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I have been ordered the first commission (*/ω＼)

I went to my first night shift, my stomach hurts from nerves>_<. May the ancient space gods bless me so that I don't fall unconscious ٩(●˙—˙●)۶ lol

Today I have my first job interview in a foreign (mostly) company, I'm so damn nervous lol. I feel like my legs are going to fall off from the weight, and ants are running all over my body, although I kind of prepared mysel...m'eh

I've been wanting to draw art with my OC - Akiko for a long time and I only got around to it(´ ∀ ` ). I wanted to post it on my birthday, but I didn't have time to figure out the text lol. Anyway, here it is - Engel Akiko, the youngest daughter of the four children of the Engel family(//ω//). Sooner or later I'll draw the rest of the family (Aiko, Iflis (I drew him once, but I'll try to draw official art(μ_μ)) and Shinho)

(Since this is my main OC, I will add it to the post with my main info)

CALEB DAMN YOU COME BACK TO KONOHA(￣□￣」)!!! Your Sakura is waiting for you (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ (:3 」∠)

I drew REDACTED when Sai blocked the blog to calm down, but forgot to post it

REDACTED belongs to @14dayswithyou

It's too sad

Promise

Characters: Ren from @14dayswithyou x reader

lolol angst!!

If you read this post, it's basically the same guidelines!

You get stabbed in front of your resident Yandere and he has to stay by your side as you slowly leave from his life, permanently.

Trigger warnings: Death

Also i am really bad at making songs, just imagine it's a laufey type beat, i've been listening to her songs obsessively lately...

You felt a sharp, piercing stab in your abdomen as you crumpled to the ground. Your body felt paralyzed from the intial shock and pain.

Ren immediately felt his breath grow shallow as he looked down at you in horror, already feeling your body slip through his hands which were too slow to catch you.

You swayed a little before Ren set into action, quickly cursing himself internally for not catching you sooner. He looked at you with terrified eyes, as you curled in on yourself in his arms. His voice wavered, swallowing any possible noises from making their way out of his throat. He had to be strong, if not for himself, for you. He’d spent years acting like characters for you, it’d be so so so easy to do it again…

So why was he crying like a baby? “A-Angel,” His voice, usually melodic and shy, stuttered with his breath shaking and arms hesitant to cradle you in them. “A-Angel, you’re, you’re going to be alright, I promise.”

You saw that look in his eyes, you saw the hope, you saw the denial. You knew he wasn’t just lying to you, he was lying to himself.

“Angel, can you-” He forced back a wretched noise and a hoarse tone, “Can you stay concious? For… for me? For your Renren, huh?” He grit his teeth into a smile, hoping that would make it harder to spot the tears in his eyes.

It didn’t.

“My Renren?” You shakily managed, laboured breaths in between forced chuckles, “You mean the pretty guy who’s– aghkk― who’s cryin’ over me? I’d have to be so mean to do that to hi-” You gagged back the blood, iron-like taste on your tongue. It was an uphill struggle to hide your pain from anyone, even moreso from a guy who had spent his whole life studying you to be closer even for a second.

His eyes watered, his eyebrows furrowed inwards in a earnestly distraught expression, “Y-You’re not mean, angel. You could never be. ‘D-Don’t have it in you to be mean t’ anyone…” He sniffed, not wanting to get his tears on you, not wanting to desecrate you with his stupid emotions. “Even if they were a pathetic, cowardly liar. …Like I am.” [REDACTED] looked down at you in his arms.

You could never love a freak like him. Much less, while you’re dying.

You frowned, “Hey. Hey, don’t say that about yourself.” You brought your already-fragile hand up to his face, thumb gently swiping right under his eyes where tears threatened to fall from. “You’re none of those words, okay? You’re so… You’re so pretty, love. You’re so brave. You’re so awesome, alright? Don’t ever say anything like that about yourself.” You brought a second hand up to his face, gently pulling his closer to yours as your foreheads bumped together. “I -hgkk— I love you. I know you’re… hiding something from me, Ren.”

His breath hitched in his chest. You… you knew? You knew he was lying to you and you… You still loved him?

 You knew how horrible he was, lying to the person he claimed he loved most, even though he did, and you… you still wanted him after that?

Tears unabashedly dripped down his face, mouth agape at the reveal.

You let out a strained chuckle, “Yeah, I knew… But darling, if you were so scared, why didn’t you hide it better?”

He… didn’t know.

He didn’t know.

Why didn’t he hide it better? Why didn’t he try to prevent you from ever seeing what a monster he is?

You let out a series of small, breathless laughs, “Y-You wanted me to see, didn’t you?” He blinked, no, he’d never want that. He’d never want anyone to see how disgusting and horrific he was… 

Your voice breaks but your smile doesn’t. You grin through the pain, flash him a real smile that he’s seen, no lies hidden behind it, “I love you, Ren. I’ll love you, forever and ever. And I’d— hrnkk– I’d never love you any less for being any different. You never have to be anyone around me. Never.”

[REDACTEd] froze. Maybe he had wanted you to see. Wanted someone to see. And see too, that he was human and he was worth loving like how you loved him.

And this would be both the first and last time he’d hear you say it.

His heart froze over and shattered like dry ice in his chest. How could it hurt so much if he could still feel it pumping warm blood through his chest?

How could it hurt so bad if he thought he was the monster he’d been taught he was? Monsters don’t have hearts, they can’t. Humans are weak to emotion, he isn’t. He isn’t, he isn’theisn’theisn’t.

“A-Angel,” He started to cry, sobs wracking through his chest, “You-You can’t leave me like this! I-I can’t live without you, please!” Mumbled, intellgible pleas slipped through his mouth, desperate to convince someone―you, himself, anyone really -that his begging could save your life.

As his emotions swept him up, swallowed him whole, they also started making you feel as desperate, straining to keep your familiar grin on your face in favor of breaking down in his arms. You could feel the strength leaving your body, trying to even talk taking so much out of you, “Ren. Ren, my beautiful, beautiful Ren. You,” Tears were welling up in your eyes. If it was from the physical pain or the emotional, you weren’t quite sure. Your voice cracked, “You don’t have to live without me, Ren. Live for me, alright? I don’t—” You grimaced, pressing your lips and gritting your teeth so you don’t make any strained noises of pain. “I don’t care what you do with your life, Ren. But please,” Your vision is going blurry from the tears and the pain of your wound, “Please don’t die for me. You- You have to promise. Fucking promise me, Ren!”

Your breaths heave through your chest, desperate anger racking through your lungs, anguish filling your features. You didn’t know if you could die peacefully of Ren died too.

The two of you hadn’t even gotten that far in your realtionship, he had somany firsts to experience.

And you wanted him to experience them all. Even if they weren’t with you.

“Li-Live for me, live for yourself, Ren.” Your voice was croaky and hoarse from yelling at him, “But just… please live.”

You were… You were begging him. You wanted him… to live in a world without you?

Without his Angel?

He couldn’t…

He couldn’t do―

…He could.

For you.

Only for you.

But he doesn’t want to live without you. He doesn’t want to wake up and know that he’ll never, ever see you again. HE doesn’t want to go to bed knowing that there are hundreds of people who won’t ever know you. He doesn’t want to sit down at his computer every day knowing that he walks the worl;d with the heart of a monster while you are dead despite you being his Angel.

He… he can’t.

But he has to do it for you. If that’s what you want from him, dying wish or not, it’d be cruel of him to refuse.

“...A-Anything for you, angel.” His bottom lip quivered as he let the words out of his mouth, his body faintly trembling as he held yours, blood getting all over his clothes.

“C-Can I ask you somethin’, Ren?” You looked up at him through hooded eyelids, spots in your vision and everything blurring.

He let out a series of strangled sobs and chuckles before a shaky smile made its way to his face. Still trying to reassure you, even when he knows that it’s too late. “Y-Yeah, angel?”

You hummed to yourself before choking a little on your blood, “Can you… can you sing me a song, Ren?”

You can tell the way he looked at you with such sad eyes and a pained whimper leaving his throat, “Y-Yeah. I can do that, angel. I made one for you a while back… would you like that?”

“Mhm… would like it a lot.”

“O-okay.” Ren furiously dabbed his face, and tried to clear his throat before starting, even if his voice was hoarse from crying or if his eyes were red from the tears falling.

“P-past the roses and the daisies, is where the sunset meets the sea. Someday, by the water, in the sand is where we’ll be.” 

He let out a soft chuckle.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to have a second of your time while you hold my heart in one hand and i’m holding yours in mine.” 

His fingers intertwined with yours as he continued with his song.

“Oh my dearest, my angel, the love of my life. I will love you until the end of both our… lives.” A small smile graced his features as he continued singing, suddenly noticing the fatigue taking over you. His breathing began to quicken as yours began to slow, fear taking over his body once again.

“W-Wait, no, no, no.” He frantically jostled your body, “Angel, angel, no.” He winced at his actions, seeing the smile on your face in your limp body in his arms.

He pulled you to his chest, sobs heaving through his body, leaving little to no room for oxygen. He shuddered, his chest recoiling from yours as he wiped any tears off of your face before bringing you close again.

You were…gone.

His angel, the light of his life, the sun to his moon… was gone.

His heart broke into pieces. He knew he had to live for you now, but… how was he supposed to?

Everything, everything he did… was for you.

So what does he do now?

Harper: I want to give people warmth MC: Harper, put the gasoline and lighter back

Just stupid memes for the night lol…or not memes(￣▽￣*)ゞ. I really like this bbg (*/ω＼)

Davi belongs to @cafesweetvn

I continue to redraw old art (Eden belongs to @parasocialitevn)

Just trying to draw Idol(?) Eden (⌒_⌒;)

(Eden belongs to @parasocialitevn)