✨ With great happiness and pride, I come to tell you that I am venturing into the digital world and this is my first digital drawing, made on my cell phone 📱✍🏻
This is my first Digital Fanart of Jake, I made it especially for @duskwood-jake 🖤🤍
I made a version with a mask, and without a mask 🖤
Jake with his kitties🥺...they imagine that someone makes a video call and that when they see the screen they are like this? hahaha I would find it too cute ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ it would take many screenshots in the middle of a video call ૮₍´｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡`₎ა.
I'm really happy about this new process for my art... so... I hope you like it!! ❤️
I tried to write something for that game... Can I say I like the result? Actually, not exactly. I have to work much more. It's like my skills are disappeared.
Anyway, a story 1/18.
Phrase: And she was the only one he felt he needed.
The only
Silence. Almost full, just a little noisy equipment.
Darkness. Just the monitor glowed bluish.
An ordinary day. Or the night? Maybe evening? Jake was always a little lost in time when he was alone with himself and his thoughts.
Hannah's case was finally over, she was saved, but for him everything went on. Participation in such a high-profile case has only made the situation worse. He still needs to hide, constantly run, clean up all traces of his existence because of a stupid mistake.
His and hers. Because once appearing in Jake's life, MC refused to leave.
Of course, life locked up was not for her, and MC was constantly outside - work, friends - all this was waiting outside the house. And Jake... He probably just seemed like a maniac now that he was putting tracking programs on all her smart devices. Well, it worth it. If for her safety, it is necessary to finally destroy his reputation, he is ready for this step. Although what is his reputation?.. Jake grinned, glancing at the screen, where the image of the Nym-0s is open in one of the windows. For everyone who knows about his existence, he's been a jerk for a long time. Maybe except for Hannah, Lilly and MC. Although he's still not sure about the sisters - they haven't talked properly. But MC definitely didn't think he was a jerk for some reason. Maybe that's why she was the only one Jake felt he needed.
MC hasn't been in for a few days, but that's not a problem. She said she was going away for a while, so everything is fine. Maybe he's just a little miss her. Just a little bit. Just a little sad. Just...
Jake dropped his head on the table with a soft groan. This is the fifth day of MC's absence. The fifth day, when he did not sleep, so as not to succumb to emotions, not to fall into illusions. And now his head hurt so much that he just... Maybe if he close his eyes for a second, nothing will happen. He's just... He falls off his chair with a thud. Hitting the floor - consciousness blurs, the last thing he can see is an incoming call on the screen of a mobile phone that has fallen out of his pocket.
He only feels the touch of cold fingers on his forehead and opens his eyes with difficulty - as if his eyelashes have stuck together.
- I've always been surprised at how irresponsible you can be.
Jake doesn't say a word. Only rises and wraps his arms around her waist. She hesitates a little, but still runs her palm over his back.
She. MC. She, Jake knew, was the only one he needed. And only somewhere on the border of consciousness an unbidden thought flashed - she said she forgot keys, right?
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