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gerugeon  asked:

Hi Isaia! I know this is not a question, but I just wanted to thank you for all your gorgeous work! A few years ago, when ATLA aired on TV, I created a site on Deviantart and one of the first drawings that I saw there was yours. I loved and still love all your art gallery. It is not just gorgeous, but I like how you convey your feelings, emotions and personal thoughts so well in each of your drawings. Thank you for being an inspiration to me and other people.

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I’m sorry for the late response!
Where did this sweetness come from? These lovely flowers and memories!

I went on deviantart and found a lot of people I admire, and I’m glad I could be that for you. I’m really touched, Gerugeon, thank you!

Four

Skylar

Words could not describe the way I was feeling. Every time Isaias spoke to me, I’d reply in a small voice and I’d continually blush. I didn’t know why, but I would always get shy around Isaias. Maybe it was because I actually had a ‘crush’ on him. Throughout my entire life, I’ve nev-

“Sky? You alright?” Isaias asked, breaking me from my thoughts. I looked up at him and smiled.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I was just day dreaming.” I replied. Isaias smiled at me as I looked down timidly.

“Hey,” Isaias said, lifting up my chin. I looked him in his eyes as he stared back into mines. “There’s no reason to be shy around me, baby. Just be yourself, ok?” I nodded in head in response, letting him know that I understood him.

“Smith, party of 2.” a lady said. Isaias stood up and reached his hand out towards me. Placing my hand in his, I got on my feet and walked with him as the waitress led us to our table. Before I could sit, Isaias stopped me and pulled my chair out for me. “What a gentleman.” I thought. Once again, my cheeks turned a light red color as I sat down and scooted my chair up. I flipped my hair over my shoulder as he sat down across the table from me.

“Would you like to start off with a beverage?” the waitress asked. Isaias looked over at me, I guess signaling me to go first.

“Oh, I’ll take water.” I replied. Isaias let out a short chuckle as he shifted himself in his chair.

“And for you sir?”

“Bring me your finest bottle of wine.” He ordered. The waitress nodded as she wrote it down on the note pad. “On ice.” Isaias added.

After the waitress left, I kept my head down. Seconds later, I decided to glance up, only to see Isaias smirking at me. I let out a short laugh as I sat up in my chair.

“What?” I smiled.

“Baby, what I tell you about being bashful around me?” he inquired, leaning forward and placing his hand on top of mines. “I told you to just be yourself. Everything’s aight, I ain’t gon’ bite ya’.” Oh, how I wish you would. I nodded my head as I slightly chewed on the inside of my cheek.

“I’m sorry. I’m just so shy around you.” I replied. Like an idiot, I began rambling. “I don’t mean to be, I..I’m sorry if I’m making you angry. I’ll understand if you don’t want to-…ugh, I’m sorry, Isaias. I’m so stupid sometimes. I’m sor-”

“Skylar, baby girl.” Isaias interrupted. The expression on his face showed that he was concerned. “I didn’t say anything of that stuff about you, did I? Stop insulting yourself, you’re too pretty for that shit, aight? And you’re not stupid. If you were stupid, then how did you make it to your 4th year in college and close to graduating with a Bachelor’s Degree? In nursing, I might add.”

I anxiously bit down on my bottom lip as I took in his work.

“Look, stop downing yourself. And stop apologizing for everything. You don’t have a damn thing to be sorry about. Stop that, shit aight?” he explained. I nodded my head as my body temperature suddenly increased. No one has ever said anything so…pleasant to me before. It actually made me feel good. I didn’t even take it as an insult as I would’ve usually had.

Minutes later, the waitress came bock out with the wine and ice. I watched as Isaias poured the wine into the glasses and passed me one. I mumbled a low “Thank you.” as I took it and drank some of it. As the night went on, I fell more and more in love with him. After dinner, Isaias payed and we went for a walk on the beach. We both took off our shoes and held them in our hands because we didn’t want t get sand in them. As we walked, I glanced at the pinkish colored sky.

“Wow,” I said. “That’s so beautiful.”

I then felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist as a pair of lips rest near my ear.

“Not as beautiful as you.” he complimented. I let out a small giggle as I began blushing again. As we stared into the sunset, I began thinking aback about Isaias’ and I’s relationship. We claim each other as best friends, but we act more like…'lovers’.

“Isaias,” I started off. “What are we?”

He began slowly rocking us side to side as we continued watching the sunset.

“What do you mean, baby girl?” he asked. I let out a small sigh as I removed his arms from my waist. I turned around and looked up at him.

“Like, what are we? Be honest? We tell each other we’re best friends, but it doesn’t feel that way. Are we close friends now or just only friends now or…” I trialed off. A small smirk appeared across Isaias’ plump lips as he gently grabbed my wrists.

“Well, I can tell you this. I’d definitely like to be more than friends. So, Skylar Marie, would you be my girlfriend?” he inquired.

I gasped in shock as I placed my hand over my mouth. My heartbeat began increasing as my eyes went wide.

“Y-yes! Of course I will!” I rejoiced.

Maurice

“Y-yes! Of course I will!” Skylar rejoiced. I can’t believe it. This nigga asked out my lil sister. Ain’t that some shit? I shook my head as Olivia and I continued following them. We were at least a few feet behind them, but enough to hear everything they were saying. I then decided to text Skylar to make it seem like my ass wasn’t really stalking her.

To: Baby Sis

Yo lil ass havin fun? Betta not be fuckin

After I sent the message, I watched as Skylar pulled out her phone and replied back to my message. Once my phone received the message, I didn’t bother looking at it.

Olivia and I continued following after them, eavesdropping and stalking their every move.At first, then niggas was just cuddled up to each other as they walked, but all of a sudden, they stopped. Now, the shit that happened next surprised my ass, on the real. Isaias’ strong ass picked Skylar up as she wrapped her legs around this niggas waist! His waist! Skylar cuffed Isaias’ face in her hands and she…and she…she kissed him! She kissed this nigga! Right on the fucking lips!

“She made the first move!” I shouted, almost blowing my cover. Olivia shushed me as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My body went numb as I fell back onto the sand. Next thing I know, everything went pitch black and I was out cold.

Olivia

After I shushed Maurice, I heard a large thump and sandy air land on me. I looked down and gasped once I saw that Maurice was lying on his back in the sand. I quickly looked up at Skylar and Isaias to see them looking around.

“Did you hear that?” Skylar asked. “It sounded like something fell.”

“Yeah, something big too. Shit sounded like it fell hard.” Isaias added. I immediately grabbed Maurice’s arms and began dragging him out of sight. Grunting, I tried my best to pull Maurice as hard as I could.

“Damn, he’s heavy.” I grunted out. After I drug him behind a bush, I dropped his hands and dusted mines off. Shaking my head, I looked over Maurice’s body. This nigga looked like he was just sleeping in the sand. I then leaned down and as my eyes roamed over his facial features.

“Hey,” I said, waving my hands in front on his face. “Maurice, wake up.” I snapped my fingers in his face, trying to wake him up. Beginning to give up, I got down on my knees in the sand and placed my hands on each side of Maurice’s jaw. “Wake up, fat head.”

As I continued to shake his head, his eyes slowly began opening. I let out a sigh or relief as he groaned and sat up.

“Shit. What happened?” he questioned, looking around. “How the fuck I end up over here? And why the fuck am I on the ground?” Maurice’s eyes then landed on me, looking me up and down

“You on some freaky shit? Tryna fuck a nigga unconscious?” he assumed with a smirk.

“What? No, Maurice you-”

“Damn, I know you like me and all but you ain’t have to knock my ass out and rape me.” he laughed. I rolled my eyes as I begin getting up. Before I completely stood on my feet, Maurice grabbed my arm and yanked me back down, causing me to fall on top of him. I let out a small gasp as he grabbed my ass cheek. “You know you wanna lay here with me, baby.”

“Maurice, stop, you’re in a relationship.” I said, trying to conceive him to let me go. “Cheating on Irene would be wrong. Especially with me.”

“It ain’t cheating unless she find out.” he replied. “Besides, we ain’t doing shit. But you know you like me.”

Maurice then forced my head down onto his chest before resting his hand on my lower back. This is was wrong, so wrong. Maurice was already in a relationship with Irene. Irene is my friend and she trusts me. But…was Maurice right? Do I really like him like that?

anonymous asked:

Soooo...I've been a big fan of yours for a few years, and I was wondering if there's anywhere I can buy art prints of your work? I'd love to decorate my room with your stuff~

Hey there anon-kun!

I have a society6 store that I intend to fill with more stuff.

And hopefully once i get more comic stories going, I plan to do something big, perhaps printing a collection of my mini comic stories so far?

What do you guys think?