ordinary.

in this dangerous world there’s an art to growing old  

[girlclaimed]

starter   call   to   get   the   ball   rolling   !!

[girlclaimed]

I   don’t   know   if   people   appreciate   just   how   oblivious   this   girl    is.      From   flirting   to   social   etiquette.      Literally   a   teacher   broke   into   her    house   once      &      she   decided   it   was   a   ghost   because   he   wouldn’t   do   that   :).

If  you   want   to   get   close   to   her   that’s   something   to   remember   lol

[girlclaimed]

♡ ℋ𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓂𝓊𝓇𝒶.

     ❛ Please, by all means, demonstrate the technique for me. I’m always willing to learn something new. ❜

❝  OK,      sure   thing   !      Hold   on,      I’ll   get   one   of   my   bras   real   quick.   ❞

[girlclaimed]

♡ 𝒯𝑜𝓀𝑜.

“Go on…”

❝   I   never   expected   someone   like   you   would   have   trouble   with   something   like   this,      Toko   -   chan.      But   no   problem   !      Come   on   over   here.   ❞

[girlclaimed]

@woerended   @crushedmystars​

❝   Did   I   ...   say   something   strange   ...   ?   ❞

[girlclaimed]

♡ 𝒮𝒶𝒾𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶.

“…………………….Erm–

No thanks?” 

(”I think your brother would kill me, if I did…”) 

❝   Well,      OK,      if   you’re   sure   ~   ❞

[girlclaimed]

❝   Taking   off   a   bra   isn’t   hard.      I   can   show   you   if   you   want.   ❞

[girlclaimed]

♡ 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎 ℳ𝒶𝓃.

Nekomaru would give chase, he absolutely loved when his victims tried to run from him, it was like a predator on the thrill of the hunt type feeling. Needless to say, he caught up to her quick and with a swipe of his hand, attempted to grab Komaru. He was somewhat disappointed that he was able to catch up to her so fast, but oh well, it only served to bring Nidai despair, even if it was not a lot. “And yet I though you would put up a fight against me, seems like your the type to run and hide, how disappointing. Yet I should have expected this.” He would say, mostly to himself.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴      𝚆𝙰𝚂      𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃      𝙽𝙾      𝚆𝙰𝚈      𝙺𝙾𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚄      𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳      𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙳𝙴      𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃      𝙻𝚄𝙽𝙶𝙴.      Caught   as   in   the   jaws   of   this   predator,      she   began   to   struggle,      kicking      &      squirming   as   though   there   were   some   purchase   to   be   found.      She’d   never   been   in   a   position   to   genuinely   fear   a   man.      Anything   she’d   been   told   by   her   peers   had   flown   out   the   window   the   second   she   heard   the   glass   break   under   her   foot.      &      now   what   ?

Well,      he   was   looking   for   an   answer,      right   ...   ?

❝   I   ...   I   panicked   ...    um,      maybe   if   you   gave   me   a   chance   to   try   again   ...   ?   ❞            she   tried,      voice   trembling   as   bad   as   the   rest   of   her.

[deathsofglitter]

fun for the whole family

[girlclaimed]

@crushedmystars​

[girlclaimed]

♡ 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎 ℳ𝒶𝓃.

The crunch was all Nidai needed to hear to know someone was there, and unlucky for her, he was headed right for where he had heard the sound. He wondered who it could be as he headed towards the noise, though he had a feeling that it was probably a civilian who had somehow survived and he smiled at this thought. As he got closer to where the crunch had originated he would spot Komaru. “There you are.” He would say, a more than malicious intent filled his voice as he approached the girl, he would then let out a laugh, one that seemed to have insanity in it. “This should be fun.” He was planning on torturing the girl, besides, it seemed as if she probably could not put up much of a fight.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝙷𝙸𝚂      𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃      𝚆𝙰𝚂      𝙽𝙾𝚃      𝚆𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶.      That   laugh   froze   her   blood   like   ice,      &      she   screamed   as   she   scrambled   desperately   to   run   away   !      Instinct   was   her   guide   as   she   tried   to   bolt,      even   with   her   chances   of   escape   as   slim   as   they   were.      Her   pursuer   was   huge,      massive,      &      he   was   bulging   with   muscle   all   built   to   carry   him   easily   across   the   broken   terrain   to   his   quarry.      Komaru   wasn’t   trained   for   this   !      Sure   she’d   had   time   to   practice   making   her   way   throughout   the   ruins,      but   she   was   still   just   a   girl      &      she   was   in   no   way   at   an   advantage   now   !      

Stumbling   in   blind   panic,      broken   glass   littering   her   path.      Like   a   rabbit   from   a   wolf,      she   ran,      but   there   was   no   warren   for   her   to   run   to   !      She   was   going   to   be   caught   !

[maroonmercurymage]

[abitofkake]

[girlclaimed]

♡ ℐ𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓊 - 𝓈𝒶𝓃.

Takaaki  has  lost  his  touch  for  comforting  others ,    if indeed he ever had one to begin with.    Compassion is a skill he has long struggled with ;    his mindset throughout his own life has been one of pulling himself up by his bootstraps,  and that’s made itself the philosophy he’s lived by.    Even for his own disappointments and suffering,  he’s kept a stiff upper lip.

But the tragic reality of that note in her hand is enough to crack even his stone heart.    He is not a man without love.    To the contrary :    love is what shapes every aspect of who he is and what he does.

( There are those he does not know the fate of. )

He places a hand on her shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze,  firm but not harsh.    God bless the both of them,  lost souls without their only family.

“ You’ve gone too long without rest.    Let’s take shelter in this building for awhile. ”

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝚂𝙷𝙴      𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚂      𝙷𝙴𝚁      𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂      𝙵𝙾𝚁      𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃      𝙰      𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃.      The   squeeze   of   her   shoulder,      small   though   the   gesture   is,      provides   her   such   profound   comfort   in   that   moment,      as   if   it   could’ve   been   her   father   there   with   her.      Maybe   he’s   feeling   the   same.      A   parent   missing   his   child   together   with   a   child   missing   her   parent.      Tears   on   her   face      &      strength   in   his   hands.      It   could   have   been   fate   that   brought   them   together      (      she’s   always   believed   in   such   things,      not   like   her   brother      ).

❝   OK   ...   ❞            Komaru   says   softly,      sniffling   as   she   does.               ❝   Thank   you,      Ishimaru   -   san.   ❞

She’d   do   whatever   he   asked   of   her,      really.      Not   just   because   of   the   sorry   state   she’s   in.      She   always   has   been   the   kind   to   look   to   authority   figures,      &      he   seems   so   kind,      so   dependable,      even   with   the   hard   shell   he’s   got   around   him.      She   doesn’t   even   think   to   unholster   her   weapon   as   they   slowly   make   for   the   building.

[girlclaimed]

♡ 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎 ℳ𝒶𝓃.

Nidai would continue walking through the streets after destroying the monokuma, his boredom brought him despair. It had been is own idea to come here, then again, he more than likely should have came a lot sooner. “Even if there is no one here, I could still probably have a bit of fun.” He would say to himself, and out of the corner of his eye he would spot Komaru which caught his attention. “Who’s there?” He would ask, his voice dripping with danger, yet it was not loud but almost soft. He had stopped yelling ever since he became a remnant, though he still did it somethimes, yet it was rare. He would attempt to find the person he had seen in the corner of his eyes but failed to do so, passing right by her hiding place in the process. ‘Must have just been a trick of the eyes’, he would think to himself.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝚂𝙷𝙴      𝚆𝙰𝚂      𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴      𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈      𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶      𝙷𝙴𝚁      𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷.      Wide   -   eyed      &      pressing   herself   as   hard   as   possible   into   her   hiding   place   so   that   she   wouldn’t   be   spotted.      His   voice   had   this   terrifying   predatory   quality   that   made   his   words   seem   to   carry,      so   that   it   struck   her   forcefully   even   when   he   was   speaking   softly.      She   could   feel   it   raising   the   hairs   on   the   back   of   her   neck,      like   the   sound   of   a   lion’s   roar   makes   a   gazelle   lift   its   head.

This   man   was   not   like   the   other   adults   ...   he   was   not   afraid   nor   powerless.      He   had   no   good   intent   towards   her.      There   was   no   telling   what   would   have   happened   if   he’d   spotted   her.      &      she   was   grateful   to   have   escaped   his   notice   unscathed   as   she   turned   to   sneak   away,      picking   carefully   through   the   debris   until   her   delicate   foot   slipped      &      found   its   way   into   broken   glass   with   a   quiet      &      yet   seemingly   resounding   crunch.

[honeydewmuses-a]

@girlclaimed said: "Hey! Hey Toko-chan! Did you have a happy birthday? Happy late birthday!"

Oh. Komaru did remember. Something about the enthusiasm with which she speaks makes Toko's face go warm and her hands start to fidget. Komaru just does that to her. She's kind and open and genuine and she seems to really, honestly like Toko, which is more than she can say about most people. Komaru is...

For once, Toko can't come up with the right word. Something adjacent to special, but more personal and bright. It'll come to her later, she hopes.

"Thanks, Komaru. It was... it was alright. I dunno. I've definitely had worse."

Toko pauses, glancing up to meet Komaru's expectant gaze. There's something else she has to say, isn't there?

"Would've been better if you were there, though." She says it quietly, but she says it.

[girlclaimed]

❝   ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝚈𝙾𝚄      𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽      𝚈𝙾𝚄      𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈      𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳      𝙼𝙴   ?   ❞            Komaru   seizes   on   it   like   a   cat   pouncing   on   a   string.      Looks   like   the   writer   really   has   taken   to   her   after   all   !      Well,      she   knew   that   she’d   come   to   accept   her   friendship      &      all,      but   you   know.      She’s   so   darn   closed   off      &      all   that.            ❝   Aww,      Toko   -   chan   !      I’m   touched   !   ❞

Cheerful   as   a   bird,      &      just   as   oblivious.      She   bounces   on   her   heels,      hands   behind   her   back,      fingers   laced   together.

❝   I’ll   get   you   a   cake   to   make   up   for   it,      OK   ?         What   kind   do   you   like   ?   ❞            Where   she   intends   to   get   the   cake   is   a   mystery,      but   hey.      It’s   Komaru.      She’ll   go   right   ahead      &      promise   things   before   she   figures   out   how   to   follow   through   later   on.      Probably   with   Hagakure   -   san’s   help.

[girlclaimed]

@crushedmystars​   ::   “don’t cry., Mistress” Nagito vc    ↳   don’t starters

❝   ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝙸’𝙼      𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈   ...   I’m   trying   not   to   ...   ❞            Wiping   girlishly   at   her   reddened   face   with   her   slim   bare   hands,      which   doesn’t   seem   at   all   to   help.      She   sniffles      &      bites   her   lip,      making   every   effort   to   hold   back   tears      &      yet,      it’s   plain   that   it’s   having   no   effect   on   the   coming   tides.      It   hurts.      This   hurts.      She   doesn’t   want   to   make   Servant   feel   bad.      She   doesn’t   want   to   be   feeling   bad   herself.      But   can   it   really   be   helped   ...   ?

❝   It’s   just   so   much   ...   ❞            she   murmurs.            ❝   So   many   people   ...   They   didn’t   do   anything   to   deserve   it.      None   of   them   did.      &      when   I   think   about   all   the   people   I’ve   met   ...   ❞         who   aren’t   here   anymore,      she   can’t   say.      Happy   -   go   -   lucky   though   she   is,      she’s   lost   so   much.      Seven   classmates.      A   boy   who   tried   to   help   her.      A   home,      a   family.      The   world   that   she   grew   up   in.

It’s   easy   to   forget   at   times,      but   when   all   that   weight   finally   comes   crashing   down   on   her,      well.      She   is   just   an   ordinary   girl.

[girlclaimed]

@siilkyhearts​​   ::   “don’t tell anyone.” (from Kaede)   ↳   don’t starters

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝙱𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳      𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷.      Komaru’s   had   female   friends   to   keep   secrets   with,      but   it’s   not   the   same,      &      she’s   admittedly   at   something   of   a   loss   to   put   her   finger   quite   on   why.      Maybe   it’s   just   because   she   gets   so   caught   up   in   how   pretty   or   decisive   Kaede   is,      or   how   she   comes   across   as   being   a   lot   more   confident   than   Komaru.      When   she   says   not   to   tell   anyone,      well   ...   Komaru   is   inclined   to   take   that   to   heart,      you   know   ?

She   nods,      &      she   holds   up   her   pinky.      A   little   nervous,      or   maybe   a   lot   nervous. Still   doesn’t   keep   her   from   trusting   without   reservation      (      she   needs   no   reason      ).

❝   I   promise.      Just,      um   ...   don’t   do   anything   you'll   wish   you   could   take   back,      OK   ?   ❞