Alright Time To Write The Obligatory Melinda Suicide Drabble Don't Read If That Shit Fucks You Up

Alright time to write the obligatory Melinda suicide drabble don't read if that shit fucks you up

◇So... what's left?◇

◇An entire world, I know that, I have so much to explore.◇

◇...◇

[Blood dripped from the hands of their host, their husk-like body practically drenched in it. Melinda can feel the tears falling down their cheeks. They don't taste sweet anymore.]

◇What was the point of me going up here? I'm still imperfect in every way. I don't know how to be a person, the husk won't grow properly while I'm inside it, people will notice that I'm not like them.◇

[The body's legs would give out, Melinda letting them fall, she can taste how pain seeps into their mind from their bruised knees.]

◇Why did I even bring you into this? You had a family, didn't you? People who cared about you, who know who you are, who gave you a name and loved you for being an individual.◇

◇Why is it all so unfair?◇

◇Why don't I get warm meals from my mother? Playful fighting with my siblings? Why do you even get a dad!? Why don't I deserve this too!?◇

[The shaking would stop, she didn't even realize she was until he heard something go pop. The host was probably dead. She couldn't bring herself to care.]

◇... I'm a monster, aren't I? A parasite just like they said. I take and take and never give enough to make up for it.◇

◇I defected from my mother, let down generations of my family. I thought that gaining free will- breaking away from the mold would finally make me feel something-!◇

◇... But it never worked, did it?◇

◇I'm no better than they are, in fact, I've only made more lives worse.◇

◇The cold was miserable, but damn if it wasn't familiar, if it wasn't comforting in some sick and twisted way I can't even describe because it's so ingrained into my DNA I can't deny it!◇

◇God forbid I just want to feel WARM!◇

[Melinda would let go of the body, letting it drop to the ground as she curled up in its center, trying to hold onto the quickly fading bits of body heat.]

◇But I'm right there, aren't I? So close to the heat I craved. The thing I've heard so many of the others fantasize about feeling once more. The thing I've read about in books that are men sacrifice their own lives to get just that last bit closer.◇

[Melinda would tear a hole in the back of the body, peering out. The sun burned their newly pink eyes.]

◇Just a taste. A taste of how good it feels. I deserve that much for all I've accomplished.◇

[Black tentacles creep out from under the shade, smoke slowly curling off of them as it seared into the abyssal flesh.]

[The creature would crawl out, laying in the sun. Two glowing rings staring up at the burning star in the sky.]

[Their body withers with every second, shrivling and shrinking as it tries to keep some part of it left alive.]

[It sizzles and bubbled, dried, crusted flesh melting off their form and only revealing the more sensitive slop underneath.]

[It's eyes burned out, bright pink fading to white, then sizzling to black.]

◇... I understand why Icarus flew towards the sun.◇

◇It's finally warm.◇

For people who either didn't read the post or are new here, the symbolism of pink for Melinda is that it represents their freedom from their mother, the more pink instead of purple, the farther they are from her influence and the more they're able to be their own free person

Alright time to write the obligatory Melinda suicide drabble don't read if that shit fucks you up

◇So... what's left?◇

◇An entire world, I know that, I have so much to explore.◇

◇...◇

[Blood dripped from the hands of their host, their husk-like body practically drenched in it. Melinda can feel the tears falling down their cheeks. They don't taste sweet anymore.]

◇What was the point of me going up here? I'm still imperfect in every way. I don't know how to be a person, the husk won't grow properly while I'm inside it, people will notice that I'm not like them.◇

[The body's legs would give out, Melinda letting them fall, she can taste how pain seeps into their mind from their bruised knees.]

◇Why did I even bring you into this? You had a family, didn't you? People who cared about you, who know who you are, who gave you a name and loved you for being an individual.◇

◇Why is it all so unfair?◇

◇Why don't I get warm meals from my mother? Playful fighting with my siblings? Why do you even get a dad!? Why don't I deserve this too!?◇

[The shaking would stop, she didn't even realize she was until he heard something go pop. The host was probably dead. She couldn't bring herself to care.]

◇... I'm a monster, aren't I? A parasite just like they said. I take and take and never give enough to make up for it.◇

◇I defected from my mother, let down generations of my family. I thought that gaining free will- breaking away from the mold would finally make me feel something-!◇

◇... But it never worked, did it?◇

◇I'm no better than they are, in fact, I've only made more lives worse.◇

◇The cold was miserable, but damn if it wasn't familiar, if it wasn't comforting in some sick and twisted way I can't even describe because it's so ingrained into my DNA I can't deny it!◇

◇God forbid I just want to feel WARM!◇

[Melinda would let go of the body, letting it drop to the ground as she curled up in its center, trying to hold onto the quickly fading bits of body heat.]

◇But I'm right there, aren't I? So close to the heat I craved. The thing I've heard so many of the others fantasize about feeling once more. The thing I've read about in books that are men sacrifice their own lives to get just that last bit closer.◇

[Melinda would tear a hole in the back of the body, peering out. The sun burned their newly pink eyes.]

◇Just a taste. A taste of how good it feels. I deserve that much for all I've accomplished.◇

[Black tentacles creep out from under the shade, smoke slowly curling off of them as it seared into the abyssal flesh.]

[The creature would crawl out, laying in the sun. Two glowing rings staring up at the burning star in the sky.]

[Their body withers with every second, shrivling and shrinking as it tries to keep some part of it left alive.]

[It sizzles and bubbled, dried, crusted flesh melting off their form and only revealing the more sensitive slop underneath.]

[It's eyes burned out, bright pink fading to white, then sizzling to black.]

◇... I understand why Icarus flew towards the sun.◇

◇It's finally warm.◇

NOOOOO BESTIE I TRIED TO WARN YOU NOOOO!!!!

i want to draw y'alls ocs but SOMEONE. has my mind in a chokehold. yes it is paranoia ive drawn 12 designs for them today and hate all of them.

That one Spiderman meme but it's just Dedan and Papyrus

guys i need OFF drawing prompts. in my inbox, replies, reblogs of this post. i will draw any character just no nsfw prompts 🙏🙏

[Loud crunches]

nomnomnomnomnomnomnom

Apparently my brain can't think of a good evil story for Dr. Kraken

So ah

Have this instead

All I know is after the car crash he becomes hyper obsessed with living as immortal life and he blames / thanks allo for giving him the realization of his goal

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So this is just suicide

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