#honestly just wanted to do something easy to relieve stress hahaha

[violettssims]

[purplesurveys]

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Are you attracted to the last person that kissed you? Yeah, of course. What did you do yesterday? I spent the morning hungover because I drank the night before, but I had to be in class by 10 AM so I had no choice but to drive to school. My classes were thankfully pretty chill, and the most random thing that happened was my prof making us take a speed typing test in the middle of our class lol. Otherwise, it was a normal school day. Something you really want right now? More moneyyyy. I blew most of it last Wednesday when me and my girlfriend had drinks up in Marco Polo. Hotels obviously jack up their prices on everything, and alcohol is no exception so what I’d pay for a cocktail in my school’s area got quadrupled in Marco Polo. But I had a loooot of fun that night, so I can’t say I regret it even though I lost most of my allowance. If you could seek revenge on someone would you? [continued from yesterday because I just had suuuch a hectic week] Like I’ve said, the idea of revenge is something I daydream about just to feel internally satisfied, but I never feel the need to act on it. How long have you liked the person you like? Six, maybe even seven years.

Are you happy with the way things are going? For the most part. I could go with less worry/anxiety, but I mean I can’t say I’m miserable. Would you ever get a tattoo? Only if I feel like the time is right, which is a FAR cry from “get tattoos of all the things you love”-era Robyn lmao. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now? Yes. April is my birth month, and I’d hate to be single by then lol. What plans do you have for tomorrow? I finally have my rest day tomorrow, which I’m fuuuucking stoked about. It’s been such a busy busy week and I’m just so relieved that all I have to do tomorrow is sit and lounge around. Has a friendship ended recently that you wish had not? Not really. I kinda cut off friendships with two guys because they annoyed me over some issue, but the thing is they’re part of our high school group so I can’t avoid them forever – I see them when we have reunions, but I don’t mingle with them. What are you listening to right now? I can hear the electric fan whirring in front of me but in my head Simmer by Hayley Williams is playing as loud as ever. Do you and your last ex hate each other? No. What are you afraid of? I hate uncertainty the most, but some other things I’m afraid of are failing in general, videos that make me stressed like footage of collapsing/fainting people or racist people making tirades on public transport, flying cockroaches, sharp objects, and fire. When was the last time you were sick? Some time last year, I got a fever for like two hours but I was totally fine after. But the last time I was SICK sick was sometime in 2017 – but even that was only an overnight thing. I don’t remember the last time I was sick for over a day. Do you tend to waste a lot of money? LMAOOO don’t even remind me. I literally have a single P50 bill left in my wallet – that’s less than a dollar to ya. Do you have trust issues? No, not at all. Do you think this year will be better than last? I’m genuinely unsure, and I’d rather not guess or mull over it. 2020 is going to be a year of so much change – graduating college, getting my first job, maybe moving out for the first time?, not knowing if my girlfriend is going to pursue a master’s abroad, what that means for us, etc. Big things are waiting, and I HATE the uncertainty of it all. I take surveys to forget, so please don’t remind me of things I go here to forget, haha. Have you ever regretted kissing someone? No. Are you a jealous person? I can be, but like I’m not obsessed with being jealous. When was the last time you got a haircut? 2018. I desperately need a dramatic haircut. Do you know anyone that smokes weed? Yeah I know people who’ve told me about it, but I’m sure there are more people I know that haven’t told me they do weed. Who is the last person you rode in a car with? I was with Luisa and Hannah and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t the one driving! Do you look more like your mom or your dad? I ask people this and they always tell me I’m a perfect mix. Apparently the top half of my face looks like my dad, and the bottom half is all my mom. Are there any stressful situations in your life? Yep a little bit yep yep yep. If you were caught cheating would you fess up? If I was already caught, I’d be incredibly stupid to still deny it so yeah, I’d confess. The last time you honestly felt broken? Maybe Monday? Idk, I cried pretty hard that day, harder than I normally would. What do you really want right now? I want this stupid internet speed to be faster because I need to send emails ASAP, and I need some good fucking food. I am not the happiest camper right now lmao. Best thing about the last person you chatted on facebook? He’s literally the most reliable dude ever. I can always depend on him to help me out no matter how last-minute it is. Best thing about the last person you talked to in person? She’s generous. When was the last time you shaved your legs? Yesterday. Is there someone you wish you were closer to? At this point, not really. I’m happy with my circle and there haven’t been new people who entered my life recently. Have any addictions? Nope. Are you anything like your siblings? We’re all reserved, but then again out of all the three of us I’m still the biggest extrovert and I’m also probably the one who finds it easy to blend in with most groups. But yeah, we all definitely have a layer of extreme shyness in us. We’re also never upfront about our feelings, so when we cry we do it in the privacy of our own rooms, or if we’re upset we rant about it to our own friends. Have you ever had a stalker? I don’t think so. Have you ever received an injury from a hook up? LOL what? No I haven’t. That sounds wild though. What did you last eat? A brownie and a sip of coffee. What was the best concert you have been to? PARAMORE. UGH. THEY HAVE THE BEST CONCERTS. I’ve seen them twice and I plan to see them three, four, and the next bajillion times. Paramore forever <3 Who is the last person you hugged? I’m not 100% sure. Maybe Laurice. Do you have any good friends of the opposite sex? I have a couple, yeah. Are you keeping anything from your best friend(s) now? This survey is a big secret for one, lmao. Where do you get your clothes? It depends. I shop everywhere so I get my clothes from a variety of places. They’re mostly from independent shops/stalls that pop up once in a while at malls, though. Do you have a secret you've never told anyone? [continued YET AGAIN from last night because I am just one big exhausted bean] Again, this Tumblr is a pretty big secret. Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? There are several people who meet this category. Would you rather sleep alone or with someone? I like sleeping with someone only if they’re my significant other. Otherwise, I like my own space when I sleep. Have you ever lived with a girlfriend/boyfriend? No, I haven’t. When was the last time something bothered you? I am bothered at this moment, hence the survey-taking haha. Who was the first male you talked to today? My dog. But if he doesn’t count, it was Andrew. Are you completely over your past relationships? I’ve only been with one person. Do you get attached to people easily? No, it only ever happens with select people. But when I get attached, it happens hard. Are you currently looking forward to anything? Uhhhh sure. I’m dreading most of this week but my high school’s annual school fair is happening this Friday and Saturday and that’s the only thing I’m excited for. Do you believe in love? Yes. Let's be honest, have you ever been played by someone? Can’t say I have. Have you ever played someone? Yes, this I’ve done. I still feel bad about it occasionally but I’m sure the person has long gotten past it. What is currently on your mind? How sad I am and that I have to focus on this survey so I can be distracted. Would it hurt seeing the last person you kissed, kissing someone else? Of course. How many piercings have you had in your life? Just two. Who else is in the room with you? I’m the only one in the dining room but my brother is also here downstairs. Have you ever been beside someone while they were throwing up? [It’s 12 hours later. This is the absolute slowest I’ve ever worked on a survey lmao] No, it was always the other way around HAHAHA Did you eat breakfast today? I haven’t yet but I’m not feeling hungry so I might just settle for a cup of coffee. When was the last time you cried? A few minutes ago watching a clip from an NBA game having a moment of silence for Kobe Bryant. I was never into basketball but we DID have a copy of NBA Live 2003, and whenever I played it I always used the Lakers team so that I got to play as either Shaq or Kobe, so I’m sad and shocked, to say the least. Do you like tea? Just sugary iced tea. None of that herbal stuff. When was the last time you took a nap? Yesterday afternoon. What song is stuck in your head? Simmer, by Hayley Williams. As has been the case in the last four days. Do you have a TV in your room? I used to, but my brother would always be the one using it to play his video games so I eventually just gave it to him. Have you ever broken a bone? Nope. And I’m always extra careful so that I never have to go through such an injury. Have you ever had stitches? ^ Same answer. Are you wearing a sweatshirt? No...it’s starting to get warmer for sweatshirts now :( Have you taken a shower in the last 24 hours? Yes. Are there things in your life that you'll never be able to get over? Of course. There’s been a fair share of deaths, betrayals, abusive family shit that I’ve had to go through and that aren’t easy to forget. Can you remember who you liked this time last year? Yes. What's one physical flaw you'd like to fix about yourself? Straightening my teeth. What do you do when you're feeling extremely nervous? Uh it depends on whatever helps me at that time. I’d pace around, fiddle with my eyebrows, breathe deeply, shake my hands rapidly, bite my nails, etc. Do you have a hard time letting go? Yes. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? I doubt it. What do you plan on doing now? Making my cup of coffee and taking another survey to make up for the embarassment that is taking three days of finishing this one lmao.

[erasethedarkness]

from the random sentence starters list, can you do “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” With Mirio??? I love the sunshine man

Aloha, Sweet Sunshine Anon! Thank you for being so patient with this request (hopefully you didn’t forget about it xD I know I forget about some requests I’ve made, which is why I now keep a Google Doc with them, hahaha). I hope you don’t mind that I combined it with a Valentine’s Day prompt! It stayed pretty similar to what I planned, honestly, except it went from an established relationship to confessing feelings. ^^; As always, if you’re unsatisfied, please let me know, and I’ll do my best to fix it or create something else of quality for you. 

Pokes & Permeation -Day 3 | Confession of feelings-

Summary: For your last year of school, you had to transfer to U.A. due to your family moving. Unfortunately, the only special treatment that meant for you was that things were going to be even harder than they were for everyone else- at least until midterms were over. You were shutting everyone out, completely focused on the tests to come, and it was to the point that your friends and peers were worried about you. So what did they do? They sent you a serving of sunshine.

Note: Gender neutral reader! This is also the response to the request I received on Tumblr for a scenario with Mirio with the prompt, “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me attention.”

Theme Song: I Like Me Better - Lauv

Reader: Gender Neutral

Words: 2144

@bnha-valentines

Stay a while, stay a while- stay here with me…

Midterms were coming up, and none of your friends had seen you outside of class for an entire week, going on two. The sheer amount of stress you were under was indescribable as you locked yourself in your room whenever you had an ounce of freetime. Your friends all knew that this was going to be the most difficult and strenuous part of your year at U.A., because not only did you have the same workload as everyone else, you had an extreme crash course slotted from the beginning of the year until midterms that was supposed to teach you everything you didn’t get from your hero academy in Sapporo. However, knowing what you had on your plate didn’t stop them from worrying about you.

Even though you were fortunate to go to the best school in your area- which wasn’t anything to scoff at, considering it was the #3 school in Japan- it still didn’t compare to the coveted, top-ranking hero academy in Tokyo, and the first half of your first semester there was proving that point very clearly. It was jarring how much more thorough and intense U.A. was, and part of you wished your family moved sooner so you could have gone there from the start.

‘If I can make it through this, I’ll be fine,’ you kept telling yourself. ‘It’s just until midterms are over.’

As you were trying to reassure yourself in the midst of your studies, you suddenly felt a prod against the back of your shoulder, and you instantly shot up, your chair falling over as you looked behind yourself. It felt like a finger- like someone just poked you. Your heart beat frantically as you looked around, seeing no one but yourself in the reflection of a wall-length mirror.

You were alone.

‘I must have just… imagined that,’ you rationalized to yourself, not wanting to consider that maybe you were stressing too hard over everything. With a sigh, you picked your chair up and sat back down, beginning to read over your notes again. A few bullet points in, you jolted straight up, feeling that phantom touch on your leg this time. You looked down and then glowered around the room. Someone had to be there, right? But how was it that you couldn’t pick up anything? Not even the smallest sound of a footstep or the faintest touch of air being moved around.

Your paranoia hung around longer this time as you walked around your room, hands extended as if you were blindfolded, hoping that you’d touch something and find a culprit. By the second time you circled around your room, you were convinced there wasn’t anyone else in there. You sighed heavily- not entirely relieved, but not entirely frustrated. It wasn’t until you jumped up for the third time that the frustration kicked in. Whipping around quickly, you knew it’d be in vain if it was anything like the previous times, expecting no one to be there despite your reaction.

But the third time was a charm, and you were met with a broad chest, the golden characters of 1000000 printed across it. With a jump, you stumbled back from the surprise, hitting your chair awkwardly and losing your balance. Mirio was the last person you expected to see- especially in your room of all places.

Without hesitance, he caught you with characteristically heroic smoothness. One hand supported your lower back as the other took one of your wrists, and he guided you back to stability as if he had just dipped you in a dance. His touch lingered as your eyes met, but then your seriousness shattered the fragile moment and you pulled away.

“Togata, what are you doing here?” you asked, making yourself sound annoyed to cover up how ruffled you were. A scowl covered your normally sweet expression, but it didn’t seem to phase the boy you looked up at. His smile was as sure and bright as ever. Had you actually been angry, it wouldn’t have lasted long at all against that face.

“Well… you’ve got your friends all worried, y’know,” he answered, bringing his arms across his chest casually. “If it wasn’t for the fact that nearly our entire class asked me to, I wouldn’t have phased into your room to check on you. Promise,” he added, as if trying to reassure you. Of course, it didn’t help, and you just sighed deeply.

“I don’t really have time for friends right now. It’s fine. I’m fine. I’ll be back to normal after midterms this week.” You brushed him off with a wave of your hand, taking your seat again as he frowned, this time sighing softly himself. Immediately, you began to look over your notes again, expecting him to let himself out. For a second, you thought he had- until you felt another poke on your shoulder. …then your bicep. …then your cheek.

“…What do you want?” you sighed as the pokes kept coming. Any other time, you would have loved to be in his spotlight. While you kept it a secret from everyone else, you at least owned up to yourself that you were fond of him. Very. Fond.

“Your attention.” His voice came from below you, and you saw him engulfed in the ground up to his shoulders. Your room was the only one on the ground level due to transferring in after the dorms were erected, making it very convenient for him to sink into the ground to “disappear.” He came back up and gently poked you again. And again. …and again. His finger met your back, your arms, you shoulders- all places that were a bit more respectful.

“I don’t really have attention to spare. You know that. I’ve got an extra three tests on top of what everyone else has.” For a moment, the pokes stopped. Did he finally get how stressed out you were?

Your body autonomously cringed and crumpled to the right as you squeaked in surprise when you felt him poke your side. His blond eyebrows lifted and were accompanied by that carefree smile that charmed you from the start. Holding your gaze, he poked you again on the other side, and chuckled as you reacted the same way, leaning left and trying to guard your flank with a squeal.

“Togata, stooop…” you whined softly, blushing lightly at the noises he made you make and holding your sides. The faintest traces of laughter tinted your voice, and he was bright enough to pick up that he was starting to get through to you.

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me attention,” came his playful voice, and he poked you again, this time along your spine. If he was determined enough to say it so plainly, you knew he was really going to be persistent about it. So you closed your notebook, turned in your chair so you could face him, and looked up at the sunniest character of the Big Three. When you met his cerulean eyes, he smiled broadly and warmly.

Before you knew it, you were lifted in his arms, his strength taking you up with the greatest ease as he held you bridal-style and hugged you close. The way he squeezed and embraced you was a physicality you deprived yourself of over the past few weeks. You hadn’t hugged a friend or family member in a while and couldn’t even remember who the last person was. But now, it was the man of your affections: that blond haired, blue eyed, perfect smile hero-to-be who could turn any and everything around for the better, and who would save at least a million people. You believed in him. Everyone did.

Without a thought, you closed your eyes and leaned into him. You filled your chest with a deep, calm breath, and exhaled slowly as if you were grounding yourself in the seconds you were sharing. Finally, for the first time in over a week, you felt relaxed- even if you still had the same amount of work, it all felt more manageable.

“You know, you don’t have to be so nice, Togata…”

Your words made him chuckle, and he gave your body another squeeze of a hug. “I’m not trying to be nice. I just want you to take a moment now and then and step back from the pile of work, and see yourself the way I do. Transferring to U.A. isn’t easy- you’re the first one who has in years. The fact that you’re keeping up with everyone while having additional lessons to make sure that you meet U.A.’s level of excellence is an incredible feat. It’s like jamming the first two years into a crash course that you’re taking simultaneously with this last year.” His words were reassuring and everything you wanted to hear- which would have concerned you, coming from anyone else. But with Mirio, you trusted the weight of his words. He’d never just say something to just say it, or lie to make someone feel better.

“But… you’re not just an impressive student, y’know. Your friends really love you, and it takes a good heart to make people feel that way about them.”

You let his words sink into your head before opening your eyes and looking at him with a small, sincere smile.

“There we go… You’ve been so stressed out, we hardly remembered what your smile looked like. It’s certainly lovelier than the memory, and it suits you, (Y/N). Just because we’re all trying to be heroes, doesn’t mean we have to handle everything on our own. You can rely on us; we’re here for you.” As he spoke, his eyes met yours, the smile you shared with him reciprocated on his lips.

“…Thanks, Mirio. You’re…” you paused, having realized you just called him by his first name without hesitance. A light blush bloomed on your cheeks as you turned your gaze elsewhere. “…You’re really sweet.”

The sudden shyness you expressed made him chuckle, though your words brought a rosiness to his face as well. “Ah.. it wasn’t too much, I hope? Sometimes it’s hard to hide that I like you.” His words were unexpectedly nonchalant, and as your eyes darted back to him with a shocked expression on your face, you saw the realization of what he said hit him.

“… what?” was all you could muster in a whisper.

“…what?” seemed to be all he could say too.

For what felt like the longest minute of your life, you two stared at each other, eyes soul-searching as if you could silently make sense of what just happened. He continued holding you, and as everything began to click, your blush simply deepened.

“Um…”

“Right,” he quickly responded, even though you didn’t ask him anything. Mirio set you back down on your feet and gave you his characteristic smile, though there was a hint of uncertain embarrassment in his attempt at a carefree expression. “Anyway, you shouldn’t keep yourself locked up in your room all week. Giving yourself a break now and then will help you remain more focused in the long run.”

You nodded, facing him but not entirely sure what to say- or even where to look. If your eyes met again, you’d only blush deeper. Both of you seemed to avoid each other’s eyes, but neither moved. He didn’t leave; you didn’t sit down and start studying. There was just a shared stillness.

“I should let you get back to studying though, if that’s what you’re going to do. Try not to burn yourself out too much, and see your friends. We miss you. So… I’ll see you around, yeah?”

“…Yeah,” you softly agreed. He smiled at you before turning, his red cape catching a bit of air as he respectfully left. His absence immediately sunk in, and you were loathe to admit that you wanted it back. Having a crush was fine, but…

“Hey, Togata!” you called out as you opened your door, hoping he’d still be in the hallway. When you didn’t see him at all, you sighed, your shoulders dropped, and you began to close your door.

Without warning, Mirio’s head and shoulders leaned out of a wall down the hall. “(Y/N)?” he asked, brows slightly knitted in mild surprise. You gasped and smiled at him, opening your door enough to lean out of it.

“See me around 19:00 (7:00pm), Friday night? At TOHO Cinema? After our last test?” As your eyes met again, your voice carried a confidence that was entirely refreshing and alluring. However, it wasn’t nearly as captivating or wonderful as that delighted and knowing smile he gave you.

“It’s a date.”

…damn, I like me better when I’m with you.

[anotherfuckingdrimaginesblog]

NDRV3 Boys Asking Out Their Future S/O On a Date

Well, here we are. My first imagine. These ended up being a bit longer than planned, but I hope you enjoy them anyways!

-Mod Ouma

Shuichi Saihara:

Someone help this boy

He’s never felt this stressed about anything before in his entire life

He had been trying to come up with a way to ask you out for weeks now

But something always went wrong, whether it be someone interrupting him or him chickening out for whatever reason

He wasn’t at a point where he thought he should give up, though

He knew he had to tell you eventually

How many more times did he have to look you in the eye or hear your voice call to him from down the hall until his feelings became too difficult to ignore?

So with that sentiment in mind, he began to make plans, whilst being as discreet as possible

He was a detective, after all, so it’s not like it was hard to do

Still, it wasn’t necessarily easy to actually say it

Poor boy could barely string together a coherent sentence when the time actually came

“[Y]-[Y/N]... I understand t-t-that t-this is s-s-sudden, and... I d-don’t really k-k-know too much about d-dating, but... w-would you like to, um, maybe, uh...”

Luckily, you managed to catch onto what he was trying to say, just in time to keep him from having a complete meltdown

A part of him felt like weeping tears of joy and relief when you finally said yes

You wouldn’t regret it, he promised you that much

Kokichi Ouma:

At first, Kokichi wasn’t even entirely sure if he were ever going to tell you

He may have played it smooth when he teasingly flirted with you, but he had never actually been in a serious relationship before

Hell, you could almost say this was his first real crush, even

So, needless to say, he was a bit lost on how he should approach this situation

But of course, you’d never be able to tell just how much this was bothering him just by looking at him

Any emotions he did have for you were concealed through a well-crafted veil of lies, as always

This was Ouma, after all, so you’ve come to expect it

But after a while, he decided that it was best to ask you out

The longer he waited, the more he was risking losing you to someone else

He couldn’t let that happen

But when he finally did tell you, you can imagine what happened next

“Hahaha, gotcha! You’re so gullible, [Y/N]! You thought I was really asking you out?!”

But you weren’t dumb; he seemed far too genuine for this to be another one of his stupid pranks

Still, he wasn’t exactly expecting you to say yes to him

He pretended not to be as happy as he was, but the boy was practically beaming

Why this boy had to be so agitating, even when he was being cute, you’d probably never know

Rantarou Amami:

Being the type of person Rantarou was, asking people out had never really been much of a big deal for him

He wasn’t nearly as nervous about it as some other people would have been, but there was just something about it that made him feel... sheepish, in a way

Most of the girls he’s been with in the past never stayed with him for more than a month or two

Apparently he gave off a “player” vibe, and that turned a lot of girls away from him in fear that he wouldn’t be faithful

But you...

You were different

You never thought for a second that he would be anything but faithful to any girl

Never had he been more relieved that you told him that then when he started developing feelings for you

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little nervous, but he had more or less convinced himself that he had nothing to worry about

Even if you said no, he didn’t think you’d be the type to end their entire friendship just because he had feelings for you

He was pretty happy when you said yes, but this feeling didn’t show too much on his face, which is also something you could imagine from him

He just kept his usual smile on his face as he began to make the preparations with you

He started the plans with you as soon as possible, hoping to make this a night you’d remember, maybe even for years to come

Kaito Momota:

When it came to asking you out, very few people were as confident as Kaito was

After all, he was Kaito Momota, Luminary of the Stars! How could someone turn him down?!

You always responded so well to his flirting, so he didn’t think you wouldn’t feel the same way at least a little

Besides, even if you said no, he wouldn’t sweat it too much

As long as he could continue being your friend, he was fine with whatever your answer was

He decided to ask you in as casual a way as possible, so you didn’t feel pressured into saying yes

It was after class one day, you were getting ready to leave when he approached you

“Hey, [Y/N]!” He waved you down as you walked down the hallway

So of course, you stopped so you could see what he wanted

“So, hey, I found this really nice spot of grass in a nearby park that has a great view of the stars. You wanna check it out with me sometime?”

He made it sound like it wasn’t a big deal or anything, but you could see how anxious he was for your answer

It didn’t take long for you to realize that he was asking you out

When you said yes, his eyes lit up as bright as the stars themselves

He was sure to make it one of the best dates you’d ever go on, or his name wasn’t Kaito Momota!

Kiibo:

Honestly, at first Kiibo thought it was a glitch of some sort

His feelings came completely out of the blue for him

One day he was just meeting you, and with what a nice person you were despite him being a robot, he began to spend more and more time with you

Then the next thing he realized, his systems seemed hotter than usual when you were around, sometimes even to the point of overheating

There was just something about the way you smiled, or the little gleam in your eye that you had when you talked about something you enjoyed...

You were captivating to him

He felt more alive than he ever had when he was with you

Even when you weren’t around, he thought about you way more often than he felt like he should

It was only when he brought this up to Professor Idabashi and had him check over his systems that he realized that nothing was actually wrong with him

Once he noticed that all the incidents shared a common thread (that being you), he decided to do some research of his own

It was then that he realized that he was experiencing what humans called “love”

Even so, he wasn’t sure how to approach you with this

So one day, he just kind of... asked you out

It was at lunchtime, and he was keeping you company while you ate

He started going on and on about all the research he’s done on going on dates

It came as such a shock that you almost choked on the food you were eating, but at some point you shut him up long enough to say yes

I’m sure you know the rest~

Gonta Gokuhara:

Oh, Gonta

Sweet, innocent, naive Gonta

Everyone knew that he was gullible, but that’s what made him endearing to you in the first place

But even then, sometimes it can cause some trouble

The moment he found out he had feelings for you, he began asking around for advice on what to do about this

This wouldn’t have been a problem if it weren’t for a certain someone *coughOumacough* decided to mess with him

As you can imagine, this ended up having disastrous consequences beyond your wildest dreams

It started off as a normal day, not like any other

When Gonta approached you with a large smile, just like any other

But the words that came out of his mouth were something you’d never forget, if only because of the pure humiliation of it all

“[Y/N]! Gonta wanted to tell you that your butt looks great today!”

The entire classroom went silent -- save for Ouma, who was cracking up loudly in the corner

It didn’t take long to realize what was going on here

And Gonta’s explanation that Ouma had told him that a gentleman always courts the person they liked by complimenting their butt only confirmed your suspicion

After a long discussion on why he shouldn’t listen to Ouma, he finally understood and decided to ask you out properly this time

Korekiyo Shinguuji:

Korekiyo was always a bit of an odd one, but he could be pretty sweet when it came to you

At least, once he found out that he liked you, anyways

Unlike the others, he decided to take all his time in the world when courting you

It was just the way he preferred to do things

He would only decide to speed things up if he noticed you were gaining affections for someone else

With him studying humans for so long, he was pretty intuitive when it came to things like that

But luckily for him, you never showed any signs of liking anyone else at all

So he kept things slow

Leaving little items of affection in your locker

Like flowers or love notes

You didn’t know too many other people who were as poetic as he was, so you did have a feeling that it was him

But you didn’t have any definitive proof, so you never said anything about it

Until one day, one of the notes told you to meet him out by the cherry blossom trees behind the school so he could finally confess in person

Only there were your suspicions confirmed

By one of the trees stood Korekiyo, a single red rose in hand

“My apologies if this is too formal for your liking, [Y/N], but I figured it’d be the most suitable way to make my feelings known...”

A part of you couldn’t believe he went through all this trouble just to ask you out, but this was Korekiyo we were talking about after all.

With all of this work put in... How could you say no?

Ryoma Hoshi:

Ryoma was determined to never let you know how he felt about you

After all, he was just some lowlife criminal

He didn’t even deserve your attention, let alone an actual relationship with you

Why you always insisted on hanging out with someone like him in the first place was beyond him

But regardless, even if you wanted him as a friend, that didn’t automatically mean you could feel anything for him, right?

Even so, the longer the two of you spent time together, the harder it was not to say anything to you

You were the only light he’s had in life in such a long time, and he wasn’t sure that he could lose that

Even so, what right did he have to tell you? He didn’t deserve you in the first place

But even then, was it fair to you if he didn’t? You cared about him more than he could ever deserve, and he was lying to your face almost every day

It was then that he decided to at least tell you

So he could stop lying to you and you could both move on with your lives

He figured it’d just be best to tell you in the most casual way possible, so you didn’t have to feel bad if you wanted to let him down

But when he did, something he never could have expected to happen occurred

You expressed that you felt the same way. You, the one person who deserved the world... felt the same way

He was hesitant to actually ask you out; after all, he still didn’t believe he deserved you

But he figured that if he was the one you wanted, he could at least try to give his all to make you happy

It was the least he could do for you

[ask-jungshook]

can i be real for a sec?? you are so amazing and im about to cry bc you're everything i wish i was. ppl love your art so much and your angst and you're so talented. you are so so talented. ok im sorry i just needed this off my chest

// OMG NOOOOOO NONNY PLEASE DON’T CRY!

For me, my ‘talent’ is probably an accumulation of ‘natural’ talent (basically your base stats in gaming terms lol), motivation, experience, practice, and personal drive.

So to get a general sense of where I’m coming from, let me tell you a story of a YOUNG DISSU and how her ‘talent’ developed. (aka my art journey LOL)

So let’s started!

Base Stats

When I first got into drawing (this was around middle school, so I was around 12 years old????), my base stat for drawing was probably a 1 out of 10 –  pretty horrible tbh because all I did was just to try and replicate my favorite mangas characters as they were drawn. (At the time I think it was Yu Yu Hakusho LMFAO). If I were to make an analogy or any type of comparison, let’s just say, my stick figures had better proportions than my actual drawings but I digress. But as much as I drew poorly, I found myself loving drawing and loving art because it was an outlet for me to relieve stress. (But looking back oh boy was I a hardcore weeaboo haha) This period of time was the time where I gave no shits if I drew poorly, I drew because I had fun and that was pretty much it. (So there was like pretty much 0 improvement since I didn’t really bother to learn anything technique-wise) 

Motivation & Practice

Around high school was when I first started digital art (I around age 16 at this time) and this was the time period when DeviantArt was the ‘go to’ place to post drawings and literature. (pretty sure tumblr and twitter didn’t exist back then and facebook like just became a thing lol) Avatar sites like gaiaonline were also super popular and filled with a bunch of talented artists. I remember distinctly being like ‘holy shit these people are so good and so talented and thinking that I could never surmount to anything like that’. But at the same time, another part of me was like AWE INSPIRED of their talent and would like obsessively see if they had any tutorials on drawing. So while yes, there was a portion of me that wanted to be like my art idols and draw the way they did, at the same time, I kinda knew in my head that that was impossible? (But it didn’t stop me from trying to emulate them) 

So while I kept on drawing because it was fun and I liked it as a hobby– BUT this time, I had people to look up to in terms of the ‘I want to draw like you’ aspect of it. They were my art idols and pretty much everything I wanted to be from an art standpoint hahaha. But those artists were my main source of motivation for wanting to improve throughout high school. So this was the period of time that other people’s art lead to me wanting to develop a better style and to improve my technique. (I drew a lot, but never really finished anything major because I was really impatient back then, but my style was HEAVILY impacted by my art idols lol – VERY VERY GRAPHIC NOVELY/DATING SIM-ESQUE)

Experience & Personal Drive

I think in recent years, I did a lot of growing not only as an artist but as a person. One thing to note about growth and  improvement is that seeing improvement/seeing growth does not happen overnight, and I took many art hiatuses during high school and most of college simply because I didn’t have time due to my course load. So after cycling through various styles, my art kinda just stagnated for a long time. At that time, it was a bit disheartening and frustrating for me, because at that point I drew for like 6 years and made like small baby steps. (I had a variety of styles, but I never really had the solid groundwork of like anatomy, how clothing works, or color theory.) So it did put a hamper down on my motivation to draw back then– simply because I didn’t think I was improving as fast as other people – which in retrospect, was mistake number one.

I also went through a pretty bad battle with depression while I was in college that ebbed down a bit, then resurfaced after I graduated (this was roughly a 3 yr span), which hindered a lot of my art growth substantially as well  because my mentality simply wasn’t there. (Music and art hold emotional ties for me, so whenever I’m depressed, everything relating to the creative side of me goes to shit and I will have 0 motivation to draw and basically just sleep all day.)

But to be brutally honest, this is where personal drive comes in. There was one day where I just had full blown out sit down with myself where I basically told myself that I was so sick of being sad all the time, so tired of just being tired, so sick of hating myself– and that I missed being happy and that I missed that sense of joy. So what did I do? I pushed myself and forced myself out of my bubble in an effort to crawl out of that pit that is depression. But one of the things that helped me the most was reconnecting with a bunch of art friends that I met online in high school on one of those avatar sites. I’m a lot stronger of a person mentally thanks to them. :) And with the help of my friends, I basically began my journey of a 360 degree change– my friends, music, art and the past depressed me were all sources of motivation for me to fight to win that mental battle against myself. (One of the things I did was delete all my social media and just start over– that way it’s easy to filter out unwanted things if you start with a blank slate. I also bought my dog around this time which helped my mentality exponentially.)

Getting started was probably the hardest part, because depression is a cycle of ups and downs– but in order to break free, YOU have to be the one to initiate change and stick to making it happen no matter how uncomfortable you may be. I understand that not everyone can be like me and resolve to do everything yourself. Some people need therapy, and some people need medication and that’s fine because as humans, we’re all different in how we cope with things. In my case, it was all about mental fortitude and my own will power. For me personally, I extended my art hiatus and took several more months off of art and just solely focused on myself and my mental health more than anything. I did a lot of soul searching during this time. Ironically, I think my main motivation for crawling out of that hell hole was just hating how much I hated being sad all the time because that’s just a place that I would never want to go back to.

And even now, it’s still a lot of self exploring of what I want for myself and understanding myself. I’m a person with many layers of personality (like an onion!) – and I’m still learning how to embrace all of those layers (even the bad ones) because in the end, your layers combined are what makes you who you are. If you try to reject a part of any layer, that’s pretty much you trying to reject a part of you– which may lead to or cause a lot of internal turmoil. (On a not so serious note, I realize this ‘layer’ thing was a totally unintentional analogy taken from Shrek, imsosorry lol)

And I just realized I took a HUGE tangent, but going back to the experience and personal drive, I think it was some time around 2016 and going into 2017 when I officially made it to be one of my goals for the new year as to get ‘better’ at art. At this point, I had like 10 years of ‘experience’ in digital art (probably a lot less if you factor in my hiatuses but I digress lol), so based off of those past experiences, I know what I’m good at and what needs improvement. (so I know where my groundwork is lacking and what I should focus on) From a mental perspective, I also understand myself more in the sense that I knew what caused mental stress on me, which in turn allows me to not put myself in uncomfortable positions mentally. At the same time, understanding myself has also allowed me to know my limits and understand how much I can push myself.

But more importantly (from an art standpoint), I’ve learned to take a lot of inspiration from other artists and a lot of art friends instead of wanting to have their style of drawing. I think it was important to me to realize and recognize that I will probably never draw like some of them (because they have a lot more experience than me), and that that should be taken as a positive thing because my art should reflect who I am. So remember that onion I was talking about? All the people I look up to and all the people who I’ve befriended through art also play a HUGE role in my many layers because without them, I personally wouldn’t have that personal drive to learn and get better. So def find something that motivates you to be a better version of yourself! (For me it’s music, books, and other people’s art!)

So going back to my main point of talent:

Don’t think of someone else’s talent as something you should replicate. Because honestly speaking, you can’t, since you literally are a different person– and no two people are the same. (Nor are two onions the same)  Instead– take an opportunity to view it as a source of motivation and inspiration to grow and foster your own talent and your own personal growth. Because talent is something you CAN cultivate into something beautiful given time and patience. (Related note: I wrote like an essay in my meet the artist link about my thoughts regarding art and improvement and about comparing yourself to other artists– dunno if that’ll help, but feel free to check it out here lol)  

It took me 12 years for my art to evolve to what it is now (I’m 24 now), and I still think I have a lot more room to grow because there was so much I missed out on when I first started out. So while yes, I would consider myself as ‘talented’, there were so many things that have attributed to and molded my base ‘talent’ from when I was 12  to what is it now. And beauty is, is that that everyone’s base stats are different– heck there are people HALF my age who draw better than I do now and that’s amazing! (Also don’t let someone’s age be a reason to put yourself down either! I personally find young artists super inspiring :’))

But honestly, the most important thing is that in the end, art should be about yourself! As I mentioned before, art and music are linked to me emotionally, so happiness is the main thing that I want my art to bring to me. You shouldn’t do things for the sake of others (like getting notes/being popular), you should do it because it makes you happy. (Because if you’re doing things for others, you’re literally putting your own happiness in the hands of other people– and it shouldn’t be that way) For me, drawing makes me happy because I like to see my progression over the years as well as that sense of accomplishment once you finish a piece.

I’m so sorry that this turned into a really long essay/rambling about my life (i tried to keep it as short as possible, but it still ended up long af weeps), but I just felt the need the type this because I’ve been in a similar position as you before. (When I first read this ask I had like a lot of mixed emotions because I was like yes, it’s a compliment, but at the same time, why do I feel really sad? lol so yeah … sorry about the wall of text)

So don’t wish you were me! LOL :’D (lol trust me bc I am far from perfect) Instead, embrace yourself, (& to paraphrase the chorus of Cypher 4)  know yourself, and most importantly, love yourself because you are ALSO a blooming talent in the garden that is life. 

:) So what I really want to see is the phrase of “you’re everything i wish i was“ turn into something like, “thanks for inspiring me to improve” or something along those lines.

As artists, we all learn off from each other. And personally, I would be honored to be some sort of inspiration to you – but as I said before, please don’t think that you’re any less than me or think negatively about yourself because you are amazing and talented in your own right! :’) And if it helps, I’ll be rooting for you to continue cultivating your own ‘talent’ into something even more spectacular! Nonny HWAITING!

Also if you ever want to talk, feel free to message me! (I hope I don’t come off as intimidating, I’m just very scatterbrained and get distracted easily lol i also apologize for any spelling mistakes in this because im too lazy to proofread lol)

[ivorylegacy-blog]

Scumbag

Milky heads back that same day, just in time to see his daughter Vanilla get married.

Vanilla is pleased with her wedding reception. She's brought all her friends from highschool to witness her tie the knot.

Cream watches the wedding reception, proud of her big sis and disappointed that she'll never have a wedding ceremony like this for herself. Just Heath. That stupid asshole Heath. She wishes Jabari was here, but she knows he and Vanilla aren't close.

While Cream had been trying to get some peace and quiet, Heath walks in and catches her. 

 "Sup babe? Party's outside, not in here." 

 "...I just need a moment to think." Cream sighs. 

 "Haha, what, you can't think unless you're sitting? That explains a lot." Heath laughs. 

 "Not now. I've got a lot on my mind." Silence fills the air. Cream leaves her eyes closed, but is genuinely surprised Heath listened to her for once. Maybe he'll actually just pay no mind-- 

 "Whatcha thinking about?" 

 -- Of course not. 

 Well, maybe it wouldn't be that bad to confide in him. He seems mildly concerned. 

 "I just wish my brother were here. That's all." 

 "Didn't he like, try to rape your Mom?" 

 Cream purses her lips and can't help glaring at him. It’s hard to say what Mint’s intentions were that day, but they definitely weren’t good. 

Still. 

"No one's supposed to know about that." Cream says in a half mumble. 

 Heath nods and raises his palms in defense. "Hey, I know the rules." Cream can't help but be unsettled by how Heath got that info. She honestly can't connect the dots, and that unsettles her. 

"Can, uh, can you just go?" 

 "Whoa whoa whoa, slow down there Cream Pie." Heath smiles, sitting next to her. "I'm your husband. I'm not going anywhere. Not til death do us part." 

 "...You sound like a hick." 

 "That's cuz it's bible stuff. Come here sweetness."

Heath takes Cream in his arms and kisses her hard, alarmlingly hard, to the point where Cream, disoriented by stress and hormonal changes is slightly anxious. She gives in easily, not wanting to mistep when she's like this.

The party picks up a little more, Heath meeting all of Vanilla's friends in the party. He chats with a few of them for a while and Cream grabs some wedding cake with her brother, Skylar. They talk for a while, about simple things. Skylar talks about car brands and his coin collection and Cream asks if Skylar could lend her something from his toy collection for her baby.

Heath spots Skylar and sizes him up a little, quickly catching on to the fact that he's slightly off.

"Where's Mint...?" Skylar mumbles to himself at a table. Heath takes a seat next to him. "Oh you didn't hear about Mint?" 

 "Yeah, where's Mint?" Skylar asks. "Bro. Mint's dead. An airplane crashed right on top of him and his body parts went flying everywhere." Heath tells him, faking a sad look. 

 Tears well up in Skylar's eyes. He immediately believes this.

"Hahaha wow, Mint's not dead you fucking idiot," Heath laughs. "Huh?" Skylar asks. 

"I can’t believe you fell for that! So easy! Hahaha!"

 Skylar's eyes light up. "Oh! Oh a joke! Hahaha!”

John and Vanilla share a cake together and decide on taking the Reynolds name instead of Ivory. Milky informs them that he's set up a lot in the neighboring town. They'll be the first ever house in Newcrest. Vanilla's so relieved that at the very least, Milky will cover the real estate of it.

Heath has taken to fucking with Skylar for the night. He invites him to a fake party, starts a rumor about Vanilla, and even zaps him with a hand buzzer. Skylar's a great sport however. He's totally convinced that Heath means well and this is just how Heath plays.

"Hey Babe! Is he seriously related to you guys?" Heath laughs.

Cream glares. "Knock it off, Heath. He doesn't get what you're doing." 

"Whaddaya mean? I'm just playing with him." Heath snickers. He points to the ceiling. "Hey! Look Skylar, it's Mint!" Skylar immediately looks to where Heath is pointing.

"RAAH!" Heath jumps at Skylar, laughing when he cowers in alarm. Cream's temper flares up in her stomach and she yanks Heath out of the room, taking him outside. 

 "Hey, what's the deal babe?" Heath asks, still laughing. Cream gets ready to really let Heath have it. But the moment she tries, puke spews out of her, and her knees buckle. 

 "Ugh! Sick! My shoes!" Heath cries out as his shoes get splattered in vomit. Milky spots the two of them and asks if they're alright. He chaperones them home. It's getting late anyhow, and he promises he'll catch up with Vanilla and John.

Cream does actually let Milky know about Heath's behavior toward Skylar, and Milky gives Heath a stern talking to. Skylar is still his son. He'll be damned if anyone was going to mock him. Cream doesn't like the way he words it, but it does the trick.

Cream is now realizing that Heath is seeing how far he can push her family before he can walk all over them. She takes this as a challenged. She’ll be damned if this scumbag gets the better of her or any member of her family.

Not without some god damned retribution.