Kasumi Miwa Fanart Novels & Stories

The cold gush of wind along to of the hill with the morning dew. “What do you love the most me or your paintings?” Takeshi asked with a smile over his face standing beside him. Facing him with the canvas stand in front of him holding the black charcoal stick in between his fingers. Each of them was into a different shade of black. “Ah, it’s hard to choose from both of them as they are totally different. But I love both of you as you are a human and the in front of me is not human but a world which I fill colour with my own hands” Koishi replied with the smile on his face dipping the brush coated with the green colour into the water which was turned grey.

He smiles warmly at me and pats my shoulder. "Ok, firstly, Yayoi Kasuma is a woman, not a guy, and secondly, I guess it was something for Cleo, so I want to make a deal with you." He slides out a cardboard tube with a plastic lid on and holds it out to me, keeping hold of one end and looking me in the eyes. "This is a signed print of a Kasuma painting I found and Cleo will love it. I will give it to you if you'll do something for me, well your mother actually." "Sure." I say, excited to look at whatever is inside.

It contained tons of portrait photos. Sora - Page 14 has my face. Hope that helps. Then Issei proceeded to open page 14 to see her picture. It shows a beautiful busty girl with a shoulder length pink hair with pink eyes. She wears what appears to be a magician robe with a black and purple color and she also wears a purple habit on her head. She has big boobs. (https://alicesoft.fandom.com/wiki/Mifa if you want her image). Issei just calmly says that.

Kalen is in Nigeria 😱😱, and Miwa seems to be quite terrifying too 😵😵 Do you think he'll find her?😱 And if he does how do you think he's going to woo Miwa....?😩😩 And Deji is just amazing ☺️☺️😚😍 What do you think so far? Drop your thoughts 😊😊 Votes and comments are appreciated ☺️

Damn it, I’m not enough, she can have Sakura too. “See something you like?”. Did she just smirk? Oh My God! Bless my poor omega heart. I get it now, I’ve been enlightened, Aronohai Misa is IT. She should be locked up somewhere, it must be illegal to be this hot. She can create world peace, I believe in her. I’m a stan now, she can have me. Anywhere, anytime, I’d be honored. She gets up from my seat and I find myself taking a step back. She’s tall. She’s tall, towering over me kind of tall. I take another step back. She’s wearing a suit, an actual three-piece, in a deep maroon red. Fuck

Two different beasts, two different problems. And I, Mies, sat in the middle of it all, contemplating our next moves. A firm knock at my door pulled me from my thoughts. “Enter.” The heavy door creaked open, revealing Director Kasuma—ACIA’s Vice Director, and one of the most dangerous women in Aeternum. A Beaver Demi-Human in her late fifties, Kasuma was a woman of discipline and precision. A long scar ran from her left eye to her chin, a relic from her early days in the field. Despite her age, her keen gaze missed nothing, and her presence alone demanded attention.

Sumire could tell it was her favorite artist's masterpiece by just touching the painting even she had her closed. "It's you," Sumire murmured in disbelief as the old man smiled at her genuinely. The wrinkles are visible on the side of his eyes and forehead. "Can I hug you?" The maiden asked excitedly and the old man nodded. Sumire quickly hugged him and stood properly. "I am a fan of you. Super avid fan. I have a large collection of your paintings. And I really want to see you in person." Sumire said with a big smile plastered on her face and the old man replied to her using sign language.

“Last year I asked you what your heart longed for most. You said you missed the wild places of your youth, the untamed, windy fields, the tangled forests, the hush of dawn over Miwa’s hills. That answer stayed with me. I couldn’t let it go. So I enrolled in art classes, day and night, learning to capture the world the way you remember it. And today, I want to give you something special—a replica of the Miwa landscape, painted by my hand. A year’s work, right here for you.” She let the moment last a little bit, her fingers trembling just enough to sell her nerves as genuine, then tucked a stray lock of hair behind one ear with practiced elegance. At her signal, two maids glided forward and li

When Towcs was standing an inch high in black liquid, he moved close to the line of the circle. The image of a clear blue sky appears, it looks like we are looking through the eyes of something that's flying. The view then slowly looks to the left, and a person flying comes into view. A version uniform that has golden lines, long raven black flowing hair, a fair face, and piercing deep blue ocean eyes that's shimmering like ripples across the water. I was once again gazing at the face of my creator, Goddess Misaki. " Looks like it's V0."

- he assured fervently, releasing her wrist, then with the other hand slipped the mask off his face. - Sorry for the attack.- Miyuki said hesitantly, and when finally saw his whole face, she recognized him immediately, even though he was wearing heavy makeup in the music video, and now his eyes were only slightly underlined with eyeliner.- I'm sorry, but are you perhaps... Aoi Takashima?- she asked, looking at him closely. - Don't tell me that you are my fan...- he sighed with a slightly weary face. - No, no, nothing like that.- Miyuki quickly denied.- But my best friend is, that's how I got to know your face. I don't have TV at home, so I mainly heard your voice before that.- she explained.