Hey guys, I’m going to bed now. Night, see you tomorrow
That’s okay, take your time with whatever it is ;w;/ Will be fine to talk whenever you can.
*whines* Eh? But wanted and meant to talk to you today. Well talk to you more is what I mean to say I guess. Am going to bed now though. Will definitely try and talk to you tomorrow ;w;~
Alright, wrote 2000 words today. It is getting late though. Will have to write more and message Rena tomorrow. *sighs*
Taking a break from writing because remembered I need to speak to Rena about something. But am still on a roll with writing so this post will hopefully serve as my reminder to speak with her later ;w;
Alright. Finished my rp replies and got some chocolate. Time to get some writing done.
[ Z e r o a n d B r e a k ]
193th Episode’s Imeeji
aichi teaching kai that lesson
You got a little something on your face, Miyuki…
in which Eijun isn’t as innocent as he looks and Miyuki has severely miscalculated
“There’s an awful lot of white in your painting today, Gon,” Killua comments, turning the piece of paper over in his hands while squinting at it like it’ll reveal some sort of secret if he looks at it in a certain way. “Clouds?”
“You,” Gon says absently, not looking up as he stifles the urge to trace the lines over the paper in his hands. He knows what it’s like, what it does to touch art carelessly, and the last thing he wants is to ruin Killua’s sketch of that one place in Whale Island that he’d shared with him. Everything Killua does, he’s come to realize over the years, is important. Everything means something, as much as Killua likes to pretend that he’d only thought of drawing certain things on a whim.
“Me?” Killua asks incredulously.
“That’s you,” he nods, smiling brightly as he looks up from Killua’s sketch. “The whites of your hair, and your skin, and the clothes you always wear.” He crawls closer, taking his tiny watercolor case and sketch with him when he goes. “I thought the blue paint would’ve made it obvious, but I guess not?”