#a bit of him

[jackdavsandme]

I am having some heavy emotions. Well, I've been for quite a while. This comic has abuse in it, specifically child abuse, proceed with caution.

If you can actually read my doodles, kudos! Some context will be under the spoiler too

So basically I can't let go of fantasy au. It is interesting. Mike and Nikklas are enchanted to be together, or at least close enough. If they don't, they will experience weird sense of discomfort, panic and anxiety. This spell was done to ensure the two clans will join by marrying these two. And everyone, of course, wants to ensure that it HAPPENS.

But the spell awakens something deep in Nikklas - maybe a family curse, maybe a sign of his ancient ancestors. But when Mike is away he begins to turn into,,, a feathered monster. And Mike has a tendency to run away, so Nick suffers. Klassens (Nikklas's family) panic, Langes (Mike's) panic, and so they are told TO STAY. CLOSE.

Mike still leaves, leaving Nikklas to suffer this thing inside him alone. Supression spells and special potions help. Kind of. Nikklas doesn't hate Mike. He knows Mike always hated him. But he needs to find his betrothed. He wonders if Mike is even affected by the spell, anyway. Mike tries not to show.

[haharuspex]

still trying to figure out how to draw burakh but anyway here's my boi in an au where EVERYTHING stays the same but artemy wears s beersaur t-shirt

[victavare]

Missed them a lot

[huyandere]

little things i should have said and done

[madigoround]

Rosie posie says she likes it so I'm posting it beth P.O.V.

It feels like eons ago When I swore I'd never been to prison Now here I am captured Held hostage In a place meant for help and healing Head's still high but my body is bleeding Now I'm swearing again This time to myself I won't give up I won't cry I won't lose my faith The impending demise Is yours and not mine Or so I think When I raise the scissors To your shoulder blade Now everything is blank Tears running down your face I wondered if you cared Simple oh's Conveying more than a syllable In the pleading in your eyes Understand I love you Now your hands are burning And your heart is hurting And I'm waiting For when the last man standing falls