Little guys
14 DWY DOODLE DUMP TIME YIPPIEE
A continuation of one of my rants/drabbles in the 14dwy server ehehe :3
mdni !! / 14 days with you / sfw / redacted belongs to @14dayswithyou
I think Redacted really needs an Angel with empathy. One who can understand him thoroughly and treat him well and respect that his psychological state and needs are different than the average person. Then Redacted could eventually learn through imitation and with support to have more passion and emotion for other things in life, including himself.
Very very slowly, he and Angel can condition his self-destructive, dark thoughts to lessen in frequency and intensity through open communication and a lot of missteps, relapses, and determination. They will be there for each other throughout the whole thing, the other's unending devotion being the driving force behind their desire to improve themselves.
And then... maybe one day... perhaps there will be a moment of peace, scattered bits of tech surrounding Redacted and Angel on the floor as Angel's eyes shine, locked on their beloved spouse in encouragement, prompting them with questions and nods. Redacted obliges their interest, happily rambling about his newest personal project while they fiddle with the pieces surrounding them, fastening, unplugging, and reattaching parts. Not that his attention is ever fully away from Angel, as he clearly sees them try to stealthily take a picture with their phone.
He blinks, fingers pausing their motion as he turns with a confused grin, a question hidden in their words, "'Saw that, Angel."
His Angel gives him a smile brighter than the sun, explaining, "I've never seen you look so carefree. Wanted to capture it."
And all of a sudden, it hits him. His swirling thoughts weren't oppressive, their nerves weren't frayed and hyper aware of any little threat, any misstep in words or gesture. They were... happy. Content. Excited. Warm. A million emotions and thoughts were present, yet none of them were overwhelming or sharp, wearing at their subconscious. Their smile, the one they had learned to hide so well, along with any vulnerability, was easily on display now. He blinks, hardly believing it as his eyes stay locked with his Angel's. His Angel.
A confession slips out, hesitant and full of apprehension, "I love you.”
Their Angel responds, each word leaving their mouth with intention and intense devotion, “I love you. More than anything.”
[Redacted]’s eyes widen in shock, not at Angel's words, but at himself. A choked laugh of disbelief escapes him, but Angel can see his face clearly as his eyes fill with tears, unblemished with the deep pain and darkness that had bloomed behind them when such assertions had been made in the past. Angel immediately senses the change and leans forward to push back the bangs he used to hide behind, hand lingering on his cheek.
[Redacted] places a hand over theirs, leaning into their touch as, for the first time in his life, there’s not a doubt in his mind when he breathes out his response,
“I believe you.”
hey can you do me a favor and start that project that you wanted to work on please I am begging you to do the first step
literally only the first step
you only have to do the first step
PLEASE PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU SO MUCH
like if it's an art project open your art software or gather materials
If it requires reaching out to someone just send that email or whatever
If it's writing please make an outline
etc etc you know what the project is please start it please PLEASE
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA PLEASE
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
Ren? When are you gonna stop being so damn cuteee AAA
I'll just drop this here.