That feeling when your dad is actively dying right next to you, and doesn’t recognise you, and all you can do is listen to him writing his last words to you and your brother, and of course when he asks you if you could deliver the letters when you see his kids you immediately play along, and no, you won’t allow yourself to break until the very end
love my terrible wife who wants to kill me so so bad. i come home from work every day and narrowly dodge one of her many death traps . when we eat dinner ill smile and say “poison again ?” and she will shrug mischievously but we both know it is very much poison (collab with @islayuri he did the sketch & i lined + colored!)