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[ahogedetective]

@overthinkex continued from - { x }

Seiichi in the meanwhile was waiting outside the house with his bike, fidgeting giddily. In his excitement, he didn’t really register the fact no sensible person would want to be going anywhere at practically midnight, especially if they were already asleep; so that’s why he was at least fair enough to not run back in and rush him.

“Ah, there you are!” He beams, gesturing him to come get on the back of the bike. “Y-You know! The new Danganronpa game that’s out, now?! Danganronpa Tensei 20: The Royal! I’m too excited to wait until tomorrow to get it, s-so I’m picking up my pre-order of it, now! Now hop on, Shin: let’s go get it, together...!”

He could’ve just went alone, but he wanted his brother to come along, too: he found it much funner that way.

[ahogechef]

@overthinkex - { sc }

“Shuichiii.. have you eaten today?” Pouts the chef as she crosses her arms. Kaede knows Shuichi can have the tendency to overwork himself a lot, and thinking he looks a bit tired and weak right now was worrying her: hence why she went up to him and asked.

“No trying to lie, either! Great Detective Akamatsu will see through it.”

[ctrlaltkibo]

@overthinkex

Shuichi had been exiting his classroom, when a wave of nausea crashed into him. He didn’t even register falling. The next moment he found himself with his back on the pavement and staring up at the ceiling. Yes, maybe he had been lightheaded for a bit. And perhaps he’d felt oddly warm, but he hadn’t expected to pass out. ( Was it out of exhaustion…? )

He groaned, trying to sit up but once he did, his head throbbed and he fell down again, barely shielding the back of his head with his arm. Had he banged his head against the floor? His vision was still blurry, but he could make out a familiar figure. “K-kiibo…?” Shuichi couldn’t force many more words out, still coming to his senses, it seemed.

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│⚙️│ “Shuichi! Do not attempt to sit up so suddenly!”

Kiibo was absolutely relieved to see that Shuichi was responsive, especially considering how he fainted so suddenly. When he had witnessed the detective seemingly wavering on his feet, he had wanted to query about his well-being and suggest that he lay down as soon as possible, but didn’t even get the chance before his classmate fainted. And while the robot had moved as quickly as he could, there was simply no chance to catch Shuichi before he fell and smacked his head against the pavement.

“I do realise that calling for medical help would have been the most logical choice, but seeing as you’re not bleeding...” Kiibo gestured towards where he’d bumped his head, a prominent frown present on his face. He’d almost called up in a panic, but remembered that if it was that serious...then the detective probably wouldn’t even be stirring. “How are you feeling? If you are able to, try to sit up slowly.”

[kokeechee]

@overthinkex

“Poo-ichi!”

The name is called out with a drawl. Suddenly the Ultimate Supreme Leader appeared before the detective. He moved his fingers in a wave, walking closer to the other.

Stopping a couple of feet away, he folded his arms behind his head, hands clasping together. “Poooooo-ichiiiii~” He laughed. “Miu’s nickname for you is rubbing off on me. I think it’s pretty fitting, yeah?” He bounces a little, a grin growing on his face. “Hey, hey, come up with a nickname for me! Please! I want to know what the Ultimate Detective can come up with!”

“Yeah yeah! Insult me Shuichi! Do your worst!”

[liarsadvocate]

@overthinkex continuing { 🎲 } !

Silent as a cat and moving swiftly, it was child’s play to get on the tip of his toes and lift Shuichi’s hat from his head. With his raven hair now uncovered, the detective was bound to feel confused and pay attention to him. He was lost in thought so much, it bugged him. How dare him!

“ Nishishi... feeling not so confident now, huh? Gee, I didn’t know that at all! But... ”, he teased and jumped a step back, placing the cap on his own head. Much to his amusement, he could tell it probably looked ridiculous. 

Let’s play this game. I’m gonna give it my best. 

“ Maybe it suits me better? I’m Saihara Shuichi, the Ultimate Detective, I guess! But pwease don’t rely on me... I’m hand-picked by the government, but they’re all wrong. I’m a total wuss, I pwomise! ” Kokichi kept backing away and evading Shuichi’s attempts of retrieving his hat. You’ll see. Something’s gonna happen, I’m sure of it. 

[the-luminary-of-stars]

@overthinkex liked for a starter

There was something to be said about Shuichi, it was something that anyone could notice really. That sometimes the boy needed a break and while the school hadn’t acted on it yet, at this point he wasn’t just pushing himself to reach a goal...he was just pushing himself. Now there was no time to wait, his sidekick needed his support. Which is why he had chosen to intervene now.

"Shuichi, you can’t just keep pushing yourself like this. It’s not going to help anyone if you burn yourself out before you can reach your goals!” How would he be able to help his friends if he just neglected himself?

[justiceslain]

@overthinkex continued from {x}

A message in a bottle? That was totally the stuff of movies.

She pulled at the cork, which had no intention of moving whatsoever.

“Hey, Shuichi? You... might wanna back up.”

[heart-ruled-moved]

@overthinkex ll  Tenko SC ( Hope’s Peak AU )

🌸 She’d been avoiding the life outside her dojo more than she should. Ever since a few days ago, she had hadn’t really show her face around the school. She had the ever-lasting problem of still not being able to fit in with society, despite all her training in Neo-Aikido. 

It’s too much noise. Too much stimulation from devices she didn’t understand that hurt her head and made her feel sick. How was she supposed to get used to it? The people, the endless amount of new things...it only served to wind up her frustrations, and she took it out on the dummies provided to her in her ‘lab’ rather than risk hurting someone else around her. Maybe it was the responsible thing to do, given that she was apparently no less dangerous now...

She landed on her feet, hand catching itself on the mat as the sound of a knock and an opening door caught her off her groove. Her eyes narrowed, clearly unhappy with seeing it was a male at her doorstep.

“...Come here to make fun of me? Typical.” 

She had already made up her mind about his intentions before he had even said anything. 

[compulsivelylied-a]

monomono!

@overthinkex

                  ❝   this   is   really   stupid.  ❞

                 hands   hold  the   object   that  he   had   just  received   from   monomono  machine,   holding   it   out   as   if   it   was   going  to   snap   at   him   like  a   disgruntled   dog.  

                 ❝   here.  you   can   have  it,   i’m   sure  you   can   find  sooooome   use   for   a   –   ❞

                 he   glances  at   the   name.  

                 ❝   mini  degeneracy   generator.   what  the   hell.   ❞

[truthuncovered-a]

Abandoned Mask!

muse meme that i lost whoops.

         ❝ SEE, NOW THAT RIGHT there is the problem. ‘ you slither a flat smirk through crooked lips, having finally found your target. all your years as a child, you were told that your quirk was worthless for a hero –– how could someone who was essentially quirkless save people from the clutches of villainy ? it’s a boring insult, one that you’ve turned a blind eye to. but there is one label that you’ve taken to heart: the human mirror –– always turning a specific word or phrase back on the other person & pulling the proverbial rug from underneath their feet.

             ❝ you believe that you can become a hero with no hidden motive at all –– everyone has their psyche tattooed on their sleeve for the whole world to see. ‘ you bend down to meet the other’s eyes, smirk widening into your signature sneer. there’s a fire dancing in the evergreen forest of his irises, but if he’s not careful, the whole forest will burn.

              ❝ but allow me to open your eyes, ‘ you say, your voice pouring into the other boy’s ears like arsenic-laced whiskey down an unsuspecting guest’s throat. ❝ let’s face it: everyone has motivations hidden beneath the surface. whether it’s just millimeters beneath your skin or six feet underneath, there’s something that we all try to hide. everyone has an agenda, including you & me. ulterior motives always & will forever trump your so-called pure hearts. it’s a painful revelation, i know, ‘ you finish in a low simper.

monom.a neito | bnha.

[feebledetective]

@overthinkex INQUIRED: ‘ "Seijiiii! I k-know the perfect bonding a-activity!" Shinya appears in front of his brother with a big smile on his face, pulling multiple HUGE tubs of mayo from behind his back. "Let's m-make a mayo cake u-uwu." his face physically morphs into the uwu face. Make the mayo cake with him, or perish. ‘

   --  "...N-No..."  Seiji almost immediately declined the offer, there was NO WAY he was serious. But it seems to be so, especially when he looked at the large tubs of mayo he got. There was nothing but complete and utter disgust on his face.

   Walking up to him, he grabbed the tubs off his brother's hands and walked away, not even giving him a chance to speak or do anything. What is he going to do with the mayo? Honestly, he doesn't know, but he's certainly not even going to let his brother get near them.

    “Wh-Where did you get... S-Such a horrid idea from...? What sicko told you a-about this??”

   Just the thought of mayo cake made him want to gag. --

[ahogedetective]

"Hey, Shu-chan? I'm just s-sooooo cool, right?" While Shinya tried to sound confident, he had an almost *pleading* look in his eyes. Someone had probably said something rude to the poor guy. (if you got this the first time i sent it,, don't feel pressured to reply quickly!! i just wasn't sure if tumblr perhaps ate my ask again!)

“Huh? Are you…cool?” But it didn’t take long for him to give a chortle and nods. “Yes, you are, Shinya… and if anyone has something to say about it, well… they’re just jealous. Heheh…” And gives his hair a gentle ruffle.

[kusxtta-blog]

☝️? (Hope this is alright for a first interaction hfhv)

Non-verbal Starters. | Always accepting!☝️– Tap my muse on the shoulder.

Mikan always thought, next time, I’ll be prepared. Be it through topics written on cards or so many breaths that she approached hyperventilating, maybe (maybe? maybe?) next time, she could be prepared to speak, to exist, really, even if she was caught off guard!

She jolted at the sudden tap – which was enough of a clue that such a thing would not be happening anytime soon. (Next time, next time …)When the nurse turned around, she hoped the fear in her eyes wasn’t … too obvious. (Doubtful, but she could hope.)

   “U-Uh,”

She paused – if one looked closely enough, she seemed to wince, as if anticipating pain before it happened. When that didn’t (immediately) occur, the girl continued. Shakily, of course, as always.

   “Yes?”    Briefly panicking at her own tone, she cleared her throat.    “Is, is s-something … wrong …?”

(It felt like she should say something more, something seemed off about what she said, she was sure, but every millisecond that ticked on by made the effort pointless.)

[ctrlaltkibo]

monomono!

MONOMONO | @overthinkex

SCARAB BROOCH

A brooch modelled on an insect regarded as holy in ancient times. They are also more commonly called dung beetles.

│⚙️│ “Saihara-kun! You like brooches, yes?”

Kiibo appeared rather pleased with the one that had just popped out from the Monomono machine. The description that came with the brooch stated that the insect which was on it was regarded as ‘holy’ in ancient times…which must mean good, naturally! And while such a gift may have been more suitable for their entomologist classmate, he also knew such a brooch would look rather nice on the detective. He held out the pin which sat neatly in the middle of his metallic hand, a bright smile on the robot’s face.

He was going to ignore the fact that the scarab was also called the dung beetle.

“Would this be a suitable gift for you? When I received it, I thought this would suit you!”

[doutanishin]

@overthinkex​

                  Korekiyo startled as he glanced and saw Saihara in his room.  Had he left the door ajar by accident?  Still, it was a near fatal timing error, given that his mask was down and he had a tube of lipstick in hand.

                     “S-Saihara-...”  He quickly pulled up his mask, trying to calm himself.  He could take care of this.  Korekiyo swallowed thickly, trying to breathe.  “Good morning, Saihara-kun.  Is everything alright?”

[liarsadvocate]

pumpkin? (if that's alright sfssf)

🍂 Shades of Orange 🍂 || ACCEPTINGPumpkin: Our muses trying to solve a mysteryI took this place as an idea, but ya can imagine whatever you want!

“ So what? You’re telling me you haven’t solved it yet? Pfft, boooring! ”

Ouma was teasing the Ultimate Detective as his eyes scanned the empty room. Glaring red walls and two locked doors with the labels “ A ” and “ B ” on them, that were the first most obvious discoveries - except for the door they had just come through a minute ago and which was the entrance to this escape room. The Red Room was supposedly one of the hardest escape rooms in all of Tokyo and therefore, Ouma hadn’t hesitated to drag Saihara along. 

“ There really isn’t anything in here, huh? Well, I give up! Time to go home ”, he declared and spun on his heels with a carefree smile dancing on his lips. When he rattled on the entrance, the door was locked, for obvious reasons. Nonetheless, he kept trying to force it open in a dramatic manner and shock rushed through his body.

“ Eh? Saihara-chan, we’re actually locked in! The door’s locked… I thought they were just kidding, but… there’s no way to leave. W-what are we gonna do now…? ”