![[DTAE] ~Letter From a Broken Heart~](https://cdn2.scratch.mit.edu/get_image/project/976856880_480x360.png)
(fullscreen reccomended) WARNING!!! This includes LGBTQIA+. If you a homophobic or transphobic, please leave. Or stay. Just don't leave hateful comments, or you will be reported. Absolutely NO homophobia, transphobia, etc. will be tolerated on my profile, in my projects, studios, etc. No furry hate, therian hate, racism, sexism, or any derogation to anyone or any group of people. either. You have been warned. (Sorry for making this a bit long ￣^￣;) ~Quick Bio~ Name: Tipp Nickname: Tippy for sillies Pronouns: he/they/it (he/him pref) Birth Gender: AMAB Species: Felidae Orientation: Omnisexual/no preference Personality: Tipp is a cat who prefers to keep to themselves, sometimes never talking to anyone. Despite this, he wants to have friends; he’s just too shy to make the first move and speak to them. Almost any form of social interaction can spook him, although he’ll become comfortable and calm again after a couple of minutes. Our boy Tippy can be VERY socially awkward, and may do things that make it seem like he doesn’t care. Still, in reality, he genuinely cares about everyone, and wants to make you feel comfortable and happy, so he tries to refrain from anything he thinks will make anyone uncomfortable. Honestly, he only feels this way because of the voices in his head. Likes: - ice cream(especially vanilla) - having friends - ocean sunsets - gentle swings - plants - birdsong or any other calming music - playing instruments (he can play piano, violin, cello, saxophone, and xylophone) - painting in a calming environment - butterflies Dislikes: - loud sounds - thunderstorms - technology(because he can’t seem to figure it out. Is he a young boomer? XD) - cold weather - parties - bugs(except for butterflies) - the voices in his head - burning his tongue Backstory: (I can't put all of it here, so it will be continued at the very end of the Notes and Credits section! ^^) Tipp had no parents and grew up in an orphanage. At the orphanage, he met a kit his age named Monarch. Being the only young kits at the orphanage, they grew to be the best of friends. The duo liked to pull harmless pranks, paint pictures and bake sweets for everyone, and the games they played brought a smile to everyone's faces at the orphanage, even during harder times. They were an inseparable pair, and their caretakers even made sure that, in the case they were adopted, they would come as a pair. It was because of this that they were never adopted, as most young couples were looking to adopt a single kit. This was alright with Tipp and Monarch, because as long as they were together, they were happy, and they never asked for anything else. When they got older, the caretakers took them on trips to the village that the orphanage was in. There, the boys made even more friends, but no matter how many friends they made, Tipp and Monarch always had the closest bond...right? ~~~ New friends weren't the only thing Monarch was introduced to. Around this time, Monarch decided to transition, and now identified as a female. Tipp was her biggest supporter, and would do anything to make her happy. He would give her little gifts. They were nothing big. Maybe a couple of freshly picked flowers, or a homemade cookie, or some candy here or there. Normal friend gifts. (A/N: Gifting your friends like this is normal, right-?(・-・)) But...did these gifts mean something more? Was Tipp finally realizing his feelings for Monarch? It took him a couple of years to figure it out, but he did. He didn't know what manifested such feelings in his heart. Perhaps it was their lifetime spent together. Perhaps it was the sneaking little glances they had shared during their classes, where they had whole conversations with just their eyes. Perhaps it was the way his heart fluttered when he was around her, like she was his sun, and brought him light and joy, dispelling all the shadows of his life. But he wasn't sure. All he knew was that these feelings were real, and he would have to confess them to Monarch eventually. ~~~ It was the Valenties Day of the year that Tipp and Monarch would be full grown. It would be a couple months before they were fully mature, but when that time came, the two would leave the orphanage, set out together, and make a life for themselves. Tipp decided that there was no better time to confess. For him, it was now or never. *cue 'Now or Never'(the Splatoon song)*/jjj- He knew that Monarch would be spending the day in the village with Queen, a friend of theirs, so he planned to bake a picnic dinner for him and Monarch under the stars when she came back. That morning, before Monarch left for the village, Tipp told her to meet him in the backyard when she came back for a surprise. Tipp spent the entire morning preparing a simple and sweet dinner for them, and the rest of the day composing a letter of all his feelings for her. A caretaker even gave him a hat and matching tie from a caretaker. But Monarch hadn't arrived on time. She was late. Very late.[+]
(Click, space, or right arrow for next, left arrow to go back.) 1. Cover 2. This took me so flipping long because I couldn’t use filters and had to make my own special effects. 3. Number 2 but without the effects 4. The voices inside… :( 5. traditional doodle sheet :3 6. a thought of Monarch 7. an unkept childhood promise ⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎ ~Credits~ - Tipp design by @Dahlia_the_Flamesilk - Monarch designed by @cs5033246/@Izumi_stars - art by @cs5033246/@Izumi_stars - song is Maritime Memory by Squid Sister from Splatoon(owned by Nintendo) - drawn on ibisPaintX! ^^ ⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎ ~!REST OF THE BACKSTORY CONTINUED HERE!~ [+]The other cats at the orphanage had already finished eating dinner, and it was nearing curfew, which worried Tipp. Finally, just 11 minutes before curfew, Monarch came back. She was panting and looked exhausted and a bit flustered, but she had a huge smile on her face. "O-oh, hey Monarch! I... have something to tell you" "Really?! So do I!" Monarch exclaimed gleefully. "You go first!" "I- I love you," Tipp said, holding the love letter he spent half the day pouring his heart into and perfecting. There was a silence as Monarch tried to work out what to say. "Tipp, I'm sorry. I really am. I don't want to hurt your feelings. You're my best friend forever, and like the only family I've ever had, but I don't..." Monarch paused as she rethought her words. Finally, she decided to spit it out. "I'm lesbian. Queen asked me out today, and I said yes." Tipp froze out of shock, and he felt betrayed. "You- Wh-why didn't you tell me?!" Monarch looked away. "I could tell you liked me, and I didn't want to hurt your feelings..." "It doesn't matter how I feel! I would've supported you, like I did when you transitioned! I would've gotten over my feelings! Everything would be fine, and we would be happy and ready to meet the world with our all!" Tipp yelled, on the verge of tears. "But now... I just feel betrayed. And I'm not sure if I can get over that." And with that as his final words, he ran off. "Tipp! Wait, I'm sorry! We can figure this out, I promise, just please try to think rationally!" Monarch's voice called behind him. But he didn't think rationally. The emotions, the thoughts, the voices... Wait...the voices? Those probably weren't important. What was important to him at that moment was that Monarch had betrayed him, and that he was running away. He was almost old enough to leave, so what was the point of staying? ~~~ Tipp ran past the village, and made his way into the suburban area near the city. He collapsed into an alley, the weight of what he had done finally crashing down on him. And then the voices came back, whispering to him. Whispering that it was all his fault, that he should've known better, that he was a failure in everything. Where had these voices come from? These voices had been here the entire time, but were drowned out by the joy that Monarch's company had brought. Now that he was alone, Tipp's voices took the opening. He hid like this in the alley for almost a week. Feeding off scraps, drinking from rain puddles, and trying(but failing) to hide from his guilt. He even cried when he found his letter of love safely tucked away in his hat, but kept it there. Tipp would most likely have withered away like this, if it wasn't for Theodora, who lived in the neighborhood with their friend. Theodora and their were only a year or so older than Tipp, which let them legally own a home, and, after talking about it a bit, Thodora and Freezepop invited Tipp to stay in their home until he could get back on his feet(or paws) again. Their company made the voices in Tipp's head go away, and he felt safe again. Theodora encouraged him and made him happy. Would Theodora be the new sun in his life? But... would they ever be able to replace the gaping hole in his heart Monarch had left? ⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎ ~Notes~ I actually have an entire storyline planned out, but decided to leave this cliffhanger! ^^ (but it's also because I'm too stressed out to )If you would like to know the rest of the story, feel free to ask! :3 Also I might elaborate on his backstory in the future. ⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎⯌⯎ Fun Facts: - the heart on his cheek and letter became broken after his heart was - he doesn’t even know where he ended up after he ran away - Tipp learned to play instruments from the older kids - he actually knows guitar, but is bad at it -
