#legility

[inheirit-blog]

legility replied to your post: #hewwo… fowwow me hewe too pwease #>:3c i can’t...

chawews pwease

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[froptoit-blog]

    ‘ Stop it, you two- please. You’re creeping me out - Kero. ‘

                                                                     // @inheirit & @legility

[worldsaver]

legility replied to your post: me: aw this youtube video about the kim possible...

god i mentioned it at work and one of my coworkers was like “OH YEAH THAT LOOKS AWFUL” and i had to physically restrain myself from whacking her with a mocha pump

it looks fine the people hating on it just haven’t seen a dcom since they were 12

[shockpop]

        fifth period never stood a chance against a raw lack of ambition.   any class that dares follow lunchtime is flawed by design,  first off,  so it’s really only fair that instructors should expect nothing of kaminari once his belly is full,  mentally spent as he cradles his head in his arms and continues to promptly conk the fuck out twelve minutes in.   this is a daily occurrence,  afterall  ---  much like the sun rising or kirishima getting his finger stuck in the little hole he keeps absently re - discovering in the boy’s locker room. 

class carries itself out like a funeral,  the final piece of chalk that collides with kaminari’s forehead being the prince to wake him from of his food coma  ;  rormantic,  he’d think,  if he were more cognitively present than shooting up in a panic would leave him,  various worksheets stuck to his face via the adhesive of torrential downpour his mouth had cast.

        amongst the scramble to gather his things,  a CERTAIN DOODLE of a CERTAIN CLASS PRESIDENT frees itself from the loose papers stuffed messily into kaminari’s notebook,  and  ---  in some sort of breeze that manifests in a room where open windows haven’t been ventured since the air turned cold and air conditioning isn’t much better off  ---  it slips,  naturally,  to the foot of that class president himself.

@legility   /   valentine’s  ♡ .

[urevity-blog]

when your squad is being mushy and you gotta step it up but you’re an emotionally stunted goblin

I LOVE YOU, YOU LITTLE SHITS.

@inheirit && @legility

[inheirit-blog]

' book ' , maybe? 👀 let my boy be soft and quiet.

@legility —— IIDA TENYA / MEME. ( book / silently read a story with them. ) NO LONGER ACCEPTING.

        he hadn’t started out reading over iida’s shoulder. he’d come down to the common area to ask him something but, seeing him so invested in his book, he’d stopped short. then he’d caught a glimpse of the story over the back of the couch and, somehow, had wound up sitting next to him and enjoying the story alongside him. he can’t remember when it was he’d sat down or even what he’d come to ask the taller boy, but he doesn’t really care. it’s refreshing.

       they’re still students. he doesn’t allow himself the luxury of remembering that often. they all get excited when their schoolwork actually consists of schoolwork, but midoriya is more often than not going to push himself behind the scenes even harder because he feels as though he’ll slip behind everyone else when he isn’t looking. relaxation is something he doesn’t award himself lately.

       sitting against iida’s warmth, head against his arm as he reads, he can almost remember what it feels like.

[inventeque-blog]

@legility ; ♥

                 THE MOMENT HER EYES LOCK ONTO HIM, she’s upon him, entirely ignorant of his personal space.  she’s been waiting for him to come back to the workshop, but for some reason he hasn’t visited her since she introduced him to her arm boosters.  no matter!  if he’s too busy to stop by, she’ll come to him!

                                         “i have something for you back at the lab -- BABY NO. 632!  i used the measurements on your costume request from last year; have those changed?  let me see --”

                 mei drops down into an unceremonious squat, winding her gloved hands around iida’s ankle, then his calf.  she measures the length of his muffler against the length of her finger -- because of course she knows precisely how many inches long her hand is, so it makes an effective ruler when she’s out and about.  she makes a grab for his foot, all the while narrating each updated measurement and change in muscle mass she discovers along the way.

[urevity-blog]

@legility ; continued

                 THE SIMPLEST ANSWER IS YES.  she does have something on her mind.  she has for some time now -- ever since the incident in hosu city.  she doesn’t fully know what happened then, and she just can’t ask them.  of course she can’t.  who would want to make any of them relive that night?

                 but deku had been there that night, and she hadn’t.  even though they were both his friends.  even though they both worried about him when his brother had been attacked.  even though he’d told them both that he would come to them if he needed someone.

                 maybe it was just luck that deku had been at his side and she hadn’t.                                                                                      but she doesn’t know.  she can’t ask.

                                                     “i just want to know ----”                                                                        that i’m really your friend                                                                                             “that you’re really okay.”