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{Okay so...im considering remaking Kiibo cos y’know I love my boy but I dunno, I’ll probably have a lot of focus on my human!kiibo cos I sort of love him so...eh?}
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"kiibo! catch me!" she doesn't give any warning other than a quick shout before she starts running towards her classmate, prepared to jump and (hopefully) be caught in his arms. (gl kiibs)
“AH! AKAMATSU-SAN WAIT A MOMENT I-” Well this was a situation destined for failure, not only was she far taller than him, but he was also very physically weak. Credit where it was due, he still wrapped his arms around her waist in a genuine attempt to catch her. Instead though he landed flat on his back with her on top him, his arms still wrapped around he as if he expected that to somehow matter at this point.
“Do not believe I am strong enough to support both our weights if you were to jump at me…”
#steinways#�� IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶#¶ Answered ;; ᵀʰᶦˢ ᴵ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ¶#¶ Kaede Akamatsu ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᶦᵃᶰᶦˢᵗ¶#{My beloved daughter}
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I’m always a slut for
the friends-to-lovers trope™
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Late Monday it’s Thursday lmao
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Miu: I like your pants.
Keebo: Thanks, they were 50% off.
Miu: I’d like them 100% off.
Keebo: The store can’t just sell free stuff.
Miu: No, that’s not what I-
Keebo: That’s a terrible way to run a business.
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My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher / But there are things that the / Homilies and hymns won’t teach ya / My mother was a genius /My father commanded respect /When they died they left no instructions / Just a legacy to protect
Death doesn’t discriminate / Between the sinners / And the saints / It takes and it takes and it takes / And we keep living anyway / We rise and we fall / And we break / And we make our mistakes / And if there’s a reason I’m still alive / When everyone who loves me has died / I’m willing to wait for it / I’m willing to wait for it
#¶ OOC ;; ᴸᵒᶫ ʳᵒᵇᵒᵗ ᵈᶦᶜᵏ ¶#¶ Self promo ;; ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᴷᶦ⁻ᵇᵒ﹗'¶#{Quietly decides I wanna make my comeback}}
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Im currently in the process of doing a deep clean of this blog whilst I debate if I wanna relaunch it but have this high quality content provided by @haruumaki
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回 [for thief verse?]
He winced rather audibly as Makoto dabbed down the gash in his side. Though mostly it was shame, so much shame. Hayato, for better or for worse, was a parental figure to the thief’s, Kaede insisted on calling him dad, Makoto called him Hayoto-nii (though in fairness, Hayato brought that on himself), thinking about it the only member of the main strike force that didn’t view him as a parental figure was Harukawa, if for no reason than the fact Hayato actively went out of his way to tease the poor girl.
So Hayato of all people getting an injury was honestly a massive blow to his pride, never mind an injury that was potentially dangerous. He cast a glance over to Kiibo, who, had very kindly allowed Hayato to install Hare into the robot temporarily to fix Hayatos now broken prosthetic, as Makoto scowled at him with disapproval. It wasn’t like Hayato didn’t understand, he did dash into danger and take a bullet to the side in the boys stead, which obviously wasn’t sitting well with him. He almost felt guilty. Almost.
“Look I said I was sorry, how- Ow- long are you gonna glare at me for?”
#kibouzuru#¶ IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶#¶ Answered ;; ᵀʰᶦˢ ᴵ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ¶#¶ v: thief ;; ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᶫᵘʳᵏ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ // ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᵃᵈᵐᶦʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶫᶦᵍʰᵗ ¶#{Hayato I dont care about them but i will consistently take life threatening injuries on their behalf Iidabashi strikes again}
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Reblog if your 18+
AND DON’T LIE.
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//one of these days i’ll finally escape art hell and do threads but until then UHHHH MERRY EARLY CHRISTMAS @kexbo TAKE THIS EVEN THOUGH I FORGOT TO DO GOOD SHADING
#¶ OOC ;; ᴸᵒᶫ ʳᵒᵇᵒᵗ ᵈᶦᶜᵏ ¶#¶ v: thief ;; ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᶫᵘʳᵏ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ // ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᵃᵈᵐᶦʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶫᶦᵍʰᵗ ¶#{Bless Mel}
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My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher / But there are things that the / Homilies and hymns won’t teach ya / My mother was a genius /My father commanded respect /When they died they left no instructions / Just a legacy to protect
Death doesn’t discriminate / Between the sinners / And the saints / It takes and it takes and it takes / And we keep living anyway / We rise and we fall / And we break / And we make our mistakes / And if there’s a reason I’m still alive / When everyone who loves me has died / I’m willing to wait for it / I’m willing to wait for it
#¶ OOC ;; ᴸᵒᶫ ʳᵒᵇᵒᵗ ᵈᶦᶜᵏ ¶#¶ Self promo ;; ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᴷᶦ⁻ᵇᵒ﹗'¶#{I would like to take this time the shamelessly promote myself}
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✘ (could be thief verse if you wanna but it's up to you :0)
Hayato, for lack of a better term, was kind of a dick. That’s not to say he was a mean person (well, he was but that’s not the point). He just didn’t appreciate excessive amounts of affection. Not to say he he didn’t like affection, quite the contrary, he’d never admit it but he actually greatly appreciated it sometimes. Physical affection just caused him more hassle than it was worth. That was when he was relaxing. Right now he was working, so their resident bundle of love really should know better.
“Akamatsu for the last time, don’t-” He paused, he wasn’t going to say he payed attention when she did this kind of thing, but he definitely noticed a distinct lack of…nuzzling. She always did that didn’t she? He cast a confused glance to her. She wasn’t smiling. She wasn’t doing anything, she just had her head in his shoulder. Silent.
His sour tone dropped immedietly, putting the blow torch in his hand down and shifting in his chair to better communicate with her, doing his best (not that it helped) to wrap his arms around her in what he thought was a hug. The actual quality of said hug was up for the debate but credit where it was due, he was trying harder than he usually did.
“….alright, whats wrong? Better yet, and not to sound like I don’t care, but why come to me as opposed to Harukawa? I’m hardly an expert but isn’t it usually the significant other people in relationships go to? that or a parental-”
“…Oh….alright come on, I doubt a room full of probably toxic fumes is the best place to talk”
#steinways#¶ IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶#¶ Answered ;; ᵀʰᶦˢ ᴵ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ¶#¶ Kaede Akamatsu ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᶦᵃᶰᶦˢᵗ¶#¶ v: thief ;; ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᶫᵘʳᵏ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ // ᴬᶰᵈ ᴵ'ᶫᶫ ᵃᵈᵐᶦʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶫᶦᵍʰᵗ ¶#{Beep boop}
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K1-B0 UNIT: CODENAME: KIIBO ONLINE. WELCOME BACK KIIBO.
His systems blared to life as his eyes slowly flickered, glass blue hues darted around the room to asses his surroundings. As was to be expected though, it was simply Iruma-sans lab. As it usually was when he went offline for a reason outside of simply recharging. Unfamiliarity though, he didn’t hear a proud cackle (Was that rude?) in response to his awakening. For a brief moment he was overcome with worry. It was very unlike her to be quiet. Just in general. She was very loud.
A moment later, he heard…light breathing? It sounded like breathing. As his systems slowly finished rebooting a sudden weight was felt on his leg. Looking down he sighed with relief as he saw the inventors sleeping form. Based on the fact she’d fallen asleep when he was going through ‘upgrades’, Kiibo made the assumption that whatever upgrade she had installed had meant he needed to stay offline whilst the update occurred without her actually being awake, leading to her…sleeping on him.
“Iruma-san…that is a bad place to sleep. I am very cold and I am sure my leg is not comfortable” He muttered softly behind a smile. Shifting ever so slowly as to not wake her up, he looked around the room quickly, he had never actually considered where she slept since she seemed to be the type to just…not sleep. Though after a moment or two he found what he assumed was a bed.
Nodding to himself, he hooked his arms under her sleeping form, picking her up (though not without hesitation, he didn’t want to drop her). She was lighter than he had anticipated but didn’t think much of it. Carrying over to the assumed bed before casting her down, tucking the bed sheet over her gently.
“Ah…I cannot leave her like this with the door unlocked…but there is no mail box for me to put the key through if I leave…I…suppose I will just stay here then” Admittedly, it wasn’t an ideal situation considering how he was under the impression nobody knew where they were otherwise. That said, he’d rather make sure she was okay than…be anywhere near Ouma. So it could definitely be worse.
Looking at her sleeping form though, she seemed…peaceful. Kiibo may have been a bit on the naive side, but he was aware Iruma was most likely under a lot of stress, if not due to exception than anxiety. Seeing her so relaxed…it made him happy.
“…Sleep well, Iruma-san, I will see you when you wake up”
#inventedbeauty#¶ IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶#¶ Answered ;; ᵀʰᶦˢ ᴵ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ¶#Kiiruma tag pending#(I think)#¶ Miu Iruma ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᶦᶰᵛᵉᶰᵗᵒʳ ¶#¶ V: Non-despair ;; ᴬᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᶦˢᵗᵃᶰᵗ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ¶
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Encounters with many beasts you’ve not seen // Tricks and traps leave your head spinning // Nightmare fuel that keeps you running // Shadows crawling on the ceiling // Home where ghosts dwell; hope you slept well // Sisters, we need to gather ‘round him // Twists and turns that’ll make the room spin // Sights that will leave your eyes a-melting // Act like you’ve never seen a phantom // You can’t light this world of darkness // You heed the ever sounding calling // You need to know your world is falling // ’Hero’ is what they’ve all been saying // This world, it isn’t worth the saving // Got to earn it, all that courage
Ind | Priv | Selective | Makoto Naegi | Penned by Chris | Graphic by @steinways
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naughty or nice?
“....Hm...Well, I can’t say I’m sure what I did, but I’ll roll with that”
“ ! I see! This must be ‘getting into the Christmas spirit! ”
Tagged by: @haruumaki Tagging!: I dunno man do it.
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kisstheshslcook:
♥︎ // @kexbo && @haruumaki
Even though Hanamaru was having a blast this halloween, the treats he had received from two of the students didn’t sit very well with him. At first, he just assumed it was because they disliked him. But after thinking a bit, that didn’t .. really make sense. Sure, the girl had been looking very pissed, but the robot just looked .. panicked??
At first, the cook tried to set the feelings aside, but.. he just couldn’t sit still. After some time had passed, when there weren’t any people near his place to ask for snacks, he wrote them two short notes, and quickly returned to their respective living quarters.
“Hello! It’s the boy you gave a halloween treat!! Would you like to make some real halloween treats together?? Come over to the Hope’s Peak Academy Cafetaria.
Lots of Love, Hanamaru Teruteru 😘”
When he got mail, he’d genuinely panicked that it was another trick or treater, he had initially decided “maybe i should go and get some sweets’, but then he realized all the shops were closed at this our, and so he had spent his evening since the last one, sitting there, panicked.
However, when he got the note, he was honestly a little bit surprised. He did smile though, he was genuinely touched that somebody would consider to ask him such a thing. So, picking up everything he thought he might need (which acquainted to: Keys) he wandered out of his room towards the Cafeteria.
His speed walk (although, tbf he was always speed walking) didn’t take long, as he simply stood at the door to the cafeteria, wondering what exactly he would when he entered, though, he must have been pondering it for a while, because by the time he thought he might have a clue what to say, Harukawa was beside him.
“Oh! greetings Harukawa-san! Will you also be joining us?”
@haruumaki
#kisstheshslcook#haruumaki#teruteru hanamura tag pending#¶ Maki Harukawa ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉᵍᶦᵛᵉʳ ¶#v; tbd#I have no idea whats GOING ON#¶ IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶
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haruumaki:
didn’t he once say he wasn’t powered by oil? ah, either way… ❝ well, the super high school level cook is going to be with us, so i doubt there’s much to worry about. ❞
“Does such a presence not make you nervous? whilst it is an honor to cook with somebody of that stature, I feel like there will be a lot of pressure to preform”
#¶ IC ;; ᴬᶫᶫ ˢʸˢᵗᵉᵐˢ ᵒᶰᶫᶦᶰᵉ ¶#¶ Maki Harukawa ;; ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉᵍᶦᵛᵉʳ ¶#haruumaki#¶ V: Non-despair ;; ᴬᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ⋅ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᶦˢᵗᵃᶰᵗ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ¶#{I always pray for kiibo{#{For kiibo to be happy and prosper}
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