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Username: Rabbitheart
Name: Akiko "Aki" Akiyama
PPS or growing: As a non-owner, this was a really hard decision to make. Originally, I was going to say that I wanted her to be growing, but would keep her young for as long as possible because I would have loved to have her grow up and have a family some day, but now...I'm not so sure. When I started doing the art and titled the piece, I realized that it would be a lot more fun/interesting for her to be PPS because RP-ing characters as children has always been fun for me and I'd love to have a character who was forever a child. I'd be interested to see what their life was like and all since they will always be a child. Do they change schools so no one notices, do they re-do grades 1-7 or something? I've never had a PPS of a species before and somehow, I can't really imagine her as anything but a child because I love her as a child.
Favorite time of day(can be as specific as 5:38 pm or just evening):
"My favorite time of the day has ta be between 5:40 pm to 6:20 pm PST durin' Autumn. Because when the sunlight is nice an' golden as the sun is settin' an' when it hits the yellow, orange, red, and brown leaves on the trees, it just....just says...Autumn to me. It makes nature just sing it out loud. I love it! It makes me feel so happy to see the way nature looks at or around that time of day, it make me want to sing and dance outside in the leaves."

Art
art by me
Links to full sized version
Story
Hello, my name is Akiko Akiyama, but you can call me Aki. My mommy an' daddy say that my first name means "autumn child," which I think is perfect cuz I love autumn! Especially late-ish in the afternoon, around 5 or 6 pm when the sun is startin' to set and the light is nice an' golden. When it hits those fall colored leaves on the trees, it just...just says...Autumn to me. I love it! It makes me feel so happy to see the way nature looks at or around that time of day, so happy that it make me want to burst out in joy an' start to sing out loud and dance outside in the leaves.
Unfortunately, my mommy and daddy never let me go outside that late to do it though because that's when we have dinner and I also have to do homework. As each day goes by, I find myself lookin' outside my window, wishin' that I could go out there and do what I want to. Before I go to bed each nice, I promise myself that I'll finally do it tomorrow, but I never seem to keep that promise an' another day slips by.
Yesterday was different though.
Yesterday, I finally did it. I finally did just what I've always been wantin' to.
It all started as a really bad day at school. All the other kids laughed at me and made fun of me 'cuz this is my third time bein' in second grade. I have to bounce around to different schools so that no one notices that I never age. They only found out cuz I made the mistake of tellin' someone who I thought was my friend, but they weren't. I cried durin' recess, for the whole hour an' a half, cried 'til it hurt ta cry any more 'n my crying started to sound like I was gaspin' or chokin'. My eyes burned an' my throat was dry by the time recess was over an' I had to go back to class.
When I finally got home, I didn't want to cry any more. So, I grabbed my portable radio that my auntie got me one year for Christmas an' I went out to my favorite place in the yard an' waited for the sun to set, waited for the perfect time to come -my time.
While I waited, I started go through all the local radio stations, just lookin' for a song that I wanted to listen to. It took awhile, but I finally heard it. It was the latest Taylor Swift song, it was perfect for me right then an' I didn't care what anyone would've thought of me, but I stood up and walked out to where the amber sunlight was streamin' down an' started to dance like it was the happiest day of my life, like I didn't have a care in the world, like I wasn't sad at all.
And ya know what? I wasn't anymore. Sad that is. I was happy now.
When I realized this, I just started to sing at the top of my lungs:
"I'm dancing on my own (dancing on my own)
I make the moves up as I go (moves up as I go)
And that's what they don't know, mmm-mmm
that's what they don't know, mmm-mmm
But I keep cruising
Can't stop, won't stop grooving
It's like I got this music
In my mind
Saying, "It's gonna be alright."'
When the song finally ended, I just flopped down to the ground on my back with a big ol' grin on my face as I panted breathlessly from all the stuff I did, the singin' an' dancin' all at the same time. It was lots of fun and I really wanted to do it again, but it was startin' to get dark and I was scared to stay out much longer, plus my parents started calling to dinner. So I got up an' grabbed my radio and started headin' off towards the house.
As I ran back with my radio in paw, I stopped and looked over my shoulder back to the spot where I was and smiled happily to myself.
Tomorrow, I promised myself silently, Tomorrow, I'll do this again.
Unlike my old promise. I kept it. Now that I'd had a taste of what it felt like to do what I'd dreamed of, there was no letting go. Now, it's like my own little tradition. Every single day since then, when I have the free time, I come outside around about that time just to sing, dance, and basically have fun in the amber glow of the setting sun. Sometimes, I just stand out there an' let the sun beat on my face while I smile. I feel so peaceful at this time of day. It's my happy place, my happy time.
