#but. drawing casual outfits is so fun ARGH

[isjasz]

[Day 237]

Felt like doodling outfits tdy. but then my ipad died on me LMAO so have rare phone doodle🫡

[haipain]

Birthday

for you, @coldtodoroki !! this is so, so, so late and i am so sorry about that dear! i’m super slow with this, i hope you forgive me aaaa :( this got preeetty long, but i hope you’ll still enjoy it!💙

I match you with miracle boy, Tendō Satori! For Tendō, I think he���d be a good match because he’s more on the extroverted side and you on the introverted side, so I think this notion of opposites attract does apply here! When you two first meet, you shyness and awkwardness won’t be much of an issue to him, his loud and cheerful personality would help in breaking the ice.

In a sense, you’d be similar to Ushijima in certain areas, as INTPs can be slightly blunt, so he’s not deterred by your bluntness, seeing how he has a close friend like Ushijima. Since you mention that you become more fun after knowing someone, he’d greatly appreciate and enjoy your presence, he likes having fun and your relationship will rarely have any dull moments!

His teasing nature would come in handy when you space out — when you’re so lost in your thoughts, he’d enjoy admiring your facial features before opting to snap you out of your thoughts through his teasing.

On another note, I think his playing style in volleyball also aids in your relationship! Since what he does is guess blocking, what that requires is very careful observation of details, and because of your initial withdrawn nature, he’d be able to pick up the small details that others won’t normally be able to pick up, which cultivates the trust and eventually draws you closer to him. Because of this, you’d feel more comfy with him over time as well!

As you both proceed into a romantic relationship, his knack for picking up small details also helps in reducing misunderstandings and conflicts! I also believe that your analytic side would work well with him, since he is also someone who is quite analytic!

Also, he’d absolutely love watching you draw! There’s something mesmerising with the way you move your hand and fingers, and he likes admiring that!

Overall, I feel like you two would bring out the best of each other, you might be slightly more open with others with his influence, and he’ll mellow out a little (his team mates would appreciate that!) or it could go the other way, with the both of you being the power couple that goes around teasing others muahaha

Another character that you can also be paired with will be Bokuto Kōtarō!

The crushed wrapper sits in balls, surrounding your hunched figure in a neat circle.

This isn’t it… this isn’t it!

With only a few hours till your first date with him, you weren’t frazzled over your outfit, neither were you flustered about your makeup or hair — there was something more important, and that was the gift for Tendō, since your first date coincidentally fell on the day of his birthday.

Now, sleepy butterflies were beginning to stir in your stomach, and you press it gently, trying to calm the previously dormant nerves. You were only trying to wrap the box that would eventually hold the gift, but every way the wrapper twisted just didn’t seem to sit well with you.

Ripping the wrapper for the umpteenth time, you crush it, tossing it on the ground without a care. At this point, you weren’t even sure if he’d like your gift, since cooking wasn’t exactly… your forte.

Okay, I still have got 3 hours, you think, flipping your phone over, checking the time to ensure that you had kept track of the time correctly. 17:25. Ah, that’s right, there’s still- 

Wait. 17:25? Tendō was coming by to pick you up at 18:00… Oh shit. Your place had gift wrappers strewn everywhere, your sketchbook not far from you, since you had decided to pull it out to pen down a few sketches, with the stress of wrapping frustrating you. Another one of his gifts sits in between the pages, but that wasn’t nearly as ready as you’d have liked, so you decided that would be a belated gift instead.

Eventually, you decide to wrap the wrapper without much thought, I mean, it’s the gift that counts, right? As for the wrapper… well, it’s the thought that counts! Quickly running to your room, you frantically sift through the clothing you had, trying to pick the best one for the date tonight.

All Tendō said, was to be comfortable, so you chose a very simple pair of jeans and a nice blouse, with the cold of the approaching winter biting into any exposed skin. 

Sometimes, you wondered if Tendō had the ability to see into the future, picking the absolute best times to drop by or carry out whatever pranks he had up his sleeves. Your shirt had barely rolled down, past your belly, and the doorbell rings, your hair still uncombed and face bare. Picking a brush, you walk briskly towards the door, hairbrush in your hair.

“Coming! I’m coming! Damn it Satori, I’m almost there! Stop ringing the bell!” you let out a small laugh, bits of the stress of the preparations floating away from you. Swinging the door open, you huff, pulling the hair brush out of your hair. Tendō had surprised you —he looked dashing, even though he was clad simply in dark jeans and a casual shirt, thick scarf wrapped around his neck. A small box sits in his hand, and he stands there, little puffs of white clouds appearing as he speaks.

“Hmm, you look great,” he jests, eyes scanning you from head to toe. Despite how the words were delivered, they were the truth, and you could tell with the smallest shift in his feet, turning them away from you slightly. 

“I could say the same to you,” you grin, the mess sitting right behind you temporarily slipping your mind. 

Tendō smirks, a haughty hmph escaping his lips. “Why of course! Anyway,” he takes a small step back, holding out the box in his hand. “Here, a gift for you.”

If there was anything you should have learnt from being friends with Tendō, it’s that he rarely does anything without reason. So the fact that you chose to pull off the ribbon on the box with such eagerness was a huge mistake on your part. Pop! Something springs out, tapping you between your eyes, a bunch of flowers springing out along with it, falling like confetti. You splutter a little, eyes growing wide. 

“Tendō…”

“A little gift for you! It wouldn’t be right to turn up to a date empty-handed.”

“Not this way! You could’ve just given the flowers like any norm-”

“Then that’d be so boring, don’t you agree?”

A small smile forces its way onto your face, and he knows you couldn’t help but agree. It was one of those things that you both enjoy, which meshed your personalities together pretty well. Well enough to land you two into a romantic relationship.

“…True.”

“Aren’t you going to invite me in? It’s really cold out here,” he shivers dramatically, wrapping his arms around himself. 

“Oh, right!” Swiftly stepping aside, you let him in, closing the door. Then you hear a gasp erupting from him, and everything comes flooding back immediately. Wait, shit!

“Actually, you know what? Uh, why not you wait outside for me, I uh-”

“You have great taste in wrapping paper,” he comments, spinning round to toss you a cheeky grin. “Yeah? I though rubber duckies would be great for your… uh, personality?” You move quickly to pick up the wrapped box, hiding it behind your back and slowly skirting the edges of the living room to get to the freezer in the kitchen.

“__? Where are you going?”

“Just, gotta get something!”

A decent sized tub sits inside the freezer, a post it stuck onto it. For Satori, it read, with a heart next to it. You tear the paper and toss it aside, cheeks beginning to burn. Carefully putting the tub inside the wrapped box, you jog out to the living room, fingers tugging a little at the wrapper in nervousness. Cooking or baking, whatever it was, wasn’t something you did often and this chocolate ice cream sitting in your hand took multiple trials and errors before getting to where it was now.

“Hey Tendō,” you breathe, clearing your throat and finally looking up to locate him. 

“I… I didn’t know you loved me that much to have such a huge drawing of me done,” he says, eyes twinkling in admiration, joy and… adoration? “Oh, and it even says ‘happy birthday Satori!’ completed with a heart! Wow~”

“Oh my god, you weren’t supposed to see that!” You rush forward, desperately wanting to rip that piece of drawing, and the sketchbook in his hands. He doesn’t seem to have seen the drawings in there, you think, brief relief settling in your heart. And then — “Oh, there’s more in there? If I didn’t know you, I’d have thought that you’re my stalker!”

“Argh!” If things weren’t going swimmingly before, now it definitely went from bad to worse. With a kick to your other leg, you trip over yourself, the box in your hand wobbling, the cover popping off with excitement, some melted chocolate ice cream drenching your hand.

“No! That was your birthday present I spent ages preparing, and now it’s…” Frustration builds up once more, and you slump to the ground, angry tears stinging your eyes. There was no way for you to rub your eyes without getting chocolate on them, and that had only served in making you feel more annoyed.

You couldn’t help the huff of exasperation that left you, at this point, it seemed like all your efforts were for naught, and frankly, it sucked feeling that way.

The feeling of someone’s tongue on your wrist jolts you, and you look up in time to catch him savour the taste of your homemade ice cream.

“It’s a little salty.”

“Perfect!” You retort. “It’s just like me, salty and un-”

“Hm, but I like the taste a ton, tastes pretty lovable to me. More importantly,” he leans in, whispering into your ears. The close proximity was more than enough to make you blush, and so, you do.

“You made it. It’s my birthday gift, isn’t it?”

All you could offer was a muted nod. He laughs beside your ear, soft breaths tickling the shell of it. 

“No wonder it’s one of the best gifts I could’ve ever asked for.”