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                                  ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚   נυsт α ησямαℓ gιяℓ !　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

ah,  so  this  day  has  turned  out  to  be  a  disastrous  failure  —  irrefutable  proof  that  (  in  komaeda’s  own  words  )  he’s  nothing  but  a  lowly  piece  of  trash.  it  wouldn’t  be  the  first  time  he’s  messed  something  up  for  an  ultimate,  &  it  certainly  won’t  be  his  last,  but  he  still  can’t  help  but  feel  bad!  of  course,  nagito  doesn’t  think  he’s  ever  celebrated  his  own  birthday,  but  if  fiction  is  anything  to  go  by,  it’s  kind  of  a  big  deal  ...  &  hairin’s  attitude  only  confirms  this.  his  gift  for  her  was  inconsequential,  his  promise  that  he’d  do  better  next  time  didn’t  seem  to  comfort  her,  &  he’s  out  of  ways  to  repair  the  damage.  no  matter  what  he  does,  it’s  not  good  enough  for  her;  of  course,  he  blames  himself,  because  that’s  what  she’s  doing.  instead  of  giving  up,  however,  he’s  decided  to  confront  the  birthday  girl  one  last  time  before  the  day  is  over.

❝  i’m  truly  sorry  i  didn’t  get  anything  right  today  ...  ❞  nagito  confesses  with  a  long  sigh,  expression  passively  miserable.  he  crosses  his  arms  &  goes  on,  ❝  is  there  something  i  can  do  to  make  up  for  it?  i  really  mean  it  when  i  say  i’ll  do  anything  you  ask  me  to  ...  ❞

thank you for asking! \(^o^)/

❝  if  you  tell  anyone  i  was  crying,  they’re  not  gonna  believe  you.  ❞  max  sounds  uncertain,  as  if  he’s  trying  to  convince  both  of  them.  he  sits  with  his  back  to  suzue  &  stifles  sobs  into  his  own  arm,  hardly  able  to  go  on,  ❝  so  ...  don’t  even  try—  ❞  his  voice  breaks  in  an  embarrassing  way,  &  he  falls  silent,  still  not  turning  around  to  see  the  other  camper’s  face.

          “Woah hey relax! I’m sorry!”

The day had just begun and Kazuichi was not off to a good start, he was talking to a friend (who quickly left when trouble arose) and flailing his arms around to punctuate his sentences. But maybe he should learn not to talk with his hands because it caused him to accidentally punch a box of desserts out of some chick’s hands. And she seemed to be quite livid with him.

SCANDINAVIAN FOLKLORE QUESTIONS | @peekabloody​

Bergsrå: if your muse ruled over a domain, what sort of ruler would they be? Fair? Cruel? Would they be loved or feared?

Kiibo would be a fair ruler, in my opinion! He’s very keen on making things fair for everyone and would make sure to provide different things for those under this rule so they remain happy. He would try to implement rules which offered equal treatment to robots and not allowing discrimination in general, but he’d be a little bit biased towards robots even if he doesn’t want to admit it. As for whether he’d be loved or feared? He wants to be loved, but who knows, people may still think he’s silly.

Ceasg: if your muse could have any three wishes granted, what would they be and why?

A traditional Japanese home with hybrid elements such as a cleaning/maintenance machine, electronics and robot supplies in order to keep his systems maintained. He just wants to appreciate his country’s culture, let the boy have his favoured furniture.

Spend a day as a human, to see what it is like. This would be one where he firmly insists that they transform him back after the day is finished.

A huge gift basket filled with various items that the Professor would absolutely love, to thank him for creating him and raising him. And I mean, there would be many, many items.

Troll: where is your muse most at home? In the mountains, city, forest, ect.?

let’s play! imagine artist. | open.