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I will be making a comission sheet soon :3

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Im going to be in my second zine ever! For @/abandorizine on Twitter here is a sneak peek…

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Why this Luca so mad

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Made an extremely depressing Tomori fic. Why do i do this to myself…

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65706691

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Eternal sugar cookie 😍😍😍

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You ever stare at a sketch so good you wonder how tf you even drew it, me too.

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Mujica

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Silly agar

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She is very beautiful

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Umiri is such a loser

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I hear you like em young…

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9 hours later…

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Idol themed precure.. this is all ive ever wanted omg

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Ignore the fact that im 15 episodes behind on wanpre..

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Orin bg3

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them :3

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CRYING SOBBING

The very first time Clove faced death, you both were children. They did not understand what was happening. One instant they were falling from the tree they were playing in, the next, they were in that strange and desert place. They felt lost and scared but then, you appeared and comforted them.

"It's your first time here right ?" you had ask. "It's the first time I see someone else here."

You showed them the way out and they woke up in a hospital bed. When they told their parents what had happened, they were faced with wide opened eyes.

"My child, you must have faced an angel."

The second time they faced death, they were a bit older and had been the victim of a hit-and-run. They appeared in that strange place again and you were sat on the edge of a ravine, your legs dangling in the void. They joined you and when you noticed their presence, you smiled widely at them.

"I thought I'd never see you again," you had said. "It gets easily lonely, here."

"Are you an angel ?" they asked.

Your eyes had widened at their words before a bursting laugh escaped your throat. You didn't give them an answer, though. You just offered them to walk through the path of awakening together. Clove had often wondered who you were. But they were glad they met you. Discovering their immortality had been less overwhelming thanks to you.

The third time Clove faced death, you were not there. But they had not felt lonely for long when they discovered a comical version of yourself drawn by you on a wall and several arrows showing them the way out.

Facing death was now a thrilling habit for Clove, and meeting you on the liminal space between life and death had become a normal stroll for them. You literally saw each other growing up. They often wondered what was happening in your life for you to often be there, but never dared to ask.

And then, after they joined Valorant, you stopped taking the path of awakening with them. You entertained them until they woke up, but never woke yourself up. You could, but you did not want to. So one day, they purposefully joined you in the liminal space and were welcomed by your smile.

"Why ?" they just asked.

Your smile immediately dropped as well as your shoulders as you just sat down.

"Let's just say I put my immortality on hold," you shrugged as you carelessly shot in a pebble.

"Why ?" they repeated.

"Breathing is not leaving."

They sat down beside you and grabbed your hand, a new determination burning in their eyes.

"Tell me where I can find you," they said. "So I can give you a reason for your immortality."

Your eyes widened at their words and you looked at them as if a second head grew on their shoulder.

"What ?"

"Join me. Join Valorant," they insisted.

Their determination burned your resolve. You flinched and told them where you were before they encouraged you on the path of awakening.

"I promise I'll come get you," were the last words you heard before waking up.

You quickly forgot those words but never these burning blue eyes. But you quickly remembered when a few days later, you recognized them, waving at you as a aircraft descended from the sky. It was the first time you two met outside of the liminal space. They quickly jumped off the aircraft to jump in your arms as their teammates slowly followed behind. You held them tightly, as if to make sure they were real and they did the same.

"I told you I'd get you," they murmured in your ears. "Come with me, with us."

They cupped your face and looked at you closely.

"Clove," someone called — a girl with striking blue hair —. "Who is it ?"

Their eyes did not leave yours as they answered.

"My angel."

Question : can this be considered angsty ?