seriously diagnosis. It's the "you're just selfish and stupid" diagnosis. It's the "you can just make yourself be better" diagnosis.

And it fucking hurts, this feeling of helpless frustration.

I WANT to make something cool.... and I just..... can't.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[softenedsunbeams]

seeing so many posts making fun of us being anxious over the election. it's not for you. can we be scared are we allowed to be scared. for one fucking night can we have that or is that funny to you too IT'S NOT FOR YOU isnt that what you always say alll the time its not for you it isnt

[teaboot]

Is it weird to be a cis woman but want to be trans? Not trans man but trans woman. Like, I tried to imagine myself as a dude but I couldn't really put myself in those shoes. But if I was a trans woman, I don't have to deal with the unwanted subscription and probably taller

I mean lots of shit is "weird" but if you're asking me if it's dirty or evil I'd say you're probably fine

[deoidesign]

quick traditional piece for fun ^^

[not-gray-politics]

Trans women. I'm grabbing you by the shoulders and yelling. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE SKINNY TO BE FEMININE AND PRETTY AND CUTE. PLEASE STOP MAKING DIETS PART OF YOUR TRANSITION GOALS. WEIGHT LOSS IS A SCAM. I LOVE YOU. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

@val-the-bun you are Evil. You are evil putting this in my inbox.

More were-harpy Vaggie but it's sad now and everything HURTS (copy pasted here bc the format in the ask got effed but i refuse to suffer this alone)

val-the-bun asked:

And then, of course, *the trial happens*.

And *the absolute shit timing of the fallout*.

Charlie is too stuck in her own spiral while vaggie just... Tries to hole up on her own (her usual 'nest' was in their suite. But she didnt want charlie to have to deal with her).

Charlie is curled up on vaggie's side of the bed, buried in blankets while she questions if anything they had was real.

While vaggie is in agony for the first time in three years since she'd started changing. Every fiber of her being wants to call for charlie. Yearns for that safety... but instead she bites her tongue and just curls in on herself, alone in the room she hastily barred shut. ~~She deserves this. To be alone.~~

Not sure which hazbin is the one to hear vaggie's pain and tries to check on her (let's go with angel and husk).

The hasty barricade she put on the door isnt enough. Not when the others are trying to force it open.

Vaggie tries to scream for them to go away. The last scrap of clarity she has before that warning turns into a predatory *shriek*. Vaggie's monster form tears apart the already falling barricade, and bursts into the hall.

'WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!'

'Fuck if I know, just run! Angel, hurry up!'

Vaggie is *tearing through the halls*, jaws snapping after Husk and Angel. They manage to hit the lobby, Husky grabbing Angel and flying like his life depends on it.

Meanwhile monster vaggie leaps after them... *right into the chandelier*.

Charlie hears the sound of that distant, shattering crash down below, and she *realizes*. Suddenly those painful worries have to get shoved down as charlie bolts out of their room.

'Please dont hurt anyone. Please, please, *please...!'*

Charlie's heart sinks as the shadows around the hotel start to writhe, and radio static fills the air.

'My my, what a surprising turn!'

Vaggie is *shrieking*, thrashing against shadowy tendrils as she tries to claw at Alastor.

'Now now. *Stay down*'

A rap of his cane, and vaggie's practically being crushed into the floor.

'What the fuck is wrong with you?!'

Husk is holding Angel back, looking away as Alastor starts to raise his hand. He cant watch this...

'Let her go.'

Alastor freezes when he feels the tip of an angelic spear under his chin.

There, standing at his side, in her full demon form, *is Charlie*.

'Ah, miss Charlotte. Lovely to see--'

'Let. Her. *Go!'*

For a moment, everything is quiet except for the sounds of vagging struggling, her talons digging into the floor. She's bleeding, golden blood pooling on the lobby floor... *And dripping from the claws on Alastor's hand.*

'Oh, very well. Good luck!'

Vaggie is snarling when Alastor lets her go. She starts getting ready to pounce when Charlie steps in front of her, spear in hand. Vaggie starts backing away, looking less like a predator and more... *like a cornered animal*. Her whole body seems coiled to run away as she keeps backing up, snarling and shrieking more in warning than anything else.

'Was it a lie?'

Vaggie shrieks at her, swiping at the air in the hopes Charlie would stay away.

'When you told me you didnt know what this was, was it a lie?'

Angel starts to step forward, but husk grabs his arm.

'Just let them do this...'

'Did. You. Lie?!'

Vaggie backs right into the wall, feathers flaring with a hiss.

'Was any of it real?'

Charlie can feel the tears on her cheeks. But what she wasnt expecting was to see tears in Vaggie's eye... Even as she snarled, and shrieked, and snapped her fangs, she was crying.

Charlie presses forward, Vaggie raising up over Charlie with a hawk-like screech, talons lashing out... But they dont connect, her talons *trembling* as they stilled inches from Charlie's face, her own spear aimed at her chest. Vaggie's eye is wild and afraid, but Charlie can see the *pain* there, too. She let out another shriek, closing her eye like she was bracing for the inevitable...