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This fandom is great when you block like half of it

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eyeless jack x homicidal liu is peak, idk why it isn’t talked about much

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If Slender got pregnant, would he have to temporarily go by a different name? Since he's pregnant, he's not exactly "slender" anymore. So would he be like... idk, "Pregnantman"? Or like, "Babybumpman"?

If a townsperson went into the forest while he was pregnant and he tried to kill them, but then they got away, would they to add the pregnancy thing to his folklore?

"Guys you won't believe this, but I saw the Slenderman in the forest today. I swear I saw him, but you have to believe me, he was like, PREGNANT. Like he had a baby bump. Like a good seven or eight months in. DUDE YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME."

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A couple confessions:

Ik some people rlly dislike it but I lovvveee that there are so many variations of all the characters based off of people’s own interpretations/AUs!! p much everybody can enjoy their own thing :]

I really don’t think people interpreting Ben Drowned as a kid is a big deal (or the other way around! Kinda ties into the first thing lol)

I ship Liu x Nina

I think some people kinda get too heated over others characterizing characters like Toby, Jeff, Jane, etc as teens instead of chronological adults

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i NEVER see love for The Rake?? maybe I'm just not looking in the right places but The Rake.... The Rake.. please he is so cool i want to be his friend so badly pleeeaaasee holding hands with The Rake and skipping happily in a bright flowery field. frolicking with The Rake

[rakeshouseparty]

yah ok sure anon, why not

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I don't like how Liu is characterized, like he's always this "menacing guy" or something with the whole badboy archetype.

Also, Sully just barely exists. Even Homicidal Liu fans reduce him to just the "evil alter ego"

I want a Liu where he's actually complex, he's scared, he has hobbies, idk, and I want a Sully that's an actual character.

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It’s always rape rape rape and not show how it affects a person in this fandom instead of fluff fluff fluff in the creepypasta x reader space

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I think it'd be cool if people varied the body types of Slenders brothers when they make headcanon designs.

While yeah, they're Slenders brothers and Slendy is skinny(cuz he's SLENDERman) it'd be cool if his brothers were all different shapes so they contrasted more when next to eachother (Example, chubby Splendorman to fit with his pre-existing circle shape language or slightly more top heavy Trenderman with cool shoulder pads)

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Jane Richardson has always been more than just Jeff hater. Her being a Jeff hater is only 5% of her actual character and fans need to realize she has a whole universe, blood line, and other lore outside of him. Including a wife, two kids, a dog, and a sister. // Not to mention new characters created from that were affected by liquid hate. //

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I genuinely ADORE nurse Ann 🫡🙏

[hyperfixatedandthinking]

Dina, the most babygirl to ever babygirl. I teared up creating her.

(also, I know someone is going to say it, so I must clarify: No, she does not have the mental state of a child. She was just REALLY sheltered (and abused, obviously) so it took a while for her to catch up to her development milestones. Yes, she is childish and has a surprisingly good outlook on humanity despite her experiences, but she is also a killer. An infrequent killer but a killer nonetheless. Love her)

[paxxnouno]

Sebastia as error sans :] <333

@seireitonin

[digitalmyyth]

When I was younger I made a deliberately bad undertale oc to ragebait and so many people fell for it I had loads of comments telling me I was cringe and should die, and some long paragraphs of criticism. Kind of fascinating because not only is it so obviously fake, but I also have no idea why people were so mad like why did people act like this was some horrible crime to commit

[digitalmyyth]

okay drew her quickly

[seireitonin]

False Miracles Ch 19

Sebastia’s head is pounding. Her heartbeat is in her ears. The noise is unbearable.

“Mmm- mmm-“

She lets out noises as she opens her heavy brown eyes.

Her vision is blurry. It’s all so disorienting.

Once her blurry vision clears, she’s met with a white ceiling with a small crystal chandelier.

Sebastia’s eyes widen in shock as the organ in her chest beats faster, her body filling with fear.

She doesn’t recognize this place. She has no idea where she is.

Slowly sitting up, Sebastia tries to get her bearings.

Black velvet comforter covering her body as she’s cacooned in the white silky sheets of the large queen sized bed she was currently resting in.

Black and white damask walls. Black and white swirled marble floor with a black shag rug covering part of the stone squares.

A white nightstand is to the left of Sebastia, on it sits a black vase with a beautiful red rose inside it.

A large white vanity with a mirror is to Sebastia’s right. On it different makeup products and perfumes. Perfectly organized. Elegant. Mature.

Sebastia tries to get from under the covers and stand up, but a cold object holds her in place on the bed.

It makes a rattling noise.

“No- this- this can’t be happening!”

Sebastia rips the blanket off herself and looks down at her foot.

A shackle.

Her wide terror filled eyes follow the chain that’s connected to the shackle.

She’s chained to the bed post.

“No! No- fuck!”

Sebastia panics pulling her leg as hard and fast as she can, trying to somehow free herself from this nightmare.

The bedpost doesn’t even budge.

“Stop doing that. Your ankle will get raw.”

That voice that sounds soft as pillows, smooth as butter.

Sebastia glares at the familiar woman in front of her.

“Jane! You did this?!”

“Better me than someone else, right?”

“Let me go! Right now! This is crazy!”

“Why? So you can run back into Toby’s arms? To that place? Not happening.”

“What’s wrong with you?! What are you doing this for?!”

“Let me tell you what’s going to happen.”

Jane looks Sebastia in the eyes speaking firmly.

“You’re going to stay here with me and we’re going to get you cured. Then you’re going to leave that manor behind before it’s too late.”

“You acknowledged yourself that this faction is cult like! That they’ll never stop looking for me! Now you want to take away the way I defend myself?! Are you trying to get me killed?!”

“Let me finish.”

Jane cuts her off.

“You’ll be placed in my faction’s protection program. Hidden. Where your captors can’t find you.”

“…Then what?…Can I go home after?”

“Maybe one day….but…home…”

Jane trails off.

“Home might be different. You can’t go back to your old life before this.”

“What?!”

“There’s options. We could fake your death…change your name. Move states, possibly flee the country.”

“And my family? My friends?”

“….You couldn’t contact them or see them ever again. For their safety.”

“….So I’m expected to run and hide? Leave my life behind?”

“It’s the only way, Sebastia.”

“No! Who are you to tell me that?!”

“God Sebastia, what else could you do?! Be honest! You destroying the G.O.D faction by yourself is pure delusion! You’re strong. You are. But you’re not invincible! They will capture you again and make you pay for escaping in the first place! Open your damn eyes!”

Sebastia stays silent.

“Sebastia. Everything I’m doing is because I don’t want to see you die. I don’t want to see you…suffer.”

Jane sighs, looking down as she speaks.

“I’m already risking a lot just doing this. You truly don’t understand. You’re not only technically the property of the G.O.D faction, you’re…also…”

Jane trails off grifting her teeth.

“I’m..also what?”

Jane could just spill it right now. The fact that Toby lied to her. That she was also property of the mansion. No. Now’s not the time.

“Look. I…I know this is a lot for you. I do. It’s why I want to get you out. Isn’t that what you want?”

“Of course…”

“Then let me help you out.”

“But…”

“But?”

“Toby and…everyone…wouldn’t they come looking for me?”

“And that’s why you’re somewhere they can’t find you. The sooner you’re away from this mess the better.”

“Toby! Wake up! Toby!”

Toby could hear a familiar voice calling out to him.

He shoots up. Toby’s vision is blurry. His head feels heavy. If he could feel pain, it would be pounding.

Toby tries to focus his eyes on the man in front of him, his two brown orbs looking completely glazed over, still.

From the smell of the fresh crisp air and the brown, orange, red and green of the blurred surroundings, Toby could tell he was still in the forest.

Then it all came back to him. Jane. Sebastia. Jane took Sebastia.

Toby’s eyes focus a little bit. Blue mask.

“Jack…Jane- Sebastia-“

“Calm down.”

“Natalie! Fuck! She’s hurt!”

Toby tries to stand, but falls back to the ground, disoriented.

“It’s okay. I fixed her up before I came to find you. As much as she’d let me anyway. Natalie is the one that told me where you were. Good thing no one else found you out here before me.”

Jack gets down to Toby’s level, wrapping his arm around Toby’s shoulder, letting Toby lean on himself as Jack helps him walk back to the manor.

“I’m fine I don’t-“

“Toby. Now isn’t the time. Let’s go.”

The two walk back to the manor, Toby stumbling as they do.

Jack opens the large doors with one hand, the two brown haired men slipping into the large estate.

Jack helps Toby up the stairs and lays him on one of the medical room’s beds.

“Jack- I lost Sebastia- I let Jane take her- Slenderman is gonna kill me! He’s gonna punish me I- I can’t- I can’t handle it! What the fuck did I do?!”

“Toby. Stop. Calm down.”

“No! I can’t! You know what he’ll do to me!”

“Stop.”

It’s rare for Toby to have any kind of fear in his eyes. But Slenderman’s punishments always filled him with terror. Without fail. Everytime.

“Masky and the others are already looking for where Jane went. We’ll find Sebastia, okay?”

Toby’s body starts to move against his will.

“NO! FUCK! Not now! Please, not now!”

Jack hugs Toby, even if his arms accidentally swing at him.

“It’s going to be okay, Tobias. It is. You know I’m here for you.”

Toby tears up a bit, putting his head in Jack’s shoulder as much as he can, despite his neck tics.

“Jack…I…”

Jack lays him back down, handing him pills to swallow.

“You know the routine. This will put you to sleep…until it’s over. Okay?”

“Jack…I’m sorry.”

“….What?”

“I wasn’t the person you needed, before. But I’m still stuck needing you.”

“You’re loopy from the drugs. It’s okay.”

“No….it was my fault that we didn’t…work out. I couldn’t accept what I was….I took it out on you a lot and….sorry.”

Toby’s voice was soft and almost weak as he spoke.

“Toby. Stop. That’s not important right now.”

“That’s what I’d always say to you.”

“…Why are you bringing all this up now? Why are you saying all this?”

“Sebastia…could be my second chance. Third, even. Being with you…showed me a lot of valuable shit…now I can…actually try use it. Damn…even if Sebastia doesn’t know it, you’re still helping her out.”

Toby’s words trail off as he falls asleep.

Jack watches, releasing a shaky breath as the hollows of his sockets were locked on to the now unconscious Toby’s face.

“….You’re an idiot, Toby….such an idiot.”

Jack leaves the room, preparing with the other proxies and residents of the manor while Toby recovers.

Everyone sits downstairs in the living room discussing their next move.

“So, lemme get this right.”

Jeff speaks bluntly as everyone looks at him.

“Toby looses his booty call to Jane of all people, and everyone else has to drop what they’re doing to get her back?! That makes no fucking sense!”

“Too stupid to see the big picture as usual, crispy skin. If Jane tortures her or gives her up to some faction we don’t know about, we’re all in danger. They could have information on all of us, if Sebastia tells them! Everything! Did I dumb it down enough for you, Jeff?”

Masks spits back at him.

Jeff glares about to retort as Nina speaks up, cutting him off.

“Well,Toby was letting Jane sneak around here the entire time?! Is anyone gonna do anything about that?!”

“We don’t know all the details yet! What if she snuck in and Toby didn’t know?! That’s not the main point of discussion right now! We need to track Sebastia’s current location. She could be anywhere right now!”

“Well, it’s not like we don’t have options. I don’t see why we’re having this discussion!”

Jeff speaks harshly again.

“Those options come with consequences! You know that!”

“So have Toby deal with the consequences! Sebastia’s his responsibility- why does everyone else need to be dragged into this shit?! For someone who’s barely been here for two months?!”

The room eruppts into arguing amongst each other.

Hoody stands silently, shaking his head. Kate stares on almost blankly.

Masky feels his patience running thin as he rubs his temples and squeezes his eyes shut.

“ENOUGH!”

The room falls silent as attention falls back onto Masky.

“You guys might not fucking like it- but guess what? Slenderman sees value in Sebastia and her abilities and wants to keep her here! After seeing all her powers, we should all understand why. If she somehow ended up as our enemy that would be a majority of us dead! Do you morons understand why we have get her back here now?! Any other questions?!”

Everyone glares at Masky, but they stay silent.

“So if it’s so severe and we need her back, then we have to take it to the extreme options right? Who’s going to make the deal?”

Nina raises an eyebrow.

Masky sighs, looking over at Eyeless Jack.

“What do you think?”

“Yeah, let’s ask Toby’s ex - boyfriend.”

“Jeff, shut up.”

Masky snaps at Jeff, turning his attention to Jack.

“Toby. It has to be him. You guys aren’t wrong. Sebastia is his responsibility. So he has to be the one to do it.”

“Where is he?”

Jeff asks, angrily.

“Recovering.”

“From what?! Clockwork is almost back on her feet after being patched up for five minutes! But Toby is the one recovering?! From what?!”

“None of your business.”

“Oh, don’t tell me he’s recovering from those stupid tics. Fuck that!”

Jeff furiously gets up, stomping upstairs.

“Jeff stop-“

Jack tries to protest but Jeff ignores him.

“This ticcing little fucker thinks he can drag us into his shit?! For some woman that he’s fucking?! While he SLEEPS?! Because of some little tics?! No! Fuck that!”

Jeff kicks the door open, making a loud thud slamming sound as the thick door violently hit the wall.

Toby doesn’t wake up from his pill influenced sleep.

“WAKE THE HELL UP!”

Jeff grabs Toby, throwing him on the floor, winding him as his body harshly connects with it.

“Jeff, what the fuck?!”

Toby gets up, glaring at Jeff about to attack him.

“Your girlfriend is a danger. You’re lucky Slenderman wants her here, or no one would give a shit that she got taken in the first place!”

Jeff walks over to Toby, punching him with a right hook.

“You’re pissing me off, getting us wrapped in this shit because you want your dick wet?! No. Fuck that!”

Jeff throws another punch, Toby dodging it this time. Jeff continues screaming at Toby regardless.

“You have some nerve, ticster- bringing that bitch Jane around here! Right under my nose?! When you know she’s not even allowed here?! When you know- that me and her have some shit to settle?! Jane was here?! And you just let her run through here, huh?!”

Jeff swings again, Toby grabbing his fist and throwing a punch of his own connecting with Jeff’s nose.

“Didn’t let Jane in here, asshole! You know she sneaks around! Shut your fucking mouth!”

“Everyone is down there being forced to help get your personal slut back- and you’re here sleeping! How much do you care, really?!”

Toby’s eyes fill with rage at Jeff’s sentence.

“What? You mad? You said not to call her a bitch. I didn’t.”

Jeff smirks as he speaks down to Toby.

Toby walks over about to throw another punch but Jack and Masky stop them.

“Jeff, stop provoking him- Toby calm down! Come here, dumbass!”

Masky drags Jeff out of the room.

“Don’t think this is over!”

Toby yells to Jeff as Masky closes the door.

Jack sighs.

“Toby…look. Me and Masky talked about it. We need to find Sebastia quickly. We have…options. But we all know the consequences of said options.”

“You don’t mean…”

“Yes I do. You need to contact….them and make the call.”

“No. I’ll find another way. If we get any of them involved-“

“This manor moves in three days, Toby. If Sebastia isn’t back here in three days and this manor moves to only God knows where- then it’ll be almost impossible to get her back. You understand?”

Toby’s jaw and fists clench but he stays silent.

“So Toby. Make. The. Call.”

Toby glares, not angry at Jack, but angry at the reality of this situation.

“Fine. Where are they?”

“You know where.”

Toby walks out of the room, slamming the door. His unfortunate goal in front of him.

“Are you comfortable?”

In a different context, this would be incredible. A pretty woman making Sebastia dinner, serving it to her in bed and placing it on her lap.

“Yes…I guess.”

“Told you I’d cook better food for you with better ingredients.”

“It does…smell much better.”

Sebastia looks down at the plate of food in front of her. Jane made tacos. They were honestly picturesque. The creamy Oaxaca cheese. The beautiful green cilantro. The vibrant red onions. The bright guacamole with red tomatoes. The tender juicey brown steak.

“It looks amazing too!”

Sebastia smiles at Jane.

“Feel free to eat it. I put a lot of love into those.”

Sebastia takes a bite. The tacos taste just as heavenly as they look.

“This is so good! Thank you Jane!”

“technically speaking and only technically, I kidnapped you so I suppose it’s the least I can do, right?”

Sebastia swallows.

“I guess that’s true.”

“Sorry about the shackle on your ankle. I just couldn’t have you leaving before I explained myself. You definitely would have.”

Sebastia continues to eat.

“Uh…can I have it taken off now?”

“No. Not yet. Not until I’m sure you won’t try to run back to the manor.”

“I see…I couldn’t run back even if I wanted to Jane. I have no idea where we are…”

“That was on purpose, of course you’ll never know where we are. Neither will they. The creatures in that manor, the faction that’s after you. Nobody.”

“I see…”

Sebastia felt isolated and scared. No one, including herself, knew where she was. Only Jane. Her eyes widen at the thought.

“Don’t be scared. You know I’d never hurt you, right? I’m trying my best to get you out of here. I’m sorry my methods can get…. extreme, Sebastia.”

Jane sits next to Sebastia on the bed and tucks a few loose pieces of hair back into Sebastias black fringe.

Jane holds Sebastias cheek, softly, trying to comfort her. Sebastia wasn’t sure to be scared or relaxed.

“Don’t be so nervous. Just pretend I’m your precious Toby, okay, Sebby?”

That name almost sounded wrong coming from Jane.

“I don’t have to. I like you too.”

“Do you?”

“Yeah…you’ve been…good to me. So why wouldn’t I?”

“You’re sweet, Sebastia. Trusting me like this. Thank you.”

“No problem? I’m barely mad about the whole knocking me out with a mysterious liquid thing you did.”

“It was a strong sedative. Nothing harmful.”

Jane takes Sebastias empty plate.

“Mmm. I do have to let you walk around eventually. Keep you healthy. Also to make sure that shackle doesn’t dig into your ankle.”

“So, how about now?”

“No. Tomorrow. I’ll be right back.”

Jane takes the empty plate out of the room, softly closing the door behind her.

Sebastia takes another look around the room.

On the vanity, there’s a black picture frame turned face down.

“I must not have noticed that before….weird.”

Sebastia instinctively moves towards it, but is held in place by the chain around her ankle.

“Damn it!”

Jane comes back, the door opening softly.

“Did you try to get up?”

“Well, yes.”

Jane looks at the direction of Sebastia’s body, her eyes stopping on the picture frame.

“Curious?”

“Yes. I am.”

“Hm…if you’re good…maybe I’ll tell you.”

“Good?”

“Like don’t try to escape good.”

“You really want me to stay.”

“Who wouldn’t?”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Obviously.”

“Uh…thank you?”

“Mmm. Toby’s had you for too long. Can I take you out tomorrow? Toby had his turn didn’t he?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be hiding me?!”

“So was Toby. I’m more professional than he is, Sebastia. Best believe I know how to sneak around.”

“In that case…I’d love to go out with you.”

Sebastia smiles softly.

“Good….I’ll make the day perfect. Goodnight!”

Jane starts to leave the room.

“Actually-can you stay?- I have trouble sleeping alone…”

Jane nods, getting into bed with Sebastia.

“Before we sleep, take this.”

Jane pulls out a familiar red and black capsule.

One of Sebastia’ s pills.

“Don’t want the creature ruining tomorrow, do we?”

Sebastia shakes her head and takes the pill from Jane’s ivory hand.

She swallows it.

“You know…despite the circumstances of this, I feel kinda normal. I haven’t in a while….do you think your faction can really cure me?”

“I do. It’s your best shot.”

Jane holds Sebastias hands.

“You don’t have to leave after you’re cured. You can stay here with me until you’re recovered. I promise you won’t be any trouble for me. I like your company.”

Sebastia blushed a bit. Unlike Toby, Jane was so open with how she felt about Sebastia. It’s a nice and welcome change.

“Uhh..I’ll think about it. Everything is moving so fast.”

“Well. You have time to think about it, okay? I’m here for you.”

“Thank you, Jane.”

She nods.

“Goodnight, Sebastia. Rest for tomorrow.”

Jane turns off the light, laying down.

Sebastia thinks as she looks up at what she can see of the ceiling.

‘Is this really it? Is my life going to be on track to normal after this? Will I be able to go back to it? Just like that?’

Sebastia remembers her routine, even after all this time.

Wake up in her apartment. Have breakfast which usually consists of eggs and ham. Some days she’ll make it a sandwich.

Shower. Get dressed. Put her red and black hair in a bun. Let the fringe fall over her face after styling it.

Go for her morning walk in the park. The air is fresh. The lake is clear.

Go to work. Sit at her desk with her coffee. Two creams. Two sugars.

Make small talk with her co workers.

Meet her friends for lunch at her favorite spot.

Talk and gossip. Finish work.

Some days she’ll go home. Others she’ll meet up with her friends. Others she’ll sit on the rooftop of her apartment and look out at the city of Urbana, Illinois.

Wondering if this is the city she’ll stay in. Wondering if she could have a husband and children here.

She people watches, feeling far from everyone. Feeling far from human like she always has.

But now she yearns for her life before.

Sebastia lets out a sigh and closes her eyes.

This is her best chance. Jane is her best chance.

She lets sleep take her.

The laughter of children. That’s what filled Sebastias ears. Was she having that dream, again?

No. This laughter felt off. Mocking, almost.

Sebastia opens her eyes. A dingy tent is where she finds herself. She looks around frantically as she sits up.

Sebastia calls out.

“Hello?”

She looks down at her hands and feet. Still black. The laughter rings out again.

“V..Vianne?”

No.

Mutilated little hands wrap around her feet and legs, dragging her deeper into the tent. Her stomach on the ground.

“AH! NO LET ME GO!”

Sebastia’s fingernails dig into the dirt floor, scraping as she’s pulled.

She kicks and screams. The children’s laughter only gets louder. In the loudness, she can hear it. Why the laughter sounds so wrong, despite children laughing being one of her favorite sounds, usually.

Sebastia, even in her current position, can hear it. The laughter is mixed with sobs and wailing. The gurgling of liquid came through, as if water was stuck in the throats and lungs of the children making the faux giggles.

Sebastia looks at the petite yet strong hands. They’re dragging her into the endless darkness of the tent. Can’t see where it starts or ends.

Through frantic breathing, Sebastia digs her nails even deeper into the ground, pulling harder, trying to free herself from their small clutches.

Her eyes widen, looking around for anything that could help her.

A table. That’s barely heavy enough to keep her from being taken. She just has to grab it.

Sebastia fights as she puts one hand in front of the other, pulling herself towards the table.

She feels herself loosing strength by the moment.

Sebastia grits her teeth. Pulling harder and harder.

She reaches for the table her thin fingers just wrapping around the leg.

With one final yank, both hands grip the table leg. As she kicks at her captors.

The hands retreat as she hears the giggling hit her ears.

“Momma…I’m cold momma.”

Sebastia scrambles to her feet unable to take her brown, deer like eyes off the darkness of the tent where the voices echo from.

Footsteps. Multiple foot steps coming towards her.

Her terrified eyes land upon them.

The destroyed bodies of the children, who once held her. Not one of them could be over ten.

Their tiny twisted bodies limp towards her. missing eyes. Rotten flesh. Perturbing bones. Dangling organs. Labored breathing.

“Mommy…”

One of the battered children reach out to Sebastia. It’s weak voice calling out for her. For its mother.

Sebastia’s face twists in horror as she lets out a blood curdling scream that pierces the darkness. She runs out of the disgusting tent, pushing the flaps of it aside.

She runs, looking around. Black and white tents everywhere. Broken down dingy rusted over rides.

“What?! What the fuck?! Where is this?!”

Sebastia is confused and terrified. But she doesn’t dare stop running.

A different type of laugher rings out through the horrible place.

It wasn’t children’s laughter.

It was a deep laugh that shakes Sebastia to the core.

It was a man’s laugh.

“No. No-“

Tears sting Sebastia’s horrified eyes.

She hides behind some large crates, trying to catch her breath.

Sebastia’s heartbeat is in her ears. Heavy breaths leave her chest.

Footsteps. Heavy footsteps. They cut through the sound of Sebastia’s pounding heart.

She covers her mouth, trying to be silent. She tries to hold her shaking body still.

“Sebastiaaaaa~”

A gravely voice calls out for her. It’s mocking. It’s cruel. It almost sings. This can’t be happening. This isn’t happening! How could she make it through this?!

She calls on the one thing she knows.

“Miracle…please.”

Sebastia lets out a weak, begging whimper.

“Don’t try to call for that little creature, here. Not that you’re good enough to get away from me, even if you could~”

Foot steps, creeping closer.

“I’ve heard so much about you~ seen so much about you~ know so much about you~”

Sebastia doesn’t make another peep.

“Quite the fighter you are. Mmm~ fought off the children, did you? They’ll be punished later.”

The man’s voice fills with irritation.

“Make this easy and come on out~ I’ll find you eventually. I own the place, ya know~”

A flash of mischief crosses his face.

Sebastia doesn’t dare look, but she can hear the man licking his lips.

“Tell you what…I’m going to send the children to come find you~”

Sebastia’s heart sinks at the thought and memory of what the man calls ‘the children.’

“If they don’t find you…or if they fail to bring you to me, I’ll punish them. And you’ll be forced to listen to every act of it!”

Sebastia can hear the man smiling through his sick words. How can anyone say something so horrible?!

“Now a wanna be mother like yourself, wouldn’t want that would you, Sebastia~”

Sebastia’s heart drops as she swallows hard. But she doesn’t dare come out.

“Mmm~ a fighter~ how annoying~ how…fun~”

The man lets out a deafening laugh.

“Find her! First one who does, gets a prize! Go on little ones!”

The man announces it like a ring leader presenting an act.

“Find your precious mother!”

That laughter. The laughter of many tortured bodies. It rings out around Sebastia.

Thousands of footsteps frantically running back and forth, searching for her.

The man speaks again, Sebastia can’t even begin to put a name or face to that horrible voice. She’s frozen in place. Frozen in terror.

“Where are you, chocolate girl?~”

[paxxnouno]

LAUGHING JACK? OHA YUH KSBDKDBSKSHKDBDJ BENDE ONU GÖRÜR MÜYÜZ DİYE MERAK EDİYORDUM AYAYAYAYAYA SONUNDA UMARIM MIRACLE DA BİRŞEY YAPAR- burada işr yaramaz ama yaşanmasını isterim fazlasıyla :D VE ÇOCUKLAR? ANNE DEMELERİ FALAN ZAMANIM OLURSA ÇİZMEM LAZIM SAHNEYİ

Onu bunu geçtim sebastia ve janenin olduğu kısımları çok sevdim <33 tobyden çok janeyi daha çok sevmeye başladım

[hairscare]

draw transfem Liu woods.

i like this

[unpanzito]

is your liu single? my fish wants to know..

Yeah, he probably is single.

Como decimos en spanish, aprovecha el bug.

[ywraa]

omg ur style ITS SO DYNAMIC AND PRETTY AOAOAOAOSOSOSAOISAJOSOI- mm for crp art rq, id recommend a toby rogers or kate the chaser (they're both so bbg!!!!!) im already shoveling ur art into my truckbed to consume metaphysically, hope u have a gud day and are bing chillin :Dc

HSDHUADIA TYSM <33 im still havent settle on his final design yet so some stuff might change

i never heard of kate the chaser before so i hope i did her design some justices TT

here's more toby (ft liu)

ive been seeing lot of these two together and thought they look interesting

this one is wip cause i want to try coloring this

anw i hope you also have a great day anon!