#kemurii

[kenkemurii]

About Me :)

21, She/Her Pansexual

Call me: Kena, Kemurii, Murii, KK

Likes:

Anime (BSD,JJK,LinkClick,Sk8,Csm,Bllk), Music(Kpop,Jpop), Drawing, Eating, Frogs(my symbol of gayness), Racoons(I'll steal your heart then your food), Lipton(My typpa drug)

Dislikes:

Bad communication, Running, Grapes, Slugs, Reading(fuck that shit, I actually cant)

Hi! I'm Kena Kemurii ("thats not actually your name", HOW DID U GUESS?!) Idk what I'm doing on here maybe I'll write and post something one day, I'm still figuring shit out tho. I'm not on here often but I wanna be on here more often. I tend to forget shit tho (adhd, LmAO Im sO QuiRKy, that was sarcasm don't kill me 🏃‍♀️)

I love using smiley faces :) <3

I ain't for children so minors pls don't interact if I ever post.

[austempered]

when you and you bro get a little too IC

[aquanna-alight]

He had a lot of questions, and, to be honest, she’d never thought of any of them before. “I.....I dunno.....am I supposed to? Is that bad?”

aquanna-alight‌:

When he poked her, her whole body rippled, like poking your finger in a still pool. She rippled again with laughter in response. “That tickles!” Her tiny hands were placed on his finger. “Thats what I am! Water!”

As if to demonstrate, Aquanna jumped and, when she landed, seemed to splatter like a raindrop hitting the ground. However, she instantly re-formed, and held her arms out. “Ta-daa!!”

“Honestly, that’s pretty neat. But like…do you evaporate?? If there was maybe something really hot near you? Or maybe if you were in the really hot weather??”

[guriserin-blog]

kemurii replied to your post: kemurii: Dabi rper. Follow me. follow this edgy...

..You’re EDGY, you ball sack.

the fuck smells like beef jerky..?

[ungcii]

✎ //I am curious. o v o

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse| Accepting 

[watersplxsh]

kemurii replied to your post: “..I want a knife.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

[austempered]

❂ //o v o

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse... [ACCEPTING]

❂ = wiping blood off their face

Oh no, I made a sad. Also, Future Verse where they are adult Pro Heroes.

Pro Heroes worked closely with the police force, but it was an unspoken fact that the general public had lost faith in detectives and patrolmen. 

In retrospect, sometimes there were cases better left to a specialized task force- People who had undergone training and knew when to distance themselves from their job.

It had started out as a routine bust with Tsukauchi and his SWAT team providing assistance to he and Red Riot. Years upon years of waiting for the tiniest slip up that would lead to concrete evidence had finally paid off- Locating one of the safehouses that belonged to prominent underground trafficking ring tied to a yakuza brotherhood.

Another Pro with a stealth-oriented Quirk had scouted the perimeter encircling the building, securing Steel and Riot’s entry into the building. Where they had been expecting labs developing ‘Trigger’ for the black market, instead they discovered a variety of contraband supplied for far more heinous intentions.

Tetsutetsu had taken point, making short work of the thugs hanging around the ground floor. The significant lack of manpower didn’t seem right at all, a nagging unease prickling at the back of his mind. After he had kicked in the door to what looked like an audio-visual development room, his instincts were confirmed.

He hadn’t been exactly on the mark, but it wasn’t the kind of scenario that anyone would have drawn an immediate, logical conclusion to.

Steel’s sudden silence over the transceiver had immediately worried Riot, predictably rushing up to the second floor of the far too pedestrian hallways lined with spartan business offices. 

Real Steel had another thug pinned facefirst against the nearest wall, but the expression of cold intensity etched on the other Pro’s features- Riot had never seen his team mate look quite like that before. The sickening snap of bones fracturing beneath immense pressure made him wince, jumping into action to sprint to Steel’s position before he inflicted further damage to the criminal in his vice-like grip. Steel simply threw the criminal down onto the floor, kneeling over him as his right arm reeled back- The high polished shine of organic steel glinting in the overheard lighting. His fist came down like sledgehammer, making the back of the thug’s head crack against the ground as blood spurted from his lips in a fine mist.

“Hey, hey, hey- Are you trying to kill him?!” he shouted, nerves afray as his hand closed around the crook of the other Hero’s raised arm. Riot looped his arm up beneath Steel’s left shoulder, effectively pulling his partner off of the downed man by force, employing all of his upper body strength to keep the other Pro restrained.

“Riot, what the HELL happened?” Tsukauchi demanded, his normally smooth brow heavily creased in both anger and confusion. The detective barked out orders to secure the room, calling in the medics to stabilize the unconscious, twitching man on the floor. An armored member of the SWAT team kicked  the half-open door at the back of the office further into the darkened room, the only visible light coming from that of a laptop screen. He promptly doubled over and ripped his helmet off, becoming sick all over the tiles. Tsukauchi approached, then promptly yanked the power supply cord from the socket in the adjacent wall.

“Alright, people- Let’s get these boxes loaded up and moved to the station as evidence. NOW,” the detective ordered, sparing the now motionless Steel a brief, sidelong glance before getting back to work.

“Red… Don’t go in there,” Steel managed to growl out between clenched teeth, fresh blood still dripping from the ridges of his knuckles onto the floor.

Riot stared at that inconspicuous doorway for a brief moment, tearing his line of sight away to instead focus on his friend. The taller Pro’s body sagged suddenly within his arms, the metal sheen to his skin shifting back to that of it’s natural state. Gently, he reached out to drag the side of his thumb against the crimson flecks peppering Steel’s face- Cleaning the smears from the angle of his cheekbone, then the slope of his jaw.

“Hey… Breathe. It’ll be okay,” Kirishima said softly, roughly bumping the crown of his forehead against the side of Tetsutetsu’s left temple.

[austempered]

send me “boss battle”, and i’ll post the music that plays when your muse fights mine as a boss [ACCEPTING]

@kemurii asked:

BRO FIGHT, BRO FIGHT- I remember the lower quality version of this song from Rival Schools, which was all about PASSIONATE, HOT-BLOODED HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS BEATING THE SNOT OUT OF EACH OTHER. I mean, when will screeching guitars and thundering drums NOT be Eijiro & Tetsutetsu’s thing? We just don’t know.