blue-means-stop:

“Stop crying. I got your stupid toy back, didn’t I?”

“i c-can’t help it.” *sniff* “thanks, angel.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Angel looking out for his baby bones of a (half) sibling, Peanut. A real quick scribble and color of of my fan kids. I know I haven’t written much for Angel, but the Edgelord Jr is still a bit of WIP. But he totally has a garage band, open and looking for members. Angel plays bass and he’s perfectly fine out of the limelight. Soft hearted artist boy who plays a guitar. He’s a walking cliche if I ever saw one and I love him so much.