#giving-brain

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“Just say dick, it’s driving me nuts!!!”

[pxrifiedmxniac]

@giving-brain​ || continued from [x]

“Well, considering I said what I said, I think it’s clear what you deserve~” Ryuko cooed, leaning down slightly as she looked the inventor in the eyes. “At least that’s what I think.” Ryuko leaned in closer before...

“What do you say~?” She whispered those words sensually into Miu’s ear.

[toyboxfriends]

@giving-brain​ | Phone Assistant Starter

“This is your daily reminder to clear your browser history,” Chiaki spoke up, her sprite not looking up from the handheld game she was playing. “I didn’t look through it, but you should probably do that before someone else does.”

[girlclaimed]

❝   ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒   𝙷𝙴𝚈,         𝙸      𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃      𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺      𝚈𝙾𝚄      𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳      𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂      𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷      𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃.      Even   if   it   is   broken,      it’s   still   really   dangerous,      y’know   ?   ❞            She   approaches   the   weird   blonde   unshyly,      brandishing   her   Hacking   Gun   like   she   might   shoot.      Whatever   is   going   on   here,      she’d   rather   put   a   stop   to   it   now   before   it   has   the   chance   to   get   out   of   hand.

@giving-brain​​​​​   //   sc.

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@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.”

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Closed RP - giving-brain

@giving-brain liked for a starter (X)

Kazuichi's eyes narrowed in judgment at the blueprint spread out before him, brain quickly checking and re-checking the math, his mouth quietly moving along with the calculations. He had found the paper left on a classroom desk when he had gone to retrieve his bag he had forgotten earlier and curiosity had gotten the better of him. Besides, he had to unroll it to see who it belonged to, right?

Really it should have been an easy guess, there are only so many students at Hope's Peak that would get any use from a blueprint, but better safe than sorry, right? Safe being the keyword here, since judging by his math, whoever was going to build this...whatever it was would end up with nothing more than a useless pile of scrap at best, and a horrible fiery explosion at worst.

He gave a deep sigh as stared down at the paper, wondering if it would be rude to find a pencil and fix the mistakes before looking for the owner. Of course whoever it was didn't out their name on it, so it looked like his afternoon was to be spent chasing down everyone who's it could be until he found the owner.

Though maybe that wouldn't be necessary, what with the door to the classroom being thrown open rather loudly, a familiar blonde strolling through a second later. Miu. He should have known this was hers, it was clear now that he was looking at the work again.

"Hey, you know your math is off, right?" Kaz offered no other explanation, tapping the equation with a questioning tilt of his head. "As epic as this explosion would be, I don't think the school will like it very much."

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@giving-brain​ cont. from (X)

Kaz stops dead in his tracks at the small voice Miu says his name in, eyes growing as wide as saucers at just how vulnerable it sounded. Looking back, he doesn't think he’s ever heard anything like it out of the inventor before. He...doesn’t know what to do with this realization, and the emotions it brings to the surface. Back still turned, his posture relaxes a bit as he mulls over just how to tackle such an odd situation, not wanting to scare this new side of Miu back into hiding. 

“I mean...I gave them to you, didn’t I?” He says over his shoulder before slowly turning back around, eyes widening once again when he notices the tears in her eyes. Was she going to start crying? He didn’t think he would know what to do if she did... “Besides, Sonia and Junko already got a bunch of chocolate from other guys, so they didn’t want anymore, I already tried.” It’s a lie, one that he’s sure Miu would be able to see right through by his inability to look her in the eye alone. He hadn’t even seen the two girls today, let alone tried to give them any candy. He didn’t even know if they had truly received any in the first place.

Shifting awkwardly on his feet for a moment, Kaz walks back towards her, arms crossed and still embarrassed, but he does his best to actually look Miu in the eye now when he spoke. “I mean, I know you must have a fuck ton already from your ‘fan club’ or whatever, so I get it if you don’t want them. I just, you know, didn’t want them to go to waste or anything...” 

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“Fu-fu! You can‘t escape it, don’t you want to be accounted for?” She stalks outside of Fuyuhiko‘s door. “Peepee or strap, gimmie that length and girth baby!“ she knocks on his door loudly

((HE NEEDS TO BE BOTHERED TOO—))

Goddamn it he should have known- "No I don't! Now fuck off or I'll sell your ass to a whorehouse!" His voice may have sounded confident, but behind his door the poor Yakuza was so red faced he was starting to feel dizzy, face buried in his hands as he willed Miu to leave him be.