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So I haven’t got much views or likes and I’m kinda losing motivation to post anymore on here should I keep posting or no?
depends. if you post for strangers’ approval then you might wanna stop. if you post for your own enjoyment then you might wanna ask yourself why you’re letting strangers be the thing that dictates your joy and motivation instead of seeking that joy and motivation from within yourself that comes purely from the act of getting to create and do the things that you love.
<sorry, not an update, but about valko. long read ahead>
wow i'm simply disappointed with the way papergames had handled things.
honestly the entire situation is disappointing. the decisions made by papergames are extremely unprofessional and, in my opinion, even fraudulent.
the entirety of global fan spaces are deeply disturbed and crushed with the news. a lot of people have already poured in time, emotions and money in preparation of valko only for ppg to pull the plug and leave everyone hanging.
i am also truly concerned with the involved staff, devs, artists, writers, production, and talents such as mo-cap artists, voice actors and even cosplayers. they deserve compensation, and most importantly, the chance to have their years of work be put out to the public instead of having it binned.
i'm extremely livid over the people who perpetuated this. the cn players who said racist and offensive remarks, the ones who followed and harassed papergames employees and the ones who involved authorities with the goal of censorship.
but then again, i'm well aware of the situation with the authorities getting involved on the cn side of things too, causing distress to women over there who genuinely love this game. the chinese gov is extremely strict over games and content, especially those for women. which is why i still believe we should reserve some grace to cn girlies who are not part of the group that are harassing and hurting others.
i believe i had seen some of them even cooperating with international fans, so let's do our best to work together to get an answer out of papergames and let's not lump the normal players with the bad cookies.
instead let's pour our energy in making sure that papergames and the harassing groups who involved the cn government, threatened ppg employees and left hurtful racist remarks online are held accountable. papergames need to clarify their plans. we had no roadmap or even anything to clarify what they're going to do with the supposedly planned content after valko's removal. this is basically fraud, they're not keeping up with what they marketed and they need to say something.
valko's erasure will change a lot of things, and not for good. each li release offers new information regarding the lore (in valko's case, i am assuming it's mc's aether core, considering he's a protocore scientist) the fact that he's gone, a huge chunk of lore will be going with him and instead will be replaced by a rushed, unpolished retconning of the original plan. he also serves as rafayel's narrative foil, his erasure leaves our beloved mermaid with no counterpart.
and gameplay wise, the yellow stellactrum will stay unfilled. there will be an awkward number of li vs. stellactrum. we will also not get new orbits, game modes and other updates that comes with the new li.
we need valko back, because if not, it sets a precedent that works of art/media can easily be changed or trashed with enough violence and power. as a writer and someone interested in working with video games, this leaves a bad taste in my mouth. in this age, the last thing we need is wasting the hardwork of people.
i know a lot people might just see this as a mere "gaming issue" and that it's "not that deep" but the underlying dangers of censorship and control over what content women consume just looms beside it.
to the people who are reading this, it is totally understandable to quit and not interact anymore. but for those who are still within the fandom spaces, make your noise by not buying from papergames, rating their games on all platforms and getting loud with the petitions.
Certain nightmares plagued you for the past couple of days and Valko has taken notice of this, coming to your aid to remind you that he's there.
this fic contains: no major plot, fluff, comfort, reassurance, snuggling, cuddling, valko just being a softie, sweetheart as a pet name, not proofread, maybe ooc valko but that's bc they didn't even gave us the chance to get to know him better 💔
wc: 618
note: i wrote this drabble primarily as a way to comfort myself after the recent events regarding the cancellation of valko and i wanted to share this short drabble just in case you are also in need of such comfort #bringbackvalko!
“Nightmares?” Valko’s gruff voice enveloped your ears, his hands gently caressed your face.
You've been having nightmares lately about your boyfriend, always in the same situation, finding out that he suddenly disappeared from the face of the world. Not even given a chance to say your goodbye.
And you would wake up with tears streaming down your cheeks, damp and heavy while you try to process what you dreamt of… again and again. Afterwards, finding it a struggle to go back to sleep.
Because what if you woke up and he actually disappeared?
As usual, it was movie friday where he'd come over to your place and spend the night there watching movies and sharing a bed with you, and yet, even your favorite movie seemed to sour your mood and distract you due to your frequent nightmares.
Movie night ended on a whim when Valko noticed that you fell asleep. Silently, he closed the television and brought you to bed, getting ready himself to cozy up and snuggle you to sleep. That is, until the usual nightmare hit you.
And well, Valko can't help but worry over your current state, swollen eyes from excessive crying, the dark circles under your bags were evident—screaming that you've barely slept.
“C’mon, tell me what's wrong.” He gently leans closer, resting his side on your bed while the heat of his palm continues to spread through your cheeks. Valko gently rubs his thumb slowly, treasuring every moment he gets to hold you.
Your chest felt heavy, Valko's touch, gaze, and question made you feel valued and free.
“I will never judge you.” He adds, a silent seal of reassurance over whatever problem you were carrying.
“I've been having nightmares… “ You swallow thickly. “Nightmares about you disappearing.”
Valko cracks a gentle chuckle “Me? Disappear?” Finally slotting himself beside you; nuzzling close to you while his arms gently wrapped around your body.
“I'm here.”
His voice was enough to spark tears in your eyes, barely a word of explanation in yet he seems to fully grasp how you feel.
Valko has never been anything but kind to you, usually full of energy but in times like these, it felt so natural for him to just sympathize with you.
“See?” He meets your gaze, taking your hand to press against his face. “I’m still here…” He grazed your hand through his nose, lips, eyes…
“Aaaand this one is also here.” With a random poof, his wolf ears appeared—his head lowered while he guided your hand to touch them.
Tears still threaten to spill through your eyes and you can't help but sniffle, your vision blurring with every gentle guide his hand gave. “No.. Shh..” Valko lets go of your hand and holds you close to his chest.
“There there… Shh…” Valko hushes, his fingers running through your hair; massaging your scalp gently as his warmth starts lulling you to sleep.
“I'm okay, sweetheart.” You felt his lips press against your forehead for a long second. A single press of promise while he hugs you just a tad bit tighter.
His voice, his arms, his warmth. Valko’s presence kept you grounded, away from the nightmares you've been having. It feels as if even the slightest caress and touch from him is enough to calm you even through the toughest times.
Valko finally shuts his eyes, sleep finally getting a hold of him as well. “I'll be here when you sleep, and will still be here when you wake up.” His tail rests calmly on your thigh as he lifts his arm to drape the blanket over the two of you, giving you one last smooch and nuzzle before finally resting.
Greetings everyone, I regret to inform you as per the announcement title, CIRCLES PT 2 has been cancelled. I apologize for the expectations that this may have caused, especially to the people who asked to be tagged once the pt 2 was up. I will be elaborating as to why I cancelled the fic below, feel free to read my yap sesh abt the cancelled fic if you are ever interested:) (Yes this means SPOILER ALERT for the fic I wrote! If you haven’t read it yet and are interested, you can read it here)
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As I said, the Phainon x Fem!Reader Circles pt 2 has been cancelled/discontinued. It really wasn’t exactly an easy decision and I've been contemplating on how I'll be announcing it.
I also tagged the people who were waiting for a pt 2 so that you guys are informed (i'm really sorry to keep your hopes up T_T)
And I really didn’t want to put the efforts I made to waste so I’ll be sharing some of my ideas from when I was writing pt 2.
I’ve always made sure to write fics that I will enjoy reading, I do firmly believe that you need to be happy with what you’re writing before you post/publish it, and to be fair it is quite ironic as I thrive on writing angst fics. But the deal with angst is that you enjoy the emotional turmoil it causes, but in the case of the pt 2 of the Phainon Circles fic, I genuinely cannot see myself finishing it.
I enjoyed writing pt 2 actually! I had a draft of 3.5k words before I decided to drop it (which I will be elaborating on further later). Looking back at it, it’s lowkey a bum since I had thousands of words invested in it already. I did make a spotify playlist for it too ahaha…
Yep! Those were some of the songs I had added that were supposed to be made public alongside my post date of the pt 2 but judging from what i’m writing rn weeeeelllll…..
Going back to the angst, the plot of pt 2 was actually supposed to be heavier than pt 1, reader struggling to forget about Phainon after moving out of Okhema City and into Castrum Kremnos which was supposed to be a neighboring city, a couple of hours away from Okhema City.
The focus of pt 2 was on Mydeimos, who was supposed to be the reader’s co-worker after moving cities and jobs to move forward in life without Phainon. And apparently Mydei also being the reader’s next door neighbor, so it was quite the plot lmao.
Other than that, Mydei did fell in love w the reader but obviously reader wasn’t over Phainon, Mydeimos was supposed to be the relief after the emotional storm and heartbreak that Phainon did to the reader. Realistically, it wouldn’t be easy to move on from someone you’ve been with since you were a kid, disregarding the romance, you’ve known Phainon for YEARS way before the spotlight when it was just the two of you in those wheat fields of Aedes Elysiae, and this entire concept was very grounding for the fic so I did lean on it a lot throughout my drafts.
Phainon in the fic wasn’t exactly safe, because guess what, I planned for him to leave the spotlight, move back to Aedes Elysiae, build a house and prepare to wait for the reader (like a certain romance movie…) he was really ready to leave everything behind just to have the reader back. And while that was happening, reader spends time with Mydei all the time, the guy basically helping the reader to move on.
So here’s portion of my draft that i’ve written for the specific part where reader asked Mydei why he’s still there despite knowing that the reader is still not over Phainon:
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“Why do you love me?”
The question hangs heavy in the air, its vulnerability makes Mydeimos ponder — seemingly trying to ask the sky for an answer, refusing to meet your gaze as he echoes the phrase, testing its weight on his tongue. “Why do I like you?”
His lips emit a humorous chuckle, it seems like all he could do in this situation right now is to give you an answer that even he himself couldn't explain why.
“I just do.” Such a simple answer followed the gaze he tenderly gave you.
Ridiculous. You murmured, how could anyone even like you in such a state? Disheveled, broken, empty, it's pathetic — pitiful, even. Yet this man seems to have ignored all of these obvious qualities and continued to hold your gaze like you're his world.
Don't fool yourself with such looks, Phainon looked at you like that too, now what happened?
“Don't look at me like that.” Words snap out before you can stop them. You turn your head away sharply; staring intently at the river bank just to escape the terrifying care his eyes held.
Self-consciousness slowly eats you alive. It's sudden, panicky, worrisome even. It's been so long—way too long—since someone has looked at you the way Mydei is looking at you right now.
Without the ugly past you held, a history that kept you in shackles, and a man you cried yourself to sleep for after everything else. Despite carrying such heavy things, Mydei gave you such a loving gaze that you didn't even know anyone could still hold.
“I'm literally an asshole, Dei.” Finally, you gave him a glance. Your lips quivered slightly, exhaling as you looked away once more. “I tried to have sex with you just to forget the pain…”
Memories of that night were still vivid, everything was honestly perfectly fine, but of course your tears ruined everything.
“I can't even kiss you without thinking of…” You trailed off, the words struggled to come out of your mouth.
“Phainon?”
Mydei raises his left arm and gently pats you in the back. “I know.”
“But I don't mind.” He chuckles, snaking his hand on your hair and ruffling it. That same gruff smile still plastered in his face despite the heavy atmosphere.
“So what if you talk about Phainon? I'll still love you.”
His words were oddly comforting, you can't exactly remember anymore when was the last time someone said they'll care regardless — let alone still loving you despite everything.
You can't help but pity Mydei even just for a sliver, why would he go to such lengths to love you, even without the certainty that you'll love him back?
Everything still reminds you of Phainon, but he's here offering himself to be your sponge, your shield, anything you will need.
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Aaaaand (unfortunately) that’s where the turmoil started… Half of my brain was telling me that Mydeimos being the endgame really makes everything better, also because I did say it was supposed to be a Mydeimos x Reader fic for pt 2! But on the other hand…
I seriously wished I didn’t think of Phainon leaving everything behind for reader because OH BOY did that spark the second thoughts in my brain.
“Oh but Phainon was ready to leave everything behind because what does fame mean to someone who lost the very reason as to why the fame existed in the first place?”“Huh but Mydeimos risked not being reciprocated just because he loves the reader so much! He deserves to be endgame!”“But Phainon was ready to change, second chances are beautiful!”“But Mydeimos loved the reader without having to change anything!”“Well Phainon loved the reader first! And if we’re talking about Mydeimos risking everything then he deserves better!”Yeah so that was my two inner monologues arguing for WEEKS.
So I decided to finally put it to rest and cancel the fic as a whole.
I would have loved to finish it but thinking about either of the two being the ending, it didn’t exactly bring much satisfaction to me. Reinstating that the very first reason that I write is because it makes me happy, and if I don’t enjoy what I am writing, nor am I happy with the outcome of the story, I really just had to let it go.
“Then why didn’t you just make an ending where the reader didn’t end up with anyone? Or two separate endings?”The idea was nice but it didn’t exactly satisfy me. Right, I could’ve just made different endings but it didn’t sit right with me. Neither of the possible endings sat right with me, so here I am, yapping about the creative process I had when I was writing the fic.
I really had a hard time having to articulate the sorrow of announcing the discontinuation of this fic, I loved writing it but I just can’t seem to fit the right puzzle for any ending, I also didn’t want to post a fic that I didn’t wholeheartedly put my sweat and tears into, afterall fanfic writing is a hobby that I absolutely loved since I was young.
Moving forward, I do plan on making more fics about Phainon and Mydeimos! Sadly, the pt 2 of CIRCLES will be discontinued. Thank you for your continued support and I will see you in the cosmos! 💜💫
-Astra
taglist (that was supposed to be fore the ppl waiting for pt 2 i'm so sorry guys T_T): @violetisreadinghush @illuminyx @maya2848 @vernith @firefliesoul-owo
not a post nor announcement but holy shit tsumugi aoba gets a new card 😭💙 he lowk looks like pantalone here but oh well and before someone says i'm a larper, i've been doing oshikatsu for him since 2021 🥀🥀🥀
The Vice Captain of the Knights of Favonius' Fifth Company seemed to have posted a commission on the Adventurer's Guild board, needing help with inspection practice, out of boredom (and possibly goodwill) you accepted the commission without knowing what exactly you'll be getting into...
content warning: 18+ MINORS DNI, yandere! lohen x fem! reader, suggestive themes, mentions and use of weapons (knives and guns), being held at a gunpoint for a short time, stalking from afar (scopophilia), obsession, slight body worship.
wc: 2k
notes: i'm not entirely familiar with weapons and guns so pardon if there are inaccuracies!
Lohen holds you at a gunpoint, circling you with the hole of the pistol firmly pressed against your forehead.
“Hmm…” He hums playfully. “Weapon check!~” He whispers, biting your earlobe playfully.
“Hands up.” Lohen sternly orders, his eyes narrowed down to you, the pistol on your head pulled away, but his finger remained on the trigger.
The demand on his voice barely laced by kindness was quite a surprise, after taking his commission posted on the adventurer's guild, you wonder why nobody ever took it. The post was two weeks old after all.
[Inspection Practice by Vice Captain Lohen of the Knights of Favonius’ Fifth Company, Reward: 100,000 Mora]
With much time in your hands, you decided to humor such a simple commission.
Which leaves you in your predicament. The other Knights of Favonius members gave you weapons to hide all over your body, it didn’t matter if it was on your clothes or at the hem of your pants, and apparently, Lohen will practice inspection with those weapons hidden all over you.
The knights only promise you a “He knows it’s practice, so don’t be too alarmed yeah?” Then off they sent you to the headquarter’s basement, with a small lightbulb being your only source of light.Yeah, like that would make everything less eerie.
After he demanded you to lift your hands, Lohen’s touch snaked up your neck, the leather of his gloves directly touching your skin causing a small tingle of friction between you two. “Neck, huh?” He sultrily breathes on the shell of your ear. “A tiny place, weapons are sooooo easy to spot here.”
Lohen pulled away, a cheeky grin plastered all over his face. “Unfortunately, you’re not pretty sneaky with this, hm?” He dangles a tiny blade necklace in front of your face. You expected it anyway, the silver of the beads of that weapon did twinkle obviously inside such a dark basement.
“Arms.” He didn’t waste time as his hands moved to your shoulders, slowly feeling it with his hands, then sliding smoothly to your bare shoulders in the blink of an eye. “Hmm hmm..” He moves behind you, tickling your nape with his breath.
“Your arms are bare, huh?” Lohen whispers, his fingers moving to the underside of your arms, feeling it back and forth. “No weapons here.” He scoffs playfully, his hands leaving both of your shoulders. “But your fingers said otherwise.”
You didn’t even notice the sudden weight on your hands, Lohen swiftly snatches the iron knuckle on your left hand and swings his index on one of the holes, playing with the weapon in front of you. “I told the other knights to challenge me. Where’s the fun in this?” He playfully coos, leaning close to your face; his eyes barely bear any light yet his pupils seem to enlarge at the sight of your anxious gaze.
“You’re pretty cute.” Lohen grins, immediately moving back to scan you from head to toe.
“Let’s move on to your torso, shall we?” He adjusted his leather gloves and stepped close. “Ah, you don’t mind if I feel you here, right?”Lohen’s hands gently held close to your upper torso, his thumbs slowly rubbing on your sides. He leans close to your ear once more and whispers “It’s part of the inspection after all.”
His tone was convincing enough, it is inspection after all. Strangely, your initial anxiety seemed to be melted away by whatever that fluttery feeling pooling in your coil.
“Excited?” Lohen calls you out.
Ah that’s right, with his hands finished on feeling your sides and back, Lohen smoothly crept his hands to your lower abdomen. “Hmm… Something is bulgy here…” He snickers, “And it seems to be inside.”
He lowers his fingers, holding to the hem of your shirt. “May I?”
You didn’t hesitate a nod, it’s inspection… How else will he retrieve the weapon, after all?
“Good.” Lohen lets out a subtle growl “Don’t mind if I do.” His hands going under your shirt.
Lohen’s gaze intently locked on to yours. Fingers wrapped in leather gloves touched your bare abdomen, pressing quite firmly on different places until finally. “Bingo.”
He quickly takes out a thin dagger. “Who would’ve thought!” Lohen laughs, throwing the retrieved dagger in the air several times. “Nice hiding place. I must say, I’m surprised.”
“Sneaky, but not sneaky enough.” He smirks, his hands now held behind you, fumbling with the waist band of your pants and taking out an appendix knife. “This one’s quite mediocre though…” He huffed teasingly, face laced with mock disappointment.
“Did the knights tell you to hide it behind you?” He snorts. “Relay a message to them from me after this, ‘kay?” He gave you a cheeky grin. “Tell them that I said to practice hiding weapons better.”
He gently pats your behind with a tiny manic giggle. “Now… you have one weapon left, I suppose?”
Lohen stands up straight and circles you just like before, looking all over you. A few seconds passed as you heard the small screech of wood being dragged. Turning back, the wooden chair greets your eye.
“I have a suspicion on where that last item may be…” He hums
“Sit.”
Without another word, you sat at the chair obediently, all traces of fear and nervousness now gone, replaced by lingering excitement on what Lohen may have in store.
“You’re cute AND obedient.” Lohen chuckles softly, settling in front of you, his gaze down at you.
He flashes another smile, unexpectedly, he slowly pulls his leather gloves off. His slender fingers are on display. “I gotta be veeeery thorough with this one.”
To add to the excitement coiling on you, Lohen knelt down and moved closer to you, holding both of your legs as he palms your pants.
“Oh my… There seems to be a lump down here.” Lohen snakes his bare hands to your inner thighs. “And how should I remove this, hm?”
You emit a shaky gulp, your body shaking slightly. Not from fear, but excitement. Excitement of what he could possibly do…
“To retrieve something, there needs to be a clear view.” Lohen leaned his head to your thighs, resting his chin in between them and looking up at you. “Your face screams yes…”“It can’t be helped…” He sighs teasingly, his cold hands finding its way back to the waistband of your pants, eyes not breaking contact with yours; not even for a second.
Slowly… Gently… He pulls your pants down, his cold fingers brushing against your bare thighs. To add to the sensation, Lohen blows softly on your thighs with every skin getting more and more exposed.
The embarrassment rules over your face, cheeks flushed red, your breath hitched with every teasing gesture he shows. This guy is absolutely manic, and he seems to enjoy riling you up with even the slightest touch.
“Sensitive?” Lohen cheekily asks, your pants all the way down now. The sight made him absolutely delighted.
“Found it.”
You squeaked in surprise as Lohen spread your legs apart, followed by a satisfied whistle. “So this is where you hid the last one, hm?”
Looking close at him despite the heat you’re feeling all over your body, his pupils seem to look much more dilated than earlier, his gaze at your thighs intensely satisfied and elated.
Carefully, he grabbed the pistol strapped on to your left inner thigh. “Found the last one.” Lohen smirks, his thumbs tenderly rubbing your thighs with a satisfactory hum.
“Good work.” To end things off, he licks a long stripe on your right thigh,, his hand firmly placed on your knees, just in case you might close them and squeeze his head shut… But judging from the way he seems to be enjoying himself, he wouldn’t mind suffocating between your thighs.
His saliva glistened on your thigh as he pulled away, contented at the sight of your flustered face, disheveled and turned on.
“I like the face you’re making right now.” He gets up, carefully pulling your pants back up and buttoning them in place.
“Good job, you may leave.”
After everything that unravelled, the redness in your face seemed to die down. Fortunately, Lohen seemed to soften a bit, calming you down and helping you get up the stairs. “Careful now…”He smiles kindly while sending you off. “No worries, cutie. I’ll mark the commission as a success. Come back tomorrow to get your reward mora!” He happily waves as you disappear from his sight.
“Finally.” Lohen groans, knelt on the floor while his hand palms the wooden chair you were sitting on just a few minutes ago.
“She took the commission.” He sighs dreamily.
Four whole months of constantly posting the same commission, just so that you can finally accept it.
The first commission posted only took one day for someone to accept; an inspection practice as per instructed. Lohen resorted to violent and cruel tactics to scare the first adventurer who accepted his commission, making a small cut on the cheek, and overall creeping the adventurer out. Eventually after practice, the adventurer took his mora and sprinted off in fear..
Like a domino effect, the second commission was posted, the same practice, the same reward, but this one took three days before an adventurer took it, this one more insane than before, pulling the trigger of an empty pistol, prank stabbing on the neck, the adventurer didn’t even finish the practice, running off while crying.
The next commissions were posted, the intervals of acceptance growing longer and longer, the message of the Vice Captain of the Knights of Favonius' Fifth Company resulting in violent tactics and threats during practice quietly spread amongst the adventurers who took it.
It was until the eight time he posted the commission, that the knights informed him that it was you who took it.
Finally… Finally…
Months of waiting for you almost made him insane, when he can only watch you from afar, conversing with other adventurers. Watching your every step, how adorable you look when you eat. And how oblivious you look when he sneaks through your windows at night when you’re fast asleep.
That could’ve been me. He would grit behind in envy.
Lohen can be quite the tactician, playing the long game just to finally snag you from those rowdy adventurers.
The trap he laid down patiently finally bearing fruit when he saw you descend to the basement…
Oh Lohen barely contained himself, your face, your body, your reactions. But he masked it, under strange fascination when deep inside, he wanted nothing more than to worship your body, take your clothes off and kiss you everywhere. Oh the thought was enough to make him drool…
But in the end, Lohen couldn’t exactly contain himself, he kept on reminding himself that he’ll only tease and make you embarrassed.
But the face you gave him earlier, a face of bashful arousal. Lohen forgot his initial reminder, and without a thought spread your legs apart. Now that he’s reflecting on it, the action was pretty obscene, but your face…
He can still remember how you gasped and squeaked at his bold move, taking the hidden pistol while his fingers touched your inner thighs, oh Lohen thought he was in heaven…
The lick afterwards was something he planned though, teasing you enough to squirm and maybe crush his head between your thighs but unfortunately didn’t happen.
Lohen can still feel the sensation of your skin on his tongue, oh how he adored how smooth and milky delicious your thighs were to his tastebuds. And maybe… Just maybe if he had moved closer, he could’ve licked you deeper.
Still, decency ruled over him, he’ll play the long game, willing to mask off the ravenous hunger he’s had for you. As much as he wants to claw his way to you, kiss you relentlessly and worship your whole being. Your aroused face says it all.
It won’t be long until you start seeking and obsessing him too, and when that day comes, he’ll devour and worship you immensely.
notes: happy lohen release day! the demo trailer awakened something in me and thus i made this short fic, i was initially planning something more freaky but this will do, i wanted it to be more freaky than just downright violent after all.
just finished watching f1 monaco gp 2026 and is devastated about charles dnf but oh well such is the life of a tifosi 💔 (anyway computah, time to write fics) my whitebluelings giving me lotta ideas rn (phai, qifrey, gojo, nice, and kaelix)
Crazy guy classics from my childhood because cringe is overrated.
This was drawn on Krita. The interface might be shit, but damn aren't the brushes so good? Human Springtrap's design is loosely based on those human FNAF fanarts from the early fandom days.
