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ririabeam · 5 months
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WOW, I'M SO GOOD AT DRAWING MIU'S ROOM!! 😍😍😍💖💕💕💕 GURL UR ROOM ROCKS 10/10 (P.S the skirt lifter joke is cause if you own the Kaede plush, her skirt likes to lift itself up all the time even when you don't do anything sjdndn)
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just-a-queer-crow · 1 month
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More DR edits pookie bears
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Also spreading my Tsumiu agenda theyre enemies to lovers in my head
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Like or reblog if you ship Miu/Tsumugi!
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immajustreblogthis · 2 months
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danggirlronpa · 1 year
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Seed C2 Masterpost
Tsumugi/Miu art by ministarfruit
Junko/Maki art by vhsghostricks
Tsumugi/Miu
Miu: I'm going to cut all the sleeves off my shirts. Maki: why Miu: Tsumugi locked herself in her room to work on a new cosplay and she's like 90% of my impulse control.
Junko/Maki
There are two primary reasons people might ship this. The first is that Junko canonically LOVES women who can beat the shit out of her. And the second is that Maki and Junko as an extension of Junko's control over Mukuro and Izuru as she adds yet another killer to her collection is. Oofa Doofa. Wow is it SOMETHING
※To avoid spamming artists, I will only @ them the first time their work shows up unless told otherwise. If you want to check all the art I used, check here!
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ministarfruit · 3 years
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femslashfeb day 21: rain! ☆
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childesstinkysocks · 2 years
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may I request some fluffy art of miu x mikan, please?
OH MY GOD. IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU WAIT!!!!!!! OF COURSE YOU CAN
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also take this thing i made in the planning process because im obsessed with making these little blobs
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spiritpraisebeauty · 3 years
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tsumiu/miumugi for a friend :)
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aquamarinebling · 3 years
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Headcanon Miu is ripped as fuck and tsumugi absolutely loves it
I might draw something less. Stupid. Relating to this but I’m probably never going to so
I was desperate to draw tsumiu despite how late it is so I tried looking at stuff on insta to help and
Yeah.
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incorrectlyndrv3 · 4 years
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Miu: "Whelp, so what's it like to be single again?"
Tsumugi, aka Miu's girlfriend: "But I'm not really single, right. Right?"
Miu: "I don't count. You're like polyam single."
Tsumugi: "I'm Pringle! Because you can't have just one!'
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aroseandapen · 4 years
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{Cybernetic Organism}
100 Prompts Challenge. Won’t be every day but I’ll do my best to finish it. Pairings chosen by a generator.
Prompt 4: ‘Just hold on, you’ll be alright.’
Tsumugi is dying, but for some reason Miu refuses to let her go.
Warnings: Major (temporary) character death, choking, blood, as well as briefly described distress at part of one’s own body
Tsumugi had no feeling in the arm pulled around the back of Miu’s neck. Her head hung limply, her neck rolling as her consciousness faded in and out. One of Miu’s hands had an iron grip on her wrist, the other digging into Tsumugi’s waist. Without her glasses, Tsumugi was practically blind, but even through the blur, she saw the frightening amount of blood still gushing from the wound through her tightly-locked fingers pressed against it.
“Hold on, just hold on,” Miu grunted. Her chest heaved with the exertion from dragging Tsumugi’s dead weight all this way, her own clothes permanently stained with Tsumugi’s blood. “You’ll be alright. Just stay awake. Don’t fall asleep on me.”
She didn’t understand. Tsumugi’s breath weakly fluttered out from her lips. “Why?” she croaked, unable to even lift her head to look at Miu.
“Shut up! This isn’t the time, just conserve your energy for getting through this, alright?!”
If she had the energy for it, Tsumugi might’ve laughed at that. Not because it was funny. She was scared, completely terrified of dying. But even though she wasn’t a doctor, she didn’t think with her injuries and blood loss that she would be coming back from this. And Miu had no reason to bother with this futile attempt at taking her--where? The hospital? A back-alley surgeon? It didn’t matter, there was nowhere that would help her now.
And why would Miu help her, after the part she’d played in their torment during the killing game? The mastermind of their mental torture, though a larger body of people behind her had been the true ones who orchestrated it. She just didn’t understand.
But she didn’t have the mental capacity to wonder, either. Her heartbeat stuttered, consciousness fading in and out. A pitiful whine escaped on her next exhale, though oddly enough the excruciating pain swung into numbness. Or else her brain overloaded from the amount of sensory input scrambling it. Her vision too was going; although her eyes were open, Tsumugi couldn’t see a thing.
Or were they open at all? Maybe they’d fallen closed, and she didn’t even have the energy to raise her upper lashes.
Her pulse stalled, fluttering back to life. The thudding in her ears weakened to a quiet in and the darkness of her vision grew blacker as if the sun had been swallowed, too. She gurgled, something like water in her throat, drowning her. And then, barely able to choke, it submerged her completely.
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Like a switch flicked on, Tsumugi’s consciousness jolted into full blinding clarity. She gasped, taking in the quickest, easiest breath of her life. Bewildered, she brought a hand up to her chest.
Her fingertips clicked against a metal plate, embedded into her breastbone. With touch, she followed it to its edges until she met an irregular scar that marked the boundary where the metal met skin. Became skin.
Miu’s head popped into view. Tsumugi would’ve blinked in surprise, but her eyelids didn’t respond--wait. Did she have eyelids?
“Thank fucking christ you woke up!” Dark circles marred Miu’s under-eye area, but she was grinning. Why was she grinning at her? “You gave me the biggest scare; I thought you’d never wake up and I’d be a fucking failure, geez. Thank god I’ve looked into this shit for a while now.”
“What?” Tsumugi asked, but something sounded wrong about her voice. She touched her neck--more metal embedded into the skin. It was like the sounds came out of her throat without her pushing the air out.
“Well, you know, since Kiibo’s a robot and all I thought I got bring some of his shit into some of this shit, and my shit fucking worked!”
Tsumugi shook her head. “No, not that, I…” She looked down at her hands--one of blue, shiny metal, and one mainly of flesh. “What am I…? How…?”
“You know what cyborgs are, right? Part human, part robot? Same fucking idea. There was no way you were getting through those injuries otherwise, you know. There was a lot I had to replace here.”
Oh, so that was what happened. Tsumugi turned her hands over, pressing down into her thighs. Her sense of touch in the robot hand was dulled; not gone completely, but nowhere near the level of her normal one. She wondered faintly if Kiibo felt this way totally all the time. If so, she had new empathy for the robot.
Again she raised her face. Just as she opened her mouth to ask the next question burning in her mind--why--the word died on her lips at the look on Miu’s face.
The confidence and cheer had drained away. Unshed tears shone in her squinted eyes, her skin red and blotchy even as she held back tears. Tsumugi didn’t know what to say; she hadn’t genuinely interacted with her peers in so long that she found that she didn’t know how to now. Shakily, she raised a hand to Miu’s face. All she could do was think back to the sad parts of anime she had watched and try to replicate it as much as possible.
It made her feel pathetic.
As she gently touched Miu’s face, she caught sight of the metal hand. Her fingers contracted sharply into a fist, a pang of distress at seeing the limb that wasn’t hers attached to her body, a mismatch that set her heart racing and mind spinning. But Miu lurched forward, wrapping her arms so tightly around Tsumugi that the two nearly rocked off the side of the examination table. Tsumugi’s arms automatically embraced Miu in return, and the overwhelming warmth, the softness of Miu’s torso pressed so closely to hers distracted her from the spiral she’d nearly been sent into.
“Don’t die on me, ok? Don’t you fucking dare die on me.”
It wasn’t like Tsumugi had a choice, but even she knew that was the worst thing to say at the moment. She closed her eyes to better focus on the feeling of Miu squeezing her so tightly. She still didn’t know why Miu saved her, but for now she would only accept that Tsumugi, to Miu, was somehow someone worth saving.
“Ok,” she whispered, feeling Miu’s silent tears soak into the sleeve of her shirt.
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ririabeam · 4 months
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Frozen cosplay 💖 (Miu said to Tsumugi, in my fanfic "B3TT3R World", one of the shows she likes is "Frozen" This is a possible hang out scene where Tsumugi does her favourite hobby(cosplaying), cosplaying characters from one of Miu's favourite shows)
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setternine-a · 3 years
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tobio n riku: break up bc of distance. are apart for a year. can’t get over each other. finally meet again in japan. riku: can’t look at tobio in the eye. tearing up. very emotional tobio: tobio: tobio: ok but i’ll have you know i have accumulated i love yous throughout the entire year and i will now dump them all on you at once because that’s how it works riku:
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@tsumiu​
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innosen · 3 years
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HEADCANON FEST 5/? ( AU: TWDG )
@tsumiu ( ´ ▽ ` )
🧟‍♂️ wild blueberries = her favorite food
🧟‍♂️ the first night she had to eat a wild rabbit, she got a small stomach ache the next day sksk 
🧟‍♂️ normally, chihiro’s way of fighting the walkers is really just calling out for atsumu/kick them in the knees and run away as fast as she can. the thought of having to kill them makes her really uneasy because she believes they’re still human 
🧟‍♂️ chihiro only used her knife once! that was when a walker was about to attack atsumu from behind so ofc she had no choice but to take it down to help him :< the guilt of taking down a walker with a knife stayed with her for soooo long
🧟‍♂️ chihiro’s repetitive nightmare before was the memory of her parents leaving their car. after atsumu’s death, her repetitive nightmare changed to her being dragged away as he was dying :”( 
🧟‍♂️ she dreams of finding a permanent hideout/home where they’d be free from walkers/bad raiders 
🧟‍♂️ it actually breaks chihiro’s heart every time they’d have to leave their hideouts, due to them being infested by zombies or raided by strangers, because she’d always grow attached to their “makeshift homes” T.T 
🧟‍♂️ when atsumu first rescued her, she was torn between following him and waiting for her parents to come back (it was her stranger danger senses, even in the midst of an apocalypse, kicking in sksk 😂)
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immajustreblogthis · 7 months
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mangher · 3 years
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She wraps her arms around Terushima and attempts to lift him, though his taller frame does not lift an inch off the ground. Riku huffs, grumbling to herself before walking away, not even feeling like she owes him an explanation as to what just happened.
@tsumiu
. 遊児 . 
The initial reaction is confusion. His arms are up slightly so she fits more against him with the way she’s wrapping her arms around him. Yuuji looked puzzled and he stared at Riku for a moment. That confusion disappeared soon enough and he barks out a loud laugh. 
Ah, so that’s how it is. 
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