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“Wait, why are you crying?! Did I screw up?!”
“Nah, you idiot. It’s perfect.”
( me and @infamcustcdents had a very detailed discord conversation about a situation where Miu lost her arm, and needed Kazuichi to follow her plans to reconstruct a mechanical one since she couldn’t do it herself. The result was me putting way more effort into this drawing than I was supposed to. )
infamcustcdents replied to your post: seiigi replied to your post: ...
“PFFT-” -miu (ASDFGHJKL KYOUKO NO)
❝ w -- what? what’s so funny? ❞
@infamcustcdents ll From here
For as long as Miu can remember, her parents have told her about soulmates. The concept was always strange to the inventor, considering a little-known fact was they weren’t always romantic. Just most people had romantic soulmates, doesn’t mean they always were. Miu never cared for the tale though, considering no one would stick around her long enough to become friends with her; let alone be her soulmate. So, she didn’t concern herself with it. Well, that was until she started waking up with bruises that she knew wasn’t possible for her to have, and that’s when she remembered the soulmates her parents told her about. Then she began to wonder, who the hell this soulmate even was; and what the hell were they doing in the first place? She’d often cover the bruises with foundation, at least until she met this so-called soulmate of her’s and could figure out a solution to whatever problem they had.
She had to ponder this for years to come though, simply having to let her curiosity fester. Through those years is when she coined her talent and started attending Hope’s Peak Academy. She was surprised to discover some of her peers had already met their soulmates (once again, the majority of them romantic.) She didn’t find herself envious though, her and love had a bad track record. If anything, she found herself wishing it wasn’t the case for her. Either way, she shrugged it off and focused on her classes for the most part. Whoever her soulmate was taking the backseat in her mind, she had better things to wonder about. So, when she actually gained a friend in Souda, she was all too happy to voice her frustrations about it.
“I just don’t get all the excitement around it, ya know? I already am busy enough as it is! If I’ve gotta have a soulmate, I’d rather someone like a sibling to me; hell, my parents weren’t even soulmates! So, what’s even the point of them anyway?”
🔧 - Kazuichi had always been a dreamer. His elaborate fantasies of his first meeting with his soulmate had been about as realistic as his visions of one day building a rocket ship into space. When the first unexplained, painless scrapes on his knees or paper cuts on his fingers started to appear as s a little kid, he began to imagine that he’d been paired with a princess, or some other damsel in distress he’d grow up to save one day. That eventually, he’d receive a wound that would tell him his time had come to save the love of his life. Something to shake him out of his cowardice and the hero he was supposed to be-!
“Well...I kinda get it. I used to be that way.” he sighed, currently messing around with an old NES system Chiaki had asked him to fix up, but only half paying attention to the task at hand. Didn’t help that it was late into the hours of the night when the both of them should have probably been asleep in their respective dorms.
It seemed laughable now, though. Selfish, even, to have that kind of fantasy. Because there was nothing glorious or romantic about reaching to scratch his head, only to one day find it covered in blood, arms and legs cut to shit from some traumatic event that he couldn’t even begin to pin down. It didn’t hurt, but that didn’t stop the panic - eyes watering and body shaking as he feared for both their lives. Not being able to help. Not being able to breathe. All he could do was scream.
“It’s also like, kinda nice to think someone out there is waiting for you, though....used to make feel pretty important that I’d eventually mean that much to someone...I still feel like it’s important, but I...don’t have any romantic fantasies the way I used to about it .” he gives a shuddering sigh, too tired to care about how much he was rambling.
“I’m...actually really worried about them; whoever they are. I dunno...Iruma-san, have you had anything like...really concerning happen to you because of the whole sharing wounds thing?Something happened a few years back that really fucked me up.... ”
LUST - for Souda (since I think he has a thing for blondes)
“DAMN.” Questions for Muses. ll Accepting
LUST. -Who does your muse find attractive?
oh boy
Okay so it’s no secret to anyone that Kazuichi’s thirsty as hell, as he really doesn’t make it much of secret with how much he brings up girls in conversation. He specifically talks about liking thin, blonde girls in his conversation with Hajime; so it really comes as no surprise that he’s completely smitten by the graceful beauty that is Sonia Nevermind.
He...also is a lot of talk, though. He exaggerates some traits that were already present into something he thinks is pretty socially acceptable for a guy....and that leads to him objectifying and idealizing women a lot. Sonia is also the perfect target in this sense, because he talks about hot girls coming to him “Scaring him”. She’s an un-achievable goal on purpose; one that can be understood to be an obsession given her status, so he always has something to talk about to another guy instead of his nerdy side that he tries and fails to hide.
Between me and @infamcustcdents ‘s Miu, we kinda hashed out that he picked out blondes in particular because of his admiration for Miu - choosing a type and sticking to it until he forgets the whole thing is an act at all.
What he find attractive in a partner beyond that....I don’t think he even knows. A love for machines or willingness to tolerate his more secret and nerdy side is a big help though. He’s got a lot of self searching to do.
infamcustcdents replied to your post: { oOOOh boy I just had a dark thought - You guys...
//i mean… its possible? no matter how gruesome…
🔧 - "Hell yeah! It's like, if you have the hots for a chick, you wanna take off her clothes, right? And you wanna check out her bone structure, right? Like her ribs or where parts of her bones stick out, right!?"
@infamcustcdents ( Miu ) ll Because I wanted to
🔧 - “Wha- Miu, for the last time! JUST LET ME WORK!”
♤ and SHSL Artist for the talent perhaps?
|| Talentswap Drabbles! || Accepting! ||
– “ …Y-You…Want to have a look at what I-I’m drawing…? “
That was certainly a question that he feared receiving. Having someone walk up to him, seemingly watching him sketch out something, and then asking if they can have a look. Honestly, he’s nervous. Despite how he’s been drawing for years on end, he still doesn’t feel as if his art is any good. Most of them were merely just portraits of others, and nature itself.
The lingering fear that someone would have a look at his art and point out all the mistakes he’s done, how it likely doesn’t look anatomically correct, how it’s shaded wrongly, etc etc. He’s just. Nervous.
Perhaps he’s a bit too hard on himself again, surely it doesn’t hurt for them to just have a look…Right?
Clearing his throat, his hands would soon slide his sketchbook to the individual, hoping that they wouldn’t react so harshly. The picture was a detailed sketch of a fluffy cat, which did resemble his pet cat. Honestly, he did already miss her and she was in his mind so he thought he might as well try to draw her from memory. Just before they came, he was enjoying himself a bit, seemingly as if he was lost in his own world as his pencil would move around the paper to create an image.
“ This is just a small sketch of a cat…I-I know it doesn’t look too good and there are s-some mistakes b-but I uhm… “
Soon he would shut his mouth, and let them look at it. Perhaps if he were going to degrade himself on his own work, he shouldn’t be so vocal about it. Perhaps someone will find the mistakes he claimed exists in his work, and possibly even tell him about it.
Honestly, he was hoping they would like his work…Even if he didn’t think that he was a good artist or not. It’s just something he enjoys doing, and he felt wrong for hoping said person to say that it looked decent enough. –
“I love Ayano and I ain’t ever gonna stop loving Ayano.” (from tenko because you know tenko loves her basically little sister okay.)
OUT OF CONTENT SHIT THAT’S BEEN SAID IN MY DISCORD SERVERS SENTENCE STARTERS ll Accepting
❥ She gives a shiver, and something akin to a small squeak.
She does not deserve all this affection.
