this is ray, trying to play with his dolls
10 people just came into his room and stole his dolls and tore their heads off and stamped on them.
(the guy who loves hurt/comfort and eventual happy endings is getting NO HAPPINESS. everyone on tiktok is making angst. tumblr is making angst. my best friend is making angst. if i were to look on ao3 everything would probably be angst. there is enough angst in the world there’s enough going on in the real world i want my sillies to be happy. too much to ask for in this economy)











