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the-parentheticals · 9 months

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Okay, I actually managed to finish his art before his write-up this time! That being said, there’s definitely something going on here. I’m not sure what.

Name – Hayasaka Haruka (早坂春花) (kanji in his last name mean “early,” “hill,” kanji in his first name mean “spring,” “flower”)

Age - 25

Gender – Male

Birthday – Apr. 12

Height – 160 cm

Blood Type – O

Image Colour - #00A86B

Occupation - Barista

Personality – He’s very open-minded and is always willing to listen to anyone else’s problems, but won’t pry. He’s almost always drinking something, but he refuses any alcohol.

He’s one of the sweetest prisoners in MILGRAM, never expressing distress or frustration beyond a few words. He believes that simply because he is in an unpleasant situation is no reason to be upset.

He doesn’t talk much about himself or his murder, and is very skilled at dodging any questions about it.

Canon Cover – Umbilical (sweet love song, because the other one was taken)

DECO*27 Cover - Fakery Tale

Vocaloid Cover – 1925

“Greetings, Miss Warden. Hayasaka Haruka, at your service. Yes, even in a place like this, I would still like to offer a comforting ear.”

“Ha. Ha. Ahahahahaha! You should’ve known better than to do that to someone like me.”

MV – Ivy

His song would be like…indie bedroom guitar vibes, you know? His MV would be shot entirely from the perspective of his victim, and the colours would be fairly soft, like something you’d see on a children’s cartoon.

The MV starts with him in a university lecture hall, where he’s speaking with the lecturer. Contrary to all the others, he isn’t wearing a bookbag. He spots the person walking through the door and asks to follow them. As soon as he makes it across, the lecture hall and the doorframe disappear.

He and the other person are now sitting at either end of a tall counter, having an animated conversation, until two coffee cups slide in from offscreen, leaving a sparkly trail in Haruka’s image colour.

The scene suddenly cuts to his victim taking his hand and pulling him into a twirl. Haruka looks apprehensive at first, but then takes their hand and suddenly thrusts downwards, causing them to trip for a second before they stand back up.

Haruka and the other person are sitting in a bright green clearing surrounded by trees with flowers and a beam of sunlight streaming in the middle. The colours in this part are a lot more vivid than in the rest of the video. The person drifts off and places their head in Haruka’s lap, and the screen begins blurring. Haruka reaches out to take something from his bag, but then notices that the person is still staring and places a finger to his lips as the screen goes dark.

The MV ends with Haruka in the coffee shop, now overgrown by vines, draining a coffee cup with the letters LS written on it.

Trivia

Murder isn’t his only crime.

Okay, look, I named him before I found out what Milgram was, and he fit too well not to put here.

He’s our oldest male prisoner and he has, shocker of shockers, a job and an actual life.

…yes, his MV is kinda short, I didn’t have many ideas.

#milgram-p #milgram #milgram oc #pari's ocs #prisoner 005 #haruka hayasaka #my stuff

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thimbleb3rries · 6 months

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Trying something a little different and posting a design/redesign!

This was inspired by the Miraculous Paris special but not made for the special, ya know? Like not with any lore in mind. she's just dressed a little edgier :)

I absolutely love character design and putting outfits together so I find this kinda thing so fun! I've never actually done it with an existing character but rather OCs instead so this is very experimental and messy haha

#i feel like this looks so weird but im posting it anyways lol!#i really want to do more like this #maybe I'll post some OCs too? I feel like my character design skills would be better portrayed by them #I've actually designed myself as a miraculous holder too!! it was so fun #i chose the dog miraculous because that's my Chinese zodiac so it felt fitting #miraculous ladybug #ml paris special #kagami tsurugi #miraculous #miraculous kagami #ml #mlb kagami #mlb #fashion??#can i tag this as fashion?#fashion #if you guys enjoy this I'll definitely be doing more like this #click on the image for better quality! im not sure why it looks so fuzzyyy #my art <3

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ingridskogstad · 3 months

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And the apples, they fall like the shells from the guns

And the shotgun, it misses the hare when he runs

And he moves like the wind with cold air in his lungs

And his little warm heart beats in fear like a drum

village song - Paris Paloma

#digital art #art #artists on tumblr #animal art #oc art #silken windhound #paris paloma #animal death #tw animal death

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theellipelli · 1 month

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more ocs! their names are vic, damien and max :)

#the prev. characters names were victor paris and marin #for those wondering #ocs #art #digital art #character design #original character

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a-aexotic · 9 months

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i can see you, 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔.

✫ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 . . . y/n cromwell was nothing if not a sophisticated, pampered, and ambitious socialite. she had lived in manhattan for about five years with her workaholic mother since her divorce with from her father. in the five years she had lived in the upper-east side, she had conquered the elites and made them her minions. she was living her best life until she heard the worst news she could ever fathom...

tristan dugray was nothing like y/n, in any sense other than maybe the fact they were both rich, spoiled and rather confident - okay, maybe they had more in common than what meets the eye. they hadn't seen each other since she had moved away with her mother five years ago and they were happy that way.

until of course, her mother decided it would be best for y/n to spend the next few months with her father back in connecticut after y/n got in trouble with her friend group. what y/n didn't know until she eventually got to connecticut was that her father was engaged to none other than tristan dugray's mother. how could her year get any worse?

✫ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ;; tristan dugray x fem!reader, platonic!paris geller x reader, platonic!rory gilmore x reader

✫ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ;; not canon gilmore girls timeline (for the most part), rom-com energy, adult humor, asshole!tristan, family issues, the rest is to be determined...

✫ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ;; i am rewatching gilmore girls and of course, i've been inspired to write a fanfic because there are not enough tristan fanfics on tumblr. i hope y'all enjoy, this is very self-indulgent lmao. i love tristan sm and i think a rom-com esk fanfic would bring me (and everyone) so much joy. thank you so much for reading! let me know if i should make a taglist for this series.

dedicated to my beautiful best friend, @autumntales 🩷

main masterlist. gilmore girls masterlist. playlist.

0 of 15 chapters published. started: july 31, 2023 deadline: october 1, 2023

prologue

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

. . .

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neon-ufo · 3 months

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I'll start renovations. I can't wait 'till the mason has the bleak realization we'll have to knock the whole wall through. I'll tear them down, as much as it is hurting me. I'll tear them down.

Song for February: Bottoms of Barrels by Chewie

~~~ This month I wanted to include a nod to Lubi's first design, since I finished the first picture of him 5 years ago on February 14th, making that his birthday. The blurred image in the mirror is that old picture <:

#I used a photo from the Vogue Paris 'Kisses from Berlin' editorial for pose reference #monthly lubi #lubi #oc #original character #experimental art #luv

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littleminipop5 · 4 months

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The steven meme from twitter, they are EVERYTHING to me.

#drawing #oc #fanart #anthro #sfw furry #where in the world is carmen sandiego #carmen sandiego #franceour #un monstre à paris #a monster in paris #vivo movie #vivo #Vivo Netflix #Littleminipop art

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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something like… reader had a toxic relationship and gets surprise when kylian help her with her period.

this 😩❤️

kylian mbappe x reader

tw : period, blood, panic attack, mention of past toxic relationship

My angel

The moment you woke up you knew something was off. You were spending the night at Kylian’s and there was no reason for you to be worried about a thing, expect, you woke up around midnight when you felt cramps in your lower abdomen and something sticky between your legs.

You tiredly opened your eyes and turned the lamp on your nightstand on.

“Shit shit shit” you whispered to yourself when you saw the blood staining Kylian’s white sheets.

You were panicking.

This only happened once with your ex boyfriend and he got so mad at you, yelling and screaming saying that you were supposed to know when your period was approaching you. You remembered how furious he was because you ruined his bedsheets and how he wanted you to clean everything, not even caring you were in pain and losing more blood. You didn’t want that to happen with Kylian too. You knew you came from a very toxic relationship and that kind of stuff will never happen with Kylian but the trauma was still living inside you and you couldn’t help but worry.

Kylian felt when you stood up from the bed but thought you were going to use the bathroom so he didn’t care. He got worried when he heard your trembling voice calling his name.

“Kyky…” you tried to wake him up softly “Kyky…can you please wake up?” you shook him a little.

“What…” he opened his eyes and got worried when he saw you standing next to his nightstand and tears covering your face.

“Is everything okay?” he asked sitting up.

“Not really…can you stand up for me only for five minutes please? I promise I’ll be quick” you said.

“For what?” he asked.

“I-I just got my period….” you softly whispered, too embarrassed to even look at him in the eyes “…I stained the bedsheets, I promise I’ll be quick and change them now, I just need you to stand up for five minutes” you panicked a bit.

“Nonsense” he said “I’ll take care of it…you need to relax my love, I’ll run a bath for you” he said standing up.

“You don’t have to. It’s okay, I can take care of it just now….give me a second to get changed and I’ll put on the new bedsheets, I know it’s gross and ” you tried to argue back but Kylian wasn’t having it.

“Mon amour…” he put his hands on your shoulders “I can take care of it…you don’t have to worry about a thing, it’s completely normal, it happens and I’m not grossed about it, now why don’t you relax and I’ll prepare you a warm bubble bath?” he asked again and you nodded, not able to form any word, still shocked by his kindness and concern about you.

You went straight into the bathroom ad Kylian followed you and prepared you a hot bath and lighted up your favorite candles too.

“You relax now okay my angel?” he kissed your cheek and left with clean bedsheets.

He put the dirty sheets in the washing machine and in a few minutes he had changed it all. He came back to the bathroom where he found you playing with the bubbles and he smiled.

“I got you clean clothes” he smiled, putting your clothes next to the sink.

No one ever cared about you like this and honestly you were feeling a little bit overwhelming by everything.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, sensing your panic.

“No…not really” you whispered.

“What can I do to help you?” he sat on the border of the tub.

“It’s not that…but no one ever cared about me when I have my period like you are doing now…like, it’s new to me and I don’t know how to react…” you said keeping your head low.

“Is the bath making you feel better?” he asked.

“Yes…a lot” you said honestly.

“Then that’s everything I have to know…I care about you mon amour, I don’t want to be afraid to tell me when something like that happens again okay? I’m not grossed or ashamed about it, it’s natural and completely normal. All that matters to me is that you’re feeling okay and you’re not in too much pain” he said, his fingers lifting your chin up a little bit so he could watch you straight into the eyes.

“Thank you, a lot” you thanked him.

“I’m here for you, always” he kissed your lips in a very gentle way and you melted a little into the kiss.

Once you were done with the bath he helped you wearing the clean pajamas che got you before and he laid back in bed with you.

His hands around your waist, pressing a little into your lower abdomen so he could keep you warm. You both fell asleep again, finding comfort into each other’s arms.

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ruerock · 1 year

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my danganronpa ocs!! i have all 15 of them but these r the main two 🫶 ill be posting the rest later in separate posts!

#oc: paris #oc: yami #ocs: danganronpa #danganronpa oc #fanganronpa #danganronpa ocs #danganronpa #my art

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yamsgarden · 4 months

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It was such a wonderful year artwise and in my personnal life... Maybe even the best ever

Let's see what chaos 2024 holds for humanity

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boobo13cambridge · 1 year

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Unexpectedly Expecting | Kylian Mbappé

Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader

Warnings: kissing? Mainly just fluff.

Summary: After feeling unusually exhausted and nauseous during your weekly gym dates, you find out some really happy news

A/N: Hello, everyone! I felt so bad for posting the last request so late, so I wanted to give you this one too as an early treat. Enjoy, lovelies ❣️

As you step out of the house with a water bottle in hand, Kylian is already outside stretching his muscles and taking in the fresh morning air. The sun has just started to rise, casting a soft golden light over the city. You can't help but admire how handsome he looks.

Together, you both have made it a weekly tradition to exercise. You enjoy taking long walks, jogging around the park, and lifting weights at the gym. Every time you are together, you push each other to do better and keep going. These dates are something you both cherish and look forward to every week.

But today feels different. You can't keep up with Kylian's pace, and you feel exhausted and nauseous. Kylian can sense that something is wrong as he looks at you. You can see the concern on his face as he asks, "Are you okay, mon amour? You don't look so good."

You reply weakly, "I don't know, Kylian. I feel so tired, and my stomach is queasy. Maybe I just need to lie down."

Kylian looks at you with a worried expression, "Are you sure you don't want to go see a doctor?"

You shake your head, "No, I don't want to bother the doctor. It's probably nothing."

Kylian nods his head, understanding your hesitation to go to the doctor. He gently takes your hand and helps you out of the gym, wrapping his arm around your waist as he guides you to the car.

Once you're seated, Kylian drives carefully and attentively, making sure not to jostle you around too much. "Te sens-tu mieux, mon coeur ?"he asks, glancing at you with concern. ("Are you feeling better, my heart?")

You shake your head weakly. "Pas vraiment. My stomach feels like it's doing somersaults." ("Not really.")

He keeps a careful eye on the road, making sure not to hit any bumps or potholes.

"Is the car ride making you feel worse?" he asks, glancing at you again.

You nod, feeling the nausea rising up in your throat. "I think so. Can we please get home soon?"

Kylian nods understandingly and turns onto your street. As soon as he parks the car, he jumps out and comes around to your side, opening the door and helping you out.

"Let's get you inside," he says, wrapping his arm around your waist and guiding you to the door. "I'll make you some tea and we can just relax for a bit."

You lean your head against his shoulder, grateful for his support. "Merci, Kylian."

Kylian just smiles and kisses the top of your head. "Anything for you, mon amour."

As soon as you cross the threshold, Kylian takes off his shoes and rushes to the kitchen to make you some tea. He selects a delicate blend of green tea that he knows you love and brews it to perfection. He carefully adds a spoonful of honey to it, hoping that the sweet taste will help ease your nausea.

When he brings you the tea, he makes sure to sit down next to you and hold your hand. He rubs soothing circles on your back as you take small sips of the tea, hoping that it will help settle your stomach.

But the smell of the tea makes your nausea worse, and you feel a sudden urge to vomit. Kylian immediately jumps into action, holding your hair back as you retch into the toilet. He keeps a steady hand on your back, whispering comforting words to you as you try to calm down.

"Shh, ça va aller, bébé. Je suis là avec toi," he murmurs, rubbing your back soothingly. "Just take deep breaths and let it all out."

You nod weakly, feeling grateful for Kylian's presence. After a few minutes, you start to feel better, and Kylian helps you up from the bathroom floor.

"Let's get you back to bed," he says, leading you back to the bedroom. "You should rest for a while."

You nod again, feeling too tired and weak to protest. Kylian helps you settle back into bed and covers you with a blanket, sitting next to you and holding your hand.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asks, his voice filled with concern. You shake your head, feeling tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. "No, Kylian. You've done enough. Thank you for taking care of me."

Kylian just smiles and leans down to kiss your forehead. "I'll always take care of you, mon amour."

The next morning, you wake up feeling even worse. You stumble to the bathroom and vomit again, with Kylian rushing in behind you to hold your hair back and rub your back.

After you finish, Kylian looks at you with concern and says, "I think we need to call the doctor, mon amour. This isn't normal, and I don't want you to keep suffering like this."

You nod weakly in agreement, grateful for his support. Sitting down beside you on the bed, Kylian takes out his phone and calls his physician. After a few rings, the doctor answered, "Bonjour Kylian, comment puis-je vous aider?" ("Hello Kylian, how can I help you?")

"Bonjour docteur, c'est à propos de ma femme. Elle a été malade toute la nuit, elle a vomi plusieurs fois et elle se sent vraiment mal ce matin,” replied Kylian, tracing soft circles on the back of your hand.

("Hello doctor, it's about my wife. She has been sick all night, she has vomited several times and she feels really bad this morning.")

"Does she feel any nausea or dizziness?"

"Yes, she's been very nauseous and she feels very tired."

Pausing for a second, the doctor continues, “I suggest you have her take a pregnancy test. Morning sickness and fatigue are often signs of early pregnancy.”

Hearing the word pregnancy made you jolt in surprise as you looked at Kylian, his eyes mirroring your expression. "Really? Do you think that's possible?” You tightened your hold on Kylian’s hand as the doctor replied, "Yes, it could be possible. Have her take the test and call me with the results.”

Kylian thanked the doctor and hung up the phone, you look at him with a mixture of anxiety and excitement. Pulling you into his lap, Kylian warps his arms around in comfort, "The doctor thinks it's possible that you might be pregnant. He suggested that you take a pregnancy test. What do you think, mon amour?"

As Kylian speaks, you can feel your heart beating faster with a mix of fear and excitement. The news has caught you off guard, and you're not quite sure how to feel. You lean into him, feeling comforted by his embrace, and take a deep breath.

"I...I don't know, Kylian. It's just...sudden. But at the same time, I can't help feeling excited about the possibility." You say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Kylian squeezes you tighter, "I know, mon amour. It's okay to feel both scared and excited at the same time. Whatever the result of the test is, we will face it together, okay?"

You nod, but despite his reassurances your mind races with a million thoughts. You feel a wave of excitement at the possibility of being pregnant, but at the same time, you're filled with a sense of apprehension. What if something goes wrong? What if you're not ready for this?

Kylian notices the mix of emotions on your face and gently brushes a strand of hair away from your forehead. "You're not alone in this, and I promise to be with you every step of the way,” he reassures you. “I’ll ask my assistant to go buy a test for us.”

Shaking your head, you look at him, “No, Ky. I have some in the bathroom. But, can you hold me for a bit, please?”

Kylian smiles warmly, “Of course, mon ange,” he says, pulling you closer to him. You feel his arms wrap tightly around you, and his warmth provides a sense of comfort and security. You lay there for a while, snuggled up together, enjoying the intimacy of the moment.

Eventually, Kylian gently pulls away from you and heads to the bathroom to retrieve the pregnancy test. As he comes back to the bedroom, he sees the apprehension in your eyes and gives you a reassuring smile. “Don't worry, je suis là pour toi,” he says, handing you the test.

Taking a deep breath, you head to the bathroom and follow the instructions on the test. Once you’re done peeing on the stick, Kylian comes in just as he hears you flush. Hugging you from behind you as you wash your hands. He gently kisses your neck trying to calm your nerves. You gently scratch the back of his head, bringing him closer to you as you anxiously wait for the results.

The timer you had set on your phone goes off jolting you and Kylian as you both look at each other with silly nervous grins spreading on your faces as your hearts pound with anticipation mixed with fear at the prospects of being parents.

“Omg, Ky. I’m so nervous”, you let out a shaky breath tightly gripping Kylian’s arms that are wrapped around your waist. “Me too, bébé. Let’s both look at it. On the count of three.”

Nodding, you reach over to grab the pregnancy test, your husband’s hand holding yours tightly. You felt him take a deep breath, his chest rubbing against your back, “One, two, three.”

Two lines. You were pregnant.

“We're pregnant!” he exclaims, hugging you tightly as he buried his face at junction between your neck and shoulder. You both dissolve into a fit of laughter and tears of joy, knowing that your lives are about to change forever. You could feel his heart beating rapidly, matching the pace of yours. “We did it,” he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. “We're going to be parents.”

Turning in his hold, you grab his face and kiss him passionately. Kylian's arms tighten around you, pulling you in closer as you feel the weight of the moment. You can hardly believe it - you're going to be parents!

Your lips part for a moment, and you both gasp for air before diving back in for another kiss. You can feel Kylian's smile against your lips as he deepens the kiss, his hands roaming over your body.

Breaking the kiss, Kylian looks at you with a mixture of love and amazement. "I can't believe it," he says, his voice choked with emotion. "We're going to have a baby."

You can hardly contain your excitement, and you bury your face in his chest, tears streaming down your face. "I'm so happy, Ky," you whisper. "I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love you, and now we're going to create a life together."

Kylian holds you tightly, his fingers running through your hair as you both revel in the moment. You can feel his heartbeat, steady and strong against your chest, and it fills you with a sense of peace and contentment. You know that there will be challenges ahead, but you also know that you'll face them together.

As you pull away from his embrace, you meet his gaze and smile. "We have so much to do," you say, your mind racing with thoughts of baby names, nursery decor, and everything in between.

Kylian nods, his eyes shining with excitement. "We'll figure it out," he says, his voice filled with determination. "We'll do it together, and we'll be the best parents we can be."

With those words, a sense of profound conviction grips you, and you feel a surge of determination to face any challenges that may come your way, confident that you and Kylian will stand together as a stalwart team, resolute and unwavering in your commitment to each other and to the journey that lies ahead.

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the-parentheticals · 10 months

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Oh my god it’s been a month. I am not very fast at art, as you may have gathered.

Anyway, this is the person whose crime is most similar to their prison number, honestly.

Name – Asano Hayami (浅野速水) (the kanji in her last name mean “shallow,” “plain,” and the ones in her first name mean “quick,” “water”)

Age - 18

Gender – Female

Birthday – Sept. 6

Height – 190 cm

Blood Type – O

Image Colour - #F9E076

Occupation – High school student (third year)

Personality – To most people, Hayami is fairly blunt and straightforward. She can come off as rude most of the time, but she truly has no ill intentions for anyone.

However, if she feels friendly, she can be quite boisterous and lively, casually joking around with people, despite what she’s previously said.

Canon Cover – Half (one of these things is not like the others! Her voice is fairly deep, but not nearly as deep as this one goes)

DECO*27 Cover – Two Breaths Walking

Vocaloid Cover – Transparent Elegy

“Es, isn’t it? Well, I can’t say I’m happy to be here. Who really wants to be in prison, ever if you are a guard? The name’s Asano Hayami, if you have to know.”

“…hey, tell me it’s not true. It’s not really her. Please, tell me…”

MV – Red

Her MV would mostly be in shades of dark yellow and green, with two exceptions.

The MV starts with her, dressed in a soccer uniform, talking to someone with long, light purple hair in a locker room until a group of people in the same uniform as her walk past, and both of them disappear when they’ve passed. Throughout most of the video, the camera is angled so that everyone else is cut off at the neck, even when Hayami’s in the same shot as them.

Hayami lies across a row of desks with her eyes closed. The one just beyond the one she’s lying on has a white flower in a glass vase. She’s covered in bruises.

Hayami sits on the bench during a soccer game before catching sight of someone offscreen and running onto the field. The game continues, with her as one of the star players and scoring the winning goal. When the game ends, it begins raining, and Hayami shoves her cleats and another pair of shoes into her bag before leaving, away from the person who she looked at earlier.

The video cuts back to her lying across the row of desks, until the shadow of a fellow student shows up, and Hayami scrambles back to her seat while the person walks forward and stops at the desk with the flower.

Hayami falls on the floor, and the scene around her changes to the soccer field again. She’s visibly in pain from being struck in the chest, and a bright red card lands right in the middle of it.

The MV cuts to a school assembly where all the students are holding up a flyer with the vague figure of a girl with long hair, except for Hayami. She finally holds it up, but the scene is shot from behind so that the girl’s face isn’t seen.

In the last scene, the white flower in the classroom has all its petals fall off.

Trivia

She acknowledges that what she did was bad and does regret it, but she doesn’t believe it was unforgiveable. Just a mistake anyone could have made.

As you may have guessed, she’s a bit like Mu in that her crime involves bullying.

She and Tamaki have the theme “relationship ignorance.”

#milgram-p #milgram #milgram oc #hayami asano #pari's ocs #prisoner 004 #my stuff

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