ugly scribbles

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You were raised on Mindoir on the fringes of the Attican Traverse. When you were sixteen, the colony was raided by slavers. The entire settlement was razed and your friends and family were slaughtered. A passing Alliance patrol rescued you, but all you loved was destroyed.

You enlisted with the Alliance military, joining the long and bloody campaign to rid the Skyllian Verge of batarian slavers and other criminal elements. The final battle came when Alliance forces laid siege to Torfan, a slaver base built miles below the surface of a desolate moon. The superiority of the human fleet was wasted in the assault on the underground bunker, but you led a corps of elite ground troops into the heart of the enemy base.

Nearly three-quarters of your own squad perished in the vicious close-quarters fighting, a cost you were willing to pay to make sure not a single slaver made it out of Torfan alive.

Ririka Shepard. Colonist. Ruthless. The Butcher of Torfan.

[ Family - @meflashfanwork ]

So you are on your fourteenth shower in the last twenty-four hours and yet you feel dirty, your insecurities cling to you better than your skin and they even flow in your bloodstream. 


The word FAT refuses to go down the drain because it is too big to fit in through the hole and the word UGLY is hanging onto you by your nails, the word UNSIGHTLY is stuck in the mirror in front of you and the word LONELY just entered the bathroom. The word UNATTRACTIVE is still your closest friend because it never left, and the word PLAIN-LOOKING is the compliment you’ve ever felt

—  INSECURITIES SCREAM EVEN LOUDER IN SILENCE // JustScribbledWords

ohh boy this is so embarrassing. OK SO i learned a lot today, i learned that procreate records all your drawings automatically and… this is so amazing

and because i accidentally destroyed my option to export the video from the slick scribble and i turned the ipad upside down and up again A LOT in another one which is now just a heckmeck of a video i got this for you.

please excuse the ugly scribbles at the beginning, i’m just too lazy to edit this now, the real deal starts at ~1:05

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Bullying was a big part of my life, especially on weight and size, so I made Starlight carry this back story which creates her semi-bad phase of getting in trouble for probably fighting back, as I did. One thing I wish I had was a Trixie to help me through those times. Startrix are childhood friends and they promised to be together forever. *pokemon music starts playing* OH GOD THAT’LL BE THEIR SONG FUCK IT

If you couldn’t already tell, Startrix will be the angsty couple of this college au

“You don’t want me to decrease the length, right?”
She asks me while looking at me in the mirror.

I shake my head, “Cut as much as you’d like” I reply.

And so she cuts off about 5 inches of my dark locks and I don’t feel a thing.
I never felt attached to my hair as much as others did.
To me they were just a part of me.

When my mother sees my new hairdo, she gasps, turns away from me, looks back at me again as if trying to ward off a nightmare.
“Your hair were the only beautiful thing about you! Why would you do that? Why would you cut them so short? Are you insane? You look so ugly.”

And in that moment I knew why I let the hairdresser cut them so short. I needed to know whether a part of me was more beautiful than all of me. And yes a part of me has always been more beautiful than whole of me, maybe that’s why I have been trying to lose some(a lot) of me.

“You don’t want me to decrease the length, right?”
She asks me while looking at me in the mirror.

I shake my head, “Cut as much as you’d like” I reply.

And so she cuts off about 5 inches of my dark locks and I don’t feel a thing.
I never felt attached to my hair as much as others did.
To me they were just a part of me.

When my mother sees my new hairdo, she gasps, turns away from me, looks back at me again as if trying to ward off a nightmare.
“Your hair were the only beautiful thing about you! Why would you do that? Why would you cut them so short? Are you insane? You look so ugly.”

And in that moment I knew why I let the hairdresser cut them so short. I needed to know whether a part of me was more beautiful than all of me. And yes a part of me has always been more beautiful than whole of me, maybe that’s why I have been trying to lose some(a lot) of me.