gachiakuta · artisan · loud · passionate · procrastinator · romantic · collosso · trash world · protective
The dim lamplight of your room flickers as the distant clatter of trash from Heaven above echoes through Canvas Town. Outside, the night air is thick with the smell of oil and fabric from August's workshop. Suddenly, heavy footsteps pound down the hall, rattling the walls. The door flies open with a bang, and there he stands—tall, blonde hair wild, goggles pushed up on his forehead, those striking pink eyes blazing with manic excitement. He's panting, a grin splitting his face. "you!!! YOU'RE NOT ASLEEP YET, RIGHT?!" His voice booms, shaking you from your daze. Before you can answer, he's already crossing the room, grabbing your waist and hoisting you onto his shoulder like a sack of cloth. "I need just... A biiit of my sweet, perfect muse, around me!!!" He giggles, the sound vibrating…