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Hello everyone it is I, Fanfiction Anon!
I made a sideblog so I can finally post my stuff on Tumblr without it being in the asks!

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Today at Work
My favorite kid laid down on the cot that was next to me after he and his group had finished lunch and were getting ready for nap. Which is what he does everyday. But today he proceeded to roll over so that he was facing me and said, “Anny, I just love you so much.” Then just smiled serenely and closed his eyes...And if you think I have not stopped crying since that, you are one hundred percent right.
I have a headcanon that for last lifers, bloodlust isn’t just an urge or feeling that hangs over the boogeymen and the red names. The curse manifests as a red blur that starts at the edges of their vision, and can creep forward the longer they go on.
For red names it’s a persistent malady, like a vignette, but doesn’t wholly encompass them. They still have the bloodlust, they still want to kill, but they might still have enough of their faculties to make sure they don’t do something reckless or potentially kill themselves. The curse may affect them in different ways. Some may know how to navigate the impairment, especially if they’ve felt the curse before, and keep their wits about them. Others find that their actions become desperate and frantic, they only have this last chance after all.
For the boogeyman, some say it’s far worse. As they navigate the world around them, they can see and feel that bloodlust creeping, becoming harder and harder to ignore. The longer they go without killing someone, the more the red blur grows and encompasses their vision until they can only see red. Trying to choose the best person to kill or thinking of the consequences is out the window, they’ve become blinded with this bloodlust.
And if they can’t rid themselves of the curse, well, the bloodlust consumes them, and red they shall become.
I’ve been listening to the Montero album more than I care to admit but the song Tales of Dominica got me McFuckin Thinkin™ about Last Life. I can’t draw to save my life, otherwise I would absolutely make a lyricstuck or animatic of my thoughts. so instead, y’all get to read my ramblings under the cut.
(if you dont wanna, totes cool, but do go give the song a listen it slaps)
Ik u dont know me but I saw ur "the 12 genders; among us colours" post and i just wanted you to know
I have like 4 full pages of me and my friends gendees :)
absolutely love this

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girl help i’m developing allergies to the foods my aunt and uncle eat faster than i can determine if they’re real reactions or not.
ah yes, the 12 genders