#80s theme

Two Hell's Studio ocs being silly ^^ The woman (Viktoria/Viki) is my oc while the guy (Michael) is @kapsloc7 oc :D! I decided to go with an 80s theme in this drawing!

Probably not finishing this any time soon, so pls appreciate the details so far.

My stupid loser 80s core Cleric of Metal for an upcoming DND campaign. He base off Eddie Riggs from Brutal Legend and also Jack Black in School of Rock...so, fantasy Jack Black. Kinda.

Everything was Purple, neon white lights flashed past you as the blonde man in front of you laughed boisteroustly. Cheerful synth music blasted from his motorcycles speakers, and he drove out of the over pass.

You clung to his shoulders, laughing as teh fuzzy blonde mop at the top of his head tickled your nose.

As you drove down the empty highway that overlooked the beautiful, midnight purple sea you felt like you were on top of the world.

Hizashi took a short cut through a small neighborhood, powerlines hanging above your head decorated with streamers, and popped balloons no one bothered to peel off.

It was part of the scene, your scene.

Hizashi, and you.

Utterly Inseparable.

You pulled up onto the moonlight beach.

The sand glowing white beneath the vehicle you rode upon. Hozashi stopped, turnig the wheel in a comfortable angle. He kicked down the stand, and took out his blanket.

Stars glittered like White diamonds above your head. They felt so close.

You smiled as you hopped off the bike. Hizashi grinned brightly, setting the blanket on the ground.

You both sat there, holding hands as love songs played on the radio.

There was such a strong pulse between you both.

"Hey Radiostar?" Your boyfriends goofy voice asked cautiously.

"Yeah DiscoKing?" You asked back sweetly.

"I know we dont have much, In the way of money, or a nice spot to sit in. However I was wondering, would you like to be my partener in crime?" Your eyes widened, glittering brighter than the stars above you.

"Oh my god Hizashi, yes!" You threw your arms around his neck, kissing him all over. You felt something slide around your neck.

A shell necklace, all your favourite colours.

"Till we can get you a nice slip FunkyHoney."

"This will be just perfect."

"For now?"

"For ever."

22XX _____________________________________

"Mr. Aizawa, Denki keeps trying to short circut himself!"

'Why. The. Hell. Did I take this job?' Aizawa thought irritated. He searches the room, scanning over everyones expressions with a dull one of his own.

"Hey Eraser!"

He turned his gaze over to the blonde that stood in the doorway, fuzzy mop standing erect on his head. Golden glasses covering Ruby orbs.

He saw a rainbow cover the sides of his vision. A common theme that happened when the blonde was around.

He smiled, knowing one day he'll tell him he knew. That he remembered.