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#I need to draw more Taka and Kiyo
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TAKE MY SILLY BOYS!!!
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feitanswife · 6 years
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Sneak peak of a few scenes in my DR fic I’m working on for that “fixing all the characters without sacrificing their purpose” au
(Yes, I block out scene ideas in old school rp format fight me)
Hiro: *is face down on the floor somewhere in the school*
Izuru and Chiaki: *leaning over him, confused*
Chiaki: what’s wrong?
Hiro: I need a gun. Shoot me. End my suffering. Give Kiyo from year 1 my tarot collection, my crystals go to The new girl.
Chiaki: why?
Hiro: well let’s put it this way, if crushes were video games I’d be playing Unfair Mario.
Izuru: I’m sure it can’t be that bad.
Hiro: *holds up his phone*
Izuru: *looks at the picture he’s showing* OH. Oh yeah you’re fucked. Even I can’t help you.
Chiaki: *hisses in pain at the picture* press f to pay respects.
*later that day*
Makoto: hey why is there a gravestone that says “here lies Hagakure, killed in cold blood by his own traitorous heart.”?
Nagito: *laying flowers on the grave* according to ‘Zuru and Chiaki he’s got a crush on the most unobtainable person in the school, they won’t tell me who but if even Izuru can’t help him it’s gotta be bad.
Makoto: *fucking confused*
For context: Kanna is my oc who takes Junko’s place when she is expelled, her talent is Ultimate Witch
Kanna: *sprawled out on the floor of the attic storage area which was converted to a hang-out spot* you know, the way you talk about girls and romance? There’s a word for that.
Hifumi: *looks up from drawing tablet* hmm? Whatever do you mean?
Kanna: *insert long ass speech that will give away the entire arc if I explain it at all but to be clear: it’s gonna be majestic and make a lot of assholes mad. AND kickstart a complete re-invention of his character.*
Hifumi: wow where did you discover such information!
Kanna: well uh, *takes his phone* here let me do something real fast. I’m not gonna delete all your social media, but I am going to make you a new account on one in particular...
*later that day*
Hifumi: *tearing pictures off the wall of his bedroom in a fevered fury*
The Ultimate Imposter and Ryouta: *watching confused but intrigued*
Hifumi: the WORLD it is CHANGING, we, the human race, are EVOLVING! We must FORGO THE PAST, ADVANCE, painful as it may be to let go, it is neccesary! It is the only way to THRIVE! *ten minutes of confusing philosophical mumbo jumbo that would likely make perfect sense to us but to the average person it sounds crazy*
Ryouta: ...maybe let’s just leave him to it?
Imposter: yeah. I’ll bet you thirty bucks this was Kanna’s fault
Ryouta: oh most definitely. I was worried whatever she has is contagious, and this just confirmed it. But... to be ho eat, this is probably for the best.
Imposter: yes, I’d say so. Once he’s calmed down from the flood of new information he might even be tolerable.
Kiyotaka: you go to hope’s peak?!?!
Peko: yes????
Taka: and you renamed yourself peko pekoyama????
Peko: I was like eight years old and a guy was holding a gun asking me what my name was it wasn’t like I had a lot of time to be creative!
Taka: why didn’t you just tell them your name?
Peko: I didn’t run away just to be brought back to the house by a concerned mafia dude who’d walk up to dad like “sir we found your daughter on a bridge alone in the rain but our boss’s son seems to really like her, can we keep her?” Do YOU think that would have gone over well?
Taka:... no, it wouldn’t have. But what am I supposed to say if someone sees a picture of us as kids and notices my sister looks like you?
Peko: tell them I died. I don’t care how
Syo: *leaps up on the year 1 lunchtable and points at Kiyo, reciting in a perfect southern accent* ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER. I CAN DO ANYTHING BETTER THAN YOU
Kokichi: *starts filming*
Crowd: DOIT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!!!
Kiyo: *stands and climbs onto the table*
Crowd: *goes ape shit*
*fade to black*
News reporter: there was severe property damage reported at Hope’s Peak today after an impromptu musical number resulted in a kitchen fire and a partial collapse of the lunchroom ceiling, more at 11.
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