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Out of the Blue... Part 11
I think Donnie knows what triggered Leos panic attack.
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Mads: "We know what happens but we can't tell you because we're still crossing our fingers a couple more years, right?"
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WoW Birthday Whump Day 3
Crying / Parting words regret / “Why…?”
Whumper observes Whumpee silently from outside their cell. They’ve been crying. Nonstop. For hours.
Whumper hasn’t even done anything that fucked up to them yet. They’d promised not to hurt them too bad until after the ransom deadline has passed.
People cry in stressful situations, Whumper knows that. But still, Whumpee had seemed to be pretty stoic when Whumper was doing their research.
“Can you stop?”
Whumpee jumps. They look up at Whumper, eyes red-rimmed and lashes stuck together and shiny. They try to wipe away their tears but new ones fall quickly.
Sighing, Whumper kneels down on the other side of the bars to be on Whumpee’s level. “Really, Whumpee. I haven’t even hurt you that bad. Can’t handle a few scrapes and bruises?”
Whumpee hiccups, curling into themselves. “Caretaker’s not gonna come for me,” they sob. “They’re not coming, and I’m gonna die, and they’re never gonna know how sorry I am.”
Whumper raises an eyebrow. That’s interesting. “What are you sorry for?”
“I… We got into a fight. I said some really mean shit. And then I stormed off and you grabbed me right after. There’s no way they-” Whumpee coughs harshly, choking on their tears. “There’s no way they’re gonna want me back after that.”
“Hm. Should I just go ahead and kill you, then?”
Whumpee flinches hard. “No! No. Please don’t kill me.”
“Fine. But if you’re right about Caretaker not giving a fuck about you, you better come up with a way to be useful to me.”
“I will. I promise.”
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I wish I could write fanfics, but I can't write to safe my life so y'all are stuck with my shitty art
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No ok I lost my 2024 no crying streak
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Here's my gallery of unusual imagery from vintage college yearbooks.
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unknown title by bahira motaz shaheen, 2023, unknown materials
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I was at school like normal but all my teachers were fish and I realized everyone was a fish and then I looked down and I was a fish and I cried so much I woke myself up.
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