Oct 29, 2017
bloodypeanuts replied to your post: “Shut up. Don't be a nerd.” (shes teasing, not...
“hey, denial isn’t fun. just admit you’re a huge nerd and be done with it. nerd.”
“I’m not a nerd, though! Leave me alone!”
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bloodypeanuts replied to your post: “Shut up. Don't be a nerd.” (shes teasing, not...
“hey, denial isn’t fun. just admit you’re a huge nerd and be done with it. nerd.”
“I’m not a nerd, though! Leave me alone!”
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@bloodypeanuts replied to your post: “//slides my url @ u slowly and w a donut”:
tamaki vc: yea she blew up like half the lab BUT SHES A GOOD TEACHER IG
[[ UR NOT WRONG TAMAKI GIVES HER THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT OK LET HIM LIVE ]]
I want to go home.
Incarcerated into a specialized facility, Noumu had, by now, fully recovered from its injuries. The damage done to its beak had since been repaired and its bodily trauma has ceased. It no longer felt pain, as it should, but it still couldn’t rest a particular aching in its heart, something that, for sure, shouldn’t be there, but is despite that.
By now, Noumu had slipped into.. something akin to an autopilot, remaining stationary and silent for almost a solid three days.. until suddenly its gears shifted back into effect. It was now standing a slouched height, occasionally walking (very gently as a matter of fact) into the wall of its cell. Guards watched, perplexed, as the beast almost robotically appeared to be moving back and forth into the wall, to no avail. The almost-soundproof cell blocked out the phrase ‘home’ as it repeated it over and over, near-endlessly. It was hard to tell exactly what it was feeling because its features were almost incapable of showing emotion.
This only put the guards around its cell on high alert, however. No citizen without a proper license or permission was allowed entry to its holding quarters. Heroes and officials, however, were granted permission so long as they were accompanied by authority and observed the entire time.
This may have opened a door for a certain Yuuei teacher to come check on it.
@bloodypeanuts
bloodypeanuts replied to your post: boops frog girl on the nose.
“hi, asui!” boops her on the nose again. she’s smiling a lot right now.
What was this all about? How strange. “Can I help you, kero?"
bloodypeanuts replied to your post: I thought I was her favorite ship.
y OU ARE DONT GIVE ME THAT TOSHI SHUT U P
Is that so?
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from: @festivenuts
“hey hey hey, shota-san ! buddy ! you think i should plaster this around the school ? i think it’d help with the kids’ morale !”
she knows exactly what shes doing.
Taking the flier she’s shoving at him, his eyes dip to read it before slowly raising to look at her again. Shifting his grip on the flier, he slowly but surely tears it in half while maintaining eye contact. The look on his face is the look of a man with no emotion. He is dead inside.
@bloodypeanuts replied to your post:
“that’s not a no, ‘beebs.”
“If I said no, it would imply that I actually knew.”
The Campus was normally so full of life, hundreds of feet rushing to their next class, but now, it was time for that class and the halls were quiet. Every sound echoes loudly, especially those of the eerie man, dressed with a white button down tucked neatly into navy blue dress pants held up with a black, thin, but, real leather belt. A tie around his neck, a soft, almost pastel lavender with 90's American type of pattern, to keep it casual and fun. The black dress shoes clicked on the tile floor as Shinshou read the paper in his hand, a room number a class he's helping with a lesson. He's personally never heard of this teacher, but with the campus so big it was impossible to know everyone. Not to mention he didn't do the leg work to get to know the people.
Shin was already late, he couldn't help if he was told last second and the class was clear across the campus! He finally knocked on the door before pushing the door open with a polite bow as a quiet apology.