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[thecemetaryyardsys]

Day 3 of Goretober, Glitch! 

Today's victim is Chiaki because, you know, I can't not draw Chiaki for glitch (Even though today is Rantaro's birthday.)

I made a Gif of it, but I'm uploading the individual frames as well!

Okay to tag as kin/me!

[mgvpachinko]

just two kids on an adventure

[thecemetaryyardsys]

Day 4, Nosebleed!

I thought Iruma would be pretty for this, but I'm a little upset I couldn't put as much effort into this as the other ones, but I pushed through anyway!

Okay to tag as kin/me!

[thecemetaryyardsys]

This is my day one of a goretober I chose, which is bruises! I decided to draw Korekiyo, because I love him he is a friend shaped bean. Okay to tag as kin/me!

[d00dlejam]

Look at these little cuties~!

[thecottontailrabbit]

I questioned my sanity in writing all this down for the record, but a brilliant friend of ours once told me if I don't let my emotions out..I'll never heal. You should be so happy, Tom. Everyone seems to have the life they wanted back, true love, new babies, new businesses, new pets. I think it's everything we wanted for our friends.Today marks one month to the end of our chapter, or at least what now looks to be an end. I haven't really been sad, I've purposely tried not be. You and Austin are two of the best men Karis and I will ever know. We're still so confused, I feel awful because I know I comprehend it so much better than her sweet little mind does. She misses having someone sneak up on her, or the sound of your voice reading bed time stories. I know that because she says I don't make the character voices right. Even though I'm angry right now, I want you to know how refreshing it is to say that. I am so fucking mad at you, I've avoided every attempt to reach out or otherwise because I love you but I don't like you right now. I feel like finally saying that allows me to breathe, a little.You showed me that I can do this though, I can have two kids. I can be strong, sweet and brave. I'm not my mom and if anything has proved that, it's been this month. The sun doesn't always rise the same way it did, but after enough time..you get used to it and that little difference in the colors stretched out in the sky isn't as noticeable. I see the blues and the grays and I have no one to thank other than you. I don't say it to hurt you, I say it because some part of me wants you to know we will be okay. Don't feel guilty, but know that I will grow like weed and that see things so differently. Know that I forgive you, even if I'm having trouble with it right now. Know that we won't forget either of you and that I love Austin like my own. Remember that even though you're not here, I won't forget the months I had with you both..and I won't forget all of the lessons I've learned because of it. Maybe this isn't a goodbye, maybe it's a see you one day. I like to believe that I will see you again, and that will relieve the ache in my bones. Give Austin hugs for me, every night but don't say they are from me. Let me be a distant memory, if that's what he needs.Put him first, Tom. I know you always have and I hope you always will. Don't forget us, or our pillow forts, or the first batch of cinnamon rolls I ever made you.So I guess here is to one month on my own, and a good luck to myself for the proceeding time it takes to feel good again. I'm going to move on with my life, and this next step finalizes that for me. Like I said, maybe I'll see you one day..and we can catch up.. I hope you're okay wherever you are.Good luck, my love. Good luck.Dear Austin, I wanted to write you, your own little note. We miss you so much, and you bug your daddy to call us anytime you need. I love you, Karis loves you and we always will. There is still a little bedroom, made up, with your name carved into the wood work. It's okay if you forget though, I know you'll have so many great memories in store. I'll try and keep up my letters to you, one for all those important life events like your wedding day and graduation and the day you will make Tom a grandpa, cause he is gonna tell ya you're making him old.I'm always here buddy, anything you need.

Love, Bunny.

[thecottontailrabbit]

Recently, I've felt so alone..unable to follow simple tasks because not so long ago each of those tasks would have somehow lead me back to you. I think I realize how apparent it was that my efforts, though made with good intent were for the most part, one sided. Still, I feel torn apart..as though every bone in my body cracked the second you stepped out the door. I remember staying up with you into the wee hours of the morning, talking about the wedding we would have and this happy life we would share together. I spent minutes, in between work thinking about how you'd joke and say "mayonnaise are gross" to the caterers. I still see that in dreams, only now dreams have turned into nightmares and I, the screaming victim. It's like seeing a ghost, beautiful and pale but you haven't died, and in so many ways..I have. I feel limp, even as I try to keep a smile on my face. Somewhere inside me, I am screaming in pain and yet my exterior stays as it always has been. You've taught me so many things, Things I never expected to learn. Thank you, for teaching me that I can no longer be so dependent. The sun doesn't always rise, no matter how much love fills the air and my only regret would be not holding onto you long enough to say goodbye. I didn't know how to say goodbye then, more time probably wouldn't have helped but in my head it gives me the time to think it over. I thought about running back a lot, begging on my knees for this idea that somehow we were perfect..sometimes we were perfect or I was perfect..I can't tell anymore. I don't know that I did everything right, but I hope you know that I tried.Right now, I'll just lay here waiting out the storm on our front stoop..my front stoop. I wish you were laying here with me. I don't quite know how to explain my feelings, but the first time you told me you loved me is on repeat in my head. I just wish you were here, I miss you and austin an incomprehensible amount. I'm still so offended by all the people, asking me about our perfect life..life's not perfect but it was better with you..I've got a lot to learn, but I can't give up on us yet..not yet. I've gotta spend this time figuring out who I am..and I hope in time you figure out who you are as well. I will always love you boys but I've got to be tough now..you'll be okay. I just need a sign. I don't know where to go now.

All the things I wanna say, just aren't coming out right.