sayaka is ded

                        falling, failing, falling                         i will change the world.                                                      ﹝ @maizno· ﹞

        he weaves hands together         as if in a faraway church         somewhere in neverland.

                                          ❛ … yeah i drink wee/d. so what. ❜

a hand so fertily winded ‘tween zephyr will clench FEEBLE- staring at ryota; eyes, lidded and attention seeking COMFORT: not this blatant mockery.

Halloween starter for @spookymaizono

“It looks like we’re the only two left who haven’t entered.” Chiaki commented, looking at the fellow student. Hope Peak’s haunted house was a gigantic one, taking up multiple floors of the building. Screams of fellow students could be heard echoing inside. Each group had to enter in a pair, waiting for the previous pair to get a ways in before they could go on.

“I’m Chiaki Nanami by the way. I’ve played a lot of horror games before, so I don’t think it should be too scary to me. It’s nice to meet you!” It seemed that they had a few minutes before they were allowed to enter, so it seemed to be a perfect time for introductions.

                                             ‘ maizono sayaka, ’                                        she holds out a hand, peeling her eyes away                                    from the looming figure of hopes peak and smiling                                         small-ly at who she now knows as nanami. ‘ it’s nice to meet you, too. and i’m thankful for your experience– i’ve always loved halloween, to tell you the truth, but…. i can’t help but get frightened seeing something like this. i’m glad to have you by my side, nanami-san… even though we just met, i have a GOOD FEELING. it may sound like meaningless intuition, but i’m almost never wrong! ’

to be completely honest, it’s rare that sayaka’s ever genuinely scared over something like ghosts, her only terrors are constant: the world forgetting her, the downfall of her career– losing everything she’s worked up to, her legacy leaving her. inwardly she may even scoff at the idea of a haunted house instilling fear within her; it was child’s play, really, and chalk-full of jump scares that only startle you if you aren’t paying attention– that’s what it was — startling, just startling, only shocking— merely a SURPRISE. it hadn’t been true fear, which sayaka knew well, leaving her (ideally) perfectly immune to the very thing she pretends(so carefully) to quiver before. and why fake fear? something forces her to, something deep inside of her saying it’s DANGEROUS- dangerous to stray from her stereotype; the idol, the ditz, the girl next door, she has to be the ideal, the understandable, the wantable, and there’s nothing desirable about someone deadpan in the face of fear, someone boring and stony faced. someone like her right now, someone who she’ll shove in a box and pretend doesn’t exist. 

       “It’s H-Halloween… I don’t enjoy th-this day very much. Those stupid b-b-brats from the Elementary Course enjoy p-p-picking on me.”

‘ they’re just kids, right? i’m sure they aren’t being sincere. (but) i’m sorry if they’re picking on you. maybe steer clear of the elementary course for a while? now that i think of it… what were you doing there in the first place?’ briefly she’ll stop, staring in disbelief– ‘ ….. fukawa-san. you’re in highschool. ’ (you’re not… an elementary schooler...)

faithfulseed:

“you da bomb!” said naegi.

‘thanks! i love my fans.’

@maizno

            ❝ Don’t be so modest, Maizono-chan! Your music’s really good! Your songs are really motivating and it’s obvious you put your heart into singing them. It’s okay to brag a little. ❞

‘ thanks- you flatter me, shiomi-san. and it’s not like i’m holding back, or anything, it’s more…. well, in some situations, bringing up my group’s success can be….misconstrued. it’s more of a habit, if anything. to keep me safe. if anything, i think YOU’RE being modest, shiomi-san. spending all your time complimenting OTHER PEOPLE… you should shine more of that positive light on yourself! ’

COUNTRIES I’VE LIVED IN → usa and i’ve never rlly left it :/// FAVOURITE FANDOM →  i never realy know about the fandom LANGUAGES YOU SPEAK →  only english// i studied italian for three years but i can only remember the basics so :/ /: FAVOURITE FILM OF 2015 → colonia LAST ARTICLE YOU READ → transcript: (indictment v. alice parker, no.2) love that Good Shit  SHUFFLE YOUR MUSIC LIBRARY AND PUT YOUR FIRST THREE SONGS HERE →  leaving nara - altj, the run and go - 21p, bruises - chairlift LAST THING YOU BOUGHT ONLINE →  pizza with stuff on it ANY PHOBIAS OR FEARS? →  bugs HOW WOULD YOUR FRIENDS DESCRIBE YOU? →  ugly HOW WOULD YOUR ENEMIES DESCRIBE YOU? →  “very cool” all of Raya’s enemies said, in unison. “and we wish we weren’t her enemies, to be frank” WHO WOULD YOU TAKE A BULLET FOR? →  NO ONE TBH....like Being Real in a situation like that i’d prob freeze, even if i wanted to die for that person. if i were somehow less skittish though, my brother! and a few friends. maybe even a stranger if they were someone who i thought really valued their life more than mine. like im more of a “well since im born here i am alive i guess” who would die for a “i’m alive. i’m alive and breathing and i couldn’t be more thankful for that. i have my life.in my own hands. i love my life. yablabla” though that might be a stretch i dont know this ones a toughie IF YOU HAD MONEY TO SPARE WHAT WOULD YOU BUY FIRST? → lots of cookies (california snowballs if you know whats up) and more pants honestly lmao i don’t have a lot of pants!!!! like sweat pants. all my pants are so tight. so i keep wearing pajamas to school (someone called me out today “pajama day was yesterday” spirit week is trippin up my schedule honestly these kids expecting me to dress wacky just bc its wednesday and to Not be in my pajumms)

♚ How many people don't like you?

@maizno

     ✧ the traditional prodigy walked around in the halls of the academy, humming a most pleasurable tune. it was one of the pop songs that a certain idol had released the other day. although she rarely found herself listening to such contemporary music due to her upbringing, the idol’s sweet sounding voice was very welcoming to her ears.      being entranced by the MELODY, hoshiko didn’t look where she bothered to go, and therefore causing her to bump into another student. she got up quickly and let out an ‘eep’ of a surprise, offering her hand to the other.       “i apologize! i didn’t know where i was…” her voice trailed off as soon as she saw the familiar blue hair that was often seen performing on stage. hoshiko let out a gasp of shock. “aren’t you sayaka maizono?” she asked in shock.

hitting the ground with a  plop! sayaka looks up immediately, confusion riddles with discomfort for only a second-- you’ll see in her face-- before she smiles BASHFUL, taking the hand offered in stride and helping herself up --- ‘ THANK you, ’  she says, really--really smiling, like she’s happy to be pushed over so long as she can take your hand, so long as she can witness an act of kindness come toward her-- because kindness, of course, would be foreign to a figure most adored. ( i wonder, will her level of POLITENESS and ETIQUETTE be misconstrued as CREEPY and STRANGE, at some point? maybe she should tone it down a bit, maybe she’s faking too much GRATITUDE. maybemaybemaybe. )