— 𝐈𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂.

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♕ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ! ♕

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✍ 𝐖𝗼𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 805

✍ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 | Fluff

✍ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧 | Maria Lin is an artist in need of inspiration. Luckily, her friend Mirio is there to help her out.

✍ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝗼𝐭𝐞 | Idk if you’d consider this as oc x cc because this short fic is mostly meant to be platonic. I tried really hard on making the imagery all aesthetic and stuff which is why this took me around 3 days. Special thanks to 𝗺𝐯𝐬𝐡𝐢 for ing this idea uwu

✍ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝗼𝐭𝐞: 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐁𝗼𝗼𝐠𝐚𝐥𝗼𝗼 | AAAAAAAAA THANK YOU FOR THE FEARURE

✍ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 | #FeatureMe

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Bread. Jam. Eggs. Bacon. Milk. It was all arranged perfectly in a neat basket, a blanket on top of it and smelled scrumptious. One would be eager to eat, but breakfast was to be shared with someone special that morning. Footsteps were heard exiting the cottage and off to the meadow nearby. The grass was soft and glistening with morning dew. It was almost sunrise. The sky was dark with some orange and yellow rays peeked out from the east. The sound of bunnies scurrying about, and the sound of some crickets that were still up but starting to cease one by one. Feeling the crunch of leaves and grass under her shoes felt soothing in a sense as she approached a certain spot among the meadow of sunflowers. Her chocolate brown eyes lit up when she spotted the tuft of bright blond hair.

“Mari!” He greeted her with his usual radiant smile.

She nodded. “Good morning, Mirio,” She returned the greeting and set her basket down and took the red plaid blanket and laid it on the grass for them. Mirio was kinda like a big brother to her. He was someone that taught her important things in life. His smile was contagious and often cheered her up whenever they were together.

Soon enough, the both of them sat down and brought out the plates and food, then started eating.

“How have you been?” Mirio asked as he ate his sandwich, looking at her with curiosity in his blue eyes with strangely no sclera.

The girl leaned back. She had been eating some eggs and bacon. It might ruin the mood if she just told him her troubles. Her lips pulled upwards in attempts to seem like she was fine.

“I’m good!”

He frowned. His expression was one of concern. “Mari, you don’t need to hide your problems from me. We’re friends, aren’t we?” He told her, placing his free hand on her shoulder.

She bit her lip. “Of course we are! I just didn’t want to bother you,” She responded.

Mirio shook his head. “That’s what friends are for! They help each other out,” He reassured her, taking a bite out of his sandwich.

Mari contemplated for a moment, before sighing. Her dark brown eyes gazed up at him.

“It’s just… I haven’t gotten much attention to my paintings and I’m wondering if I should even continue,” She itted. “I don’t have much inspiration and don’t even know what to paint anymore.”

The blond tilted his head, then turned to the sky. The clouds were starting to part, more and more golden rays peeked through the horizon. A small smile graced his face.

“I know how much you love to paint, Mari. You can’t give up on something you love because others don’t like it. What matters most is the joy you feel when doing it.”

He looked at her. “Inspiration is everywhere! It can come from anything. I believe you can find it, you just gotta look around you!” He gave her a thumbs up and a grin.

Mari stared at him in wonder, her mouth agape. His words were touching and she felt a fuzzy feeling in her chest. The sun had risen, painting the sky a myriad of bright golden hues and its rays coating the scenery with a heavenly glow. The aurora’s rays hit his face in all the right places, making his radiant grin gleam with more brilliance. All the sunflowers around them complimented him. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled, realizing what he meant.

She wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. “Mirio, you’re a genius!” She exclaimed, before letting go of him. A grin on her face mirrored his. “Thank you!”

Mirio laughed jubilantly and nodded, returning the hug. “No problem! I’m glad I could help,” He replied.

Breakfast was resumed and they ended up chatting for hours.

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Mari’s eyes focused on her canvas as she dragged her paintbrush across it. Various shades of yellow and green, a painting of a familiar view. After adding the finishing touches, she let out a satisfied sigh.

Knock, knock.

She looked up and went to answer the door. Her eyes lit up to see who was behind it. “Mirio! You’re just in time! Come in,” She stepped to the side and let him in.

“Hey, Mari! I just wanted to check how you’re doing,” The blond gave her a thumbs up, “You look well, I’m glad.” He grinned at her and walked in, then giving her a short but sweet hug. His blue orbs noticed the easel and canvas.

“Oh! You made a new painting? I wanna see!” He eagerly made a beeline for it.

But then, he saw what she had painted and his jaw dropped.

“Is that a painting of me as a sunflower?!”