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Pure vanilla - losing his mind and sanity. Cacao - Fallen into despair watching everybody who he swore to protect just got thanos snapped into dust Holly - I have a prediction that she stand hopeless to do anything and watching Pitaya become slave ( like, eternal sugar is sloth, so I guess she using creatures and monsters to do her fighting and bidding.) Golden cheese - yeah I can see her witnesses her trauma or witness everything she own and care are nothing but dust again. Or Burning spice could just destroy everything she love infront of her, could be both White lily - seeing cookies murdered one by one. (Somehow had an idea where she kept on blaming Silent salt for the murders, until in the end, she slowly learned that the one who been killing cookies and bringing war and despair is her and only herself. Not silent salt at all. He just there to watch her broken down and destroying herself without him having to do anything at all.) Or see elder fairy die again infront of her and disappointed. Possibilities on her and lots of it

lolll i need to know what happens next too, but i dont yet, because im useless. THANK YOU SO MUCH for reading, im really glad you like the ficcc! ahhhh! thank you for messaging me!!! heart <3 

//So I have been thinking lately to maybe move the blog ,since well this is a side blog and maybe make it main so I can follow all the bendy blogs out there and like all the stuff I want ( and thus Tumblr account doesn't belong to me :B). So I maybe will move and make a main blog for blind and buttercup ( the name of the blog will still stay the same) and this sideblog will still be here ,but I won't be active here ( this is just an idea but I think it's better if I do it ...right?)

Florence, 1867. Erik takes painting lessons in a workshop that has nude models. Since he came here, a few months earlier, he drew only young women and old men. On that day he arrived a little late. The workshop is already full of students painting on their easels. All eyes are turned towards the stage where the new model stands. This time, it's a young man. The sensual curve of his back and his muscular legs is a feast for the eyes. And it's nothing compared to his chest, his shoulders parted with freckles. And more than that it's his delicate lips and his sapphire-colored eyes. When they eyes meet, the model smiles and Erik stops breathing.

It is a rainy, stormy day at the base. Miko, Raf, Jack, and you are bored out of your poor human minds, and the crew is lying around playing games. You have an idea to tease ratchet and sing, “it’s raining it’s pouring the ol’ Ratchet is snoring~” you think of any way he could respond but it turns out unexpectedly as he just picks you up and walks with you through the base.