#miu tbt.

[miumiins]

love ♡ scenario

[lattehearted]

✏️ seiichi & miu

Seiichi, near tears: Please, Miu, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!

Seiichi: I have a new hoodie. Miu: Wrong. Miu: We have a new hoodie.

Miu: It is 6:09 . Miu: I am wondering why I’m still alive. Miu: Send Wendy’s. Seiichi: The whole restaurant?!

Seiichi: *eating a cinnamon roll*Miu: Cannibalism. Seiichi: *confused chewing noises*

@fablewrote / incorrect quotes

[giving-brain]

BNHA au

Miu Iruma appears to be quirkless; though she does have a vast understanding of quirks and all the get arounds that lead to a great hero suit! Not only is she a good problem solver, but with a history on cat street Harajuku she has an eye for fashion. As a senior she has been in the hero suit game for awhile, and maintained great sponsors due to her cute nature in meetings. Alas, in the hallways she is a different story. one would think she had a powerful quirk due to her boisterous nature and pushy attitude. And for as dumb as she acts, she’s top of all of her classes. who would have thought.

[bxstiae]

[ ask & you shall recieve. you know despite being done in less than 10 minutes.... and me not liking how it turned out, miu makes me want to pull out an art project i made years ago in high school... I LOVED doing my landscape project so much.... anyway. i love drawing scenes more than characters sometimes. in this case, the forest was a great muse to pick & i love its relationship with link ❤❤. | @valhallic ]

[nhlovesadri3]

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[hayleysmuses]

(Gonta Tag Dump)

[inventorbeauty-blog]

{ Day 1: Miu has already insulted anyone she could get in contact with }

[chokekill]

    ❛   ... Talking to you is always a colossal waste of time. Forget I asked.   ❜

@rustkilled !

[giving-brain]

“Come ‘round at 9, my dad will be asleep.” The most unsexy sentence she could utter. Adamska, Miu’s step father, taught political history on campus, as well as being an ex Ultimate Marksman. “As for venue, I guess there is something we both would like. A new cat cafe just went in downtown. Though I guess you’ll get your full of pussy later if you play your cards right.” She playfully adjusted his jacket, inadvertently feeling his chest at the same time which actually made her visibly sweat a little. She talked big game! But a cat cafe was her element; it would put her at ease as she warmed up to him. It was sudden, usually this would be too sudden for her and she would chicken out, sending her father to answer the door to dismiss them. “it’s a date.” Her own words take the air out of her lungs, her hand shooting to clutch her own chest like she was pained. What the fuck was her problem?

giving-brain​:

For being referred to her as a succubus, Gundham was acting much like a tempter. It took her by much surprise, it threw her off her game, for all she could guess he could pull the rug from under her. It could all be an elaborate ruse… Kokichi could have paid him, or black mailed him, or he was trying to black mail her! After all, she was looking for someone to spend the rest of her life with. 

As his breath ghosted her lips she whispering two simple words.

“Dinner…“ 

Her arm raises to encircle his waist, her hand resting on the small of his back, pulling him in closer. 

“…First.” 

Not an outright turn down, but if he was being truthful he would take her up on that. Maybe give him an occasion where she acted like her true self, if he deserved it. Her tone of voice was both that of flirty nature, and also pressure. Miu was not as easy as she made herself out to be. Maybe that was the fun dichotomy of her act. 

Gundham seemed wholly unphased by the utterance of her words, it something he had fully expected, if he was being truthful. Many a trysts began as such, it was only natural for these mortals to tiptoe about their pleasure instead of just allowing themselves to enjoy such an act and then move on. He didn’t fully understand it, but he did accept it.

“Very well, you will have your wish.” His tone held nothing but the truth as he allowed himself to be pulled closer, his other hand coming up to rest upon her shoulder as he leaned his head back just enough to allow her some space. “Name the hour you wish to depart, as well as the realm you wish to journey in order to acquire the nourishment you demand, and I will be happy to oblige.” 

[clotheshorse90]

#tbt a real throwback featured in @life magazine with #charles and @mrpcassius in 2010 at the @miumiu store launch on Bond Street ... we were part of the group which were the original U.K. bloggers.... #blackbloggersmatter . . . #leroydawkins #miumiu #storelaunch #london #party #blackmenstyle #blackmenfashion (at Miu Miu) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByqOj90gbem/?igshid=1wpapgowu22v8

[algolagnias-blog]

Hello !! I’m a new Iruma here, can I get a little promo? Blog is under construction.

[giving-brain]

Soft starter for @from-across-the-stars in spite of my anon hate fuck you

“Kazoooooo!” Miu calls out with a soft voice as she knocked on his dorm door, she had already changed into her fluffy bunny pj shorts and soft pink tank top. “Kazoo… will you come over for a sleep over?” She speaks into the door. You would think she was a lonely girl. because of how much she social ostracized herself, she had a limited friend group. But that friend group was cultivated, hand picked by the blonde goddess herself. She never let anyone in that she didn’t think deserved to know her true, soft self. Kaz kept her grounded. He was like a keeper. There were so many nights that Miu wanted to throw everything away, give in to drugs and give up on inventing. No one valued her work. But even if he didn’t mean to, Kaz was always there when she needed reassurance. Just in presence, another body in the room. That was enough. She felt like she knew him since they were young, best friends for life. And just the same, she would be there for him, even wordlessly. JSL not even taking its place. Nothing to be said.

[giving-brain]

“A girl has needs. Enough guys have shamed me about it; join the pile. Shit like that doesn’t irk me. Anyways, it’s not like you are my demographic, or the type I look up on cam sites anyway!” She flips her hair off of her shoulder, giving a literal gesture to how she would let that roll off her back. “Right right right, but you didn’t answer the question.” Suddenly her voice is full of poison, taking a step toward him, maybe in his personal space. “Does baby boy not like playing Cupid?” Her icey eyes are wide, a dimple present in her cheek as she interrogated him. For her this was no different then playing around with Kokichi, what made her laugh was that he had hopes of actually hurting her. These insults where flung her way everyday, even by people she loved. When you act like an annoying bitch you grow a thick skin for your persona.

giving-brain​:

“Don’t care! All my money is going towards taking care of my mommy anyways.” 

“Gonna make in fun of a girl who’s got a sick mommy? I’m just a good girl, it’s your fault you think I’m sleazy. You made that up in your head.” She chimes as though that was a good point and not just more ammo. “Why do you do your job and hate everyone’s success, could it be…? Is baby boy not happy?” She puts her hands on her knees and pretends to stoop a little, just to degrade him like a child. “It’s okay, sometimes it’s hard being good at something you don’t like. You’ll find your path, probably involves jerking it on a cam site” 

❥ {- ❝I didn’t say you were sleazy, you made that up in your head, but if the gimp suit fits…❞

An astute observation. Yes, it is more ammo, thanks for asking.

❥ {- ❝…and is THAT what you spend your time doing? Watching cam sites like some depraved monkey? What would your MOTHER think?❞

[jenniferchenglo]

TBT writing some Chinese New Year “Fai Chun” 揮春 @miumiu for my last ever trip there! YP- I will miss you. All the best. Love my outfits. #entrepreneur #investor #creator #podcaster #author #speaker #writer #pianist #musician #actress #model #biz #business #crypto #blockchain #nfts #nft #tech #entrepeneurship #jenniferchenglo #aceinvestmentmgmt #aceinvestmentmanagement #hedgefund #familyoffice #newchiccapital (at Miu Miu) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZG9qVQLxm8/?utm_medium=tumblr

[vogueshowing]

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[giving-brain]

It was late, Harakuju was starting to clear out, people funneling to cat street. The only stalls open this time of night were tourist traps. Right now, Miu was dressed more or less like a civilian. She was sporting a mini skirt with a high slit, a little vest and a neck tie. Over top, she wore a long duster coat with a faux fur collar. Mayhaps that is what got her in this trouble in the first place, looking like any woman who tended girl bars. She carried a duffle bag, full of new costumes her mother made for her up and coming performance. It was the end of semester, meaning she had to show what she had learned the past 4 months.

Miu tried to ignore the men harassing her, her eyes low. She was used to this attention, and she wasn't very good with real confrontation. That was until one of them grabbed for her bag, breaking the strap. That was the last she could handle. Taking a sharp back step, she ripped the bag from his hands, clutching it close to her chest like it carried her life inside.

Finally a body stepped in, but she could not look to him like a savior. She was furious, but she couldn't show that. She was cute, her character on stage was supposed to be seductive. Anger was not becoming on a young woman. Instead her eyes well up, the only way she could allow herself to emote. "My bag--" The girl fumbles to assess that the garments inside where intact, hours of work not gone to the way side. She gasps, still unable to push that anger aside as the tears try to pour down her face. Tipping her head back as she listens to him, she tries combatting this. Instead of a verbal response all she can do is puff her cheeks out, nodding. She puts her hand out, like a princess wanting to be escorted. Her father would call her foolish for riding on the back of the bike of a guy who's gang just harassed her; but she wanted to get home fast. She had a lot of rehearsal to get to.

@giving-brain liked for biker gunnie uwu (X)

While the first word out of people’s mouth when describing the biker would be delinquent, Gundham did in fact harbor a few soft spots that not many people knew of. They weren’t rare either, just something that so often went overlooked as it was overshadowed by his other…less than savory actions in his day to day. 

The times when this was most apparent was when he would see people mistreating animals, his love for the innocent little things always being outshined by the fights he would cause to protect them. A close second was surprisingly with people, seeing someone be cruel to someone else for their own sick enjoyment making his blood boil in his very veins. 

So when he was out for a late night ride and stumbled upon such a pretty girl clearly getting harassed by members of his gang? Well…

Their bodies had hit the pavement before more than a few sentences could leave their fool mouths, Gundham barking profanities and orders to “get their shit and go” as they beat feet down the sidewalk as fast as they could lest their bosses rage burn even hotter. 

Turning to the woman now, the leather of his studded driving gloves creaking as he flexed his fingers, testing to see how they faired from the blows he had delivered, he gave a small bow, his oddly poetic words not at all fitting that ‘delinquent’ image people so often spoke of. “My apologies, miss. Those two will receive swift retribution for their misdeeds, I assure you.” It was an odd sentence from someone like him to say the least. Since when was a supposed menace to society so keen on delivering punishments? And to his own people no less. “You attend Hope’s Peak as well, yes? Please, allow me to give you a ride back to campus as recompense for those fools and their depraved actions.”