The Last Drawing Almost Done. I'm Exhausted But I've Been Promising A Zukka Fanart For Weeks.

The last drawing almost done. I'm exhausted but I've been promising a Zukka fanart for weeks.

the future is scary :(

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This account is now purely a meme account for @ssreeder LIAB and honestly I am ok with that :)

Quick Nils Holgersson doodle. The cutest little blonde rascal! :)

So, this is a new shorter fanfic and I'm a bit nervous. I haven't written in a while, so my motivation is low, very low, and I apologise for that.

That fic based the Attack on Titan final season :)

To: @pterosauridae

I just see your smile.

"Why couldn't I protect you!"

Psi was very slow to wake up. Lying on her back in all her pain, she felt the weight of overwork, exhaustion and stress. Her body felt heavy and she had no energy to move, so her eyes focused on Pierre, who was desperately trying to help. Tears were streaming down her face for some reason.

But the weight on her lungs was becoming harder to ignore, the more she moved the more she struggled to breathe. Finally, with each breath, she mustered the strength to keep her eyes open, but to no avail, she closed them more and more slowly. Lying there panting, she remembered in a stupidly delayed way what the hell had befallen her in the last second.

On the planet Omega, a conquering team had entered space police territory in order to kill Pierre. However, when their leader, Gabe, prepared to pull the trigger, the bullet hit Psi instead of Pierre. She only felt something hard hit the back of her chest and lost her balance. She is now lying in her own blood.

Just as Gabe was about to fire another round at Pierre, the boy deflected it with his laser gun. The crew and management turned towards the enemy and began to beat him to a pulp with insulting words. Pierre took no part in this and instead ran towards Psi.

- Psi! Hey, speak up! Hey!" shouted Pierre, trying to stop the bleeding.

She swallowed uncomfortably, worried that she was trying harder than anything to get a single word out.

- Pi..pierre... Why are you so loud....? I'd like... A...Little...Silence...

Pierre, terrified, felt the blood drain out of her back and onto the floor

Maestro ran to them and knelt before the dying girl. Metro is

was beside the old man.

- Metro what are you standing there? Tell the med team to get a stretcher and a tourniquet. We need to stop the bleeding, Maestro said urgently. "Now!"

- Yes, sir.

Pierre tried to communicate, though in his gut he knew it was no good. There was a long moment of silence on the line, and Psi was still crouched on the floor, whispering something. Her surroundings had turned black.

Pierre hugged her shot body to him, resting it on his crossed legs. She was limp against him, her body stained with blood. Meanwhile, she continued to choke, gasping desperately for oxygen.

- Ohh, my dear angel," Pierre said in a hoarse voice. Her head fell on his shoulder and tears streamed down his cheeks.

He hoped his beloved would not bleed to death before his eyes.

Help! I'm obssesed the Zukka again.