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doodles of OCs’ childhoods
under cut for. Obvious reasons. Tw for parasites, worms, needles fire, non-graphic gore, implied child abuse, etc etc all that
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Two brothers who live in the middle of nowhere
MDNI
Maybe it’s in the woods, maybe the prairie, 1800s-ish
Living in a one room log cabin…only one bed…so so so cold in the winter they just have to pile furs and woven blankets and each other.
They live so far out from any neighbors or towns that no one hears what they get up to…
They wash each other in metal tubs outdoors, the sun shining on their wet, slick skin.
They only have each other and the land, each other and the land, each other and the land…slowly going insane…
When was the last time they saw a woman? Another human, even?
A man gets lonesome out here…
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I'm kinda lazy today
Ok I'm sorry I'm having dad!Jake thoughts
- the moment you gleefully show him the positive test he'd kneel in front of you and kiss your stomach
- he'd grin at you while on the phone, telling the boys he couldn't meet for rehearsal next week cause the two of you had an ultrasound
- he'd love you laying back against him, sat between his legs as he asks you what it's like, and how you're doing, massaging your hips
- he'd love laying with you, singing softly to your belly, his eyes lighting up when his hands feel a kick, looking to you eagerly "did you-?" "Yep, they always get excited when they hear your voice"
His words still echoed fresh in your thoughts, clear as a calm mountain stream.
It’d been so long, and you’ve never been able to properly answer his question.
”What do you see when you look at me?”
You wanted to say you saw him as the one causing harm, the villain of the story… but you were conflicted. For at least two years now you were told that Raspberry was just another villain who had no care for anyone, but you’d seen so much difference to that statement.
He had a lot of henchmen, but he cared so deeply for all of them, and you could tell. When any one of them was hurt he’d rush to them and help them out… and he’d even done the same for you on a few occasions.
So… why were you still fighting him? Why were you still following your mentor? Not that you really wanted to join Raspberry or anything, you really just wanted to go home and finally rest.
But first this question needed to be figured out…even still, you had no idea what you saw him as.
An enemy? Friend? Ally? You didn’t know, and it hurt to think about.
Maybe you’d take a nap, perhaps something will come to you after…