|I need more inspiration for designing -_-"|
[current concerns] Tanaka Ryunosuke (2/12)Current Concern:[current concerns] Tanaka Ryunosuke (2/12) by readyaimfireaway
He tried calling out to a lost-looking first-year girl
to tell her the way to her classroom,
but she started to cry.
"Oi! Shrimpy!" He calls to a first year. She's cute in that first year way: big eyed and still full of the enthusiasm that the third years have lost over the years. Her long, dark hair hangs lazily around her face, and she's helplessly clutching a map of the school. When she hears Tanaka adressing her, a jolt of fear runs down her spine.
"You're pretty lost, aren't you kid?" He tries for a reassuring smile- the ones Suga does to boost morale- but to the girl, it's terrifying.
She bursts into tears.
The wing spiker's at a loss for words. What the heck just happened?
"Wow, Tanaka." A passing classmate sighs. "Don't scare the first years like that."
"Scare? I was just-" Tanaka stops talking, and smacks his own forehead, groaning.
A tall, black blazer wearing, looming guy with a shaved head looming over a timid first year?
[current concerns] Kageyama Tobio (6/12)[current concerns] Kageyama Tobio (6/12) by readyaimfireaway
Current Concern: He gets the feeling that animals dislike him.
The dark haired setter scowls as you drag him into the pet shop, and you giggle as birds flock to sit on your head and the cats affectionately start to purr and rub against you leg.
The two of you had been dating a few weeks now, and this was the first time you'd pulled him along to see the place you worked at with your mom: a pet store.
"Whoa, you guys!" You laugh. "Mom, I'm here to work!"
"I tell you, Tobio," your mother laughs, seeing you crowded with animals crooning around you. "She's like a princess. Animals just love her!"
Tobio mutters something about you being as "pretty as one too" you blush red and your mother laughs louder. As he nears you, the animals run away, and Tobio could have sworn that they were glaring at him.
Tobio had found out early on in the relationship that saying your mom was cool was an understatement. She was young, funny, and an overall badass.
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Humming quietly to herself as to not disrupt the miniature tutoring session that was taking place, [Name] concentrated on the task she was currently trying to complete. A pair of scissors were held in her hand and she was trying her best to follow the outline on the page she had drawn. The outline resembled that of a bird and, on any other occasion, it would have been easy to trace with the scissors. However, [Name] wasn't cutting through just a single piece of paper. No, she was cutting through multiple pages of her book, causing the pages to skew slightly as they struggled to be cut by the scissors. More often than not, [Name] found herself having to apply more pressure than what should be necessary in order to get a good cut through the pages.
"Almost done," she muttered to herself, forcing the scissors closed on the very last bit of her design. "Ouch!"
Her fingers had slipped however, causing the scissors to cut askew to their original path. Pulling her hand
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Staring at the blank page before her, [Name] tapped her pen idly against the paper. She had been thinking about what to write for nearly an hour, yet no ideas came to mind. She wondered silently to herself if Hinata was having just as much trouble with their essay assignment as she was. Placing the pen on the bridge of her nose, she leaned back in her desk chair and lazily glanced around her room for inspiration for the umpteenth time that day. Her eyes landed on her journal which was haphazardly thrown onto her bed the moment she got home.
Perhaps a little distraction couldn't hurt.
Standing from the chair, [Name] waltzed over to her journal and picked it up, flipping through the many pages she had already completed. When she finally landed on the page that she had left off of last, a pout formed onto her lips. It was another writing assignment to be done.
Flopping back down onto her chair, [Name] set the journal down on her desk with a resounding thump. Reading
Hello fellow deviants!!!^^|
Feel free to call me RJ, Im a filipino girl who likes to draw, write, read, making oc, playing video games, and watching anime!
Yeah...I have no life...
As you can see...I'm still just trying to improve my art skills, so please bare with me if I want to make a drawing for you ^^"
But if you're willing to give me some advice then I'd be very grateful!<3<3<3<3
I'm currently in the mood for Roleplaying...If your interested, just tell me!!!^^