#s-essha

[skysteppe]

SHADOW THEE HEDGEHOG today at xx:xx pm class is basically over so im back SHADOW THEE HEDGEHOG today at xx:xx pm 🤧 i may have been gone for 15 mins but... i did my best... anyways here SHADOW THEE HEDGEHOG today at xx:xx pm verycoolhorsepics.png

A piece of digital art clearly done on a default app of some kind. Regardless, it was unnecessarily nice. A landscape, a bit impressionistic but most likely hindered by the medium. It's best to be impressionistic, just cohesive enough to be a detailed landscape but abstract enough for mistakes to hardly be mistakes. Although, it appeared he had given up halfway through and the right side of the piece was unfinished with just a few lines and instead was a poorly drawn horse to fill the void.

Davaa was well slumped in his seat, the lecture having gone on long; or at least felt that way. You know, the type of professor who gets derailed all too easily and starts a never ending anecdote about their life. Unrelated to the actual lesson of course! Class is basically over so time to shoot the shit with his brother in clout. / @s-essha

[rove-bogge]

BG 0/1/0 CPU

@s-essha _______

Ignihyde was a dorm filled with impressive pc setups. It was almost mandatory to have some beast of a computer system in this house. Rove's was no different with his large monster tower sat under his desk and the three raised monitors the tower hummed and whirred as it worked on multitasking. A fortress holding back a pandora's box of viruses and malware Rove's pc was something to fear as the side monitor showed code being scripted and written for some devious project or just for its owners giggles and entertainment.

Currently the messy blonde haired student was tapping away on the keyboard goading his teammates in the game they were playing. Abusive words tumbling from his lips as he smugly put down who he believed was holding them back from stomping the other team he was about to continue when suddenly his screens went black.

"Huh?" Was all that escaped his lip when a loud bang erupted from his Pc tower smoke billowing out from the now broken glass.

"WHAT THE FU-" He screamed realising the project he was mid coding was a commission for a client...lost.

Swearing he quickly brushed the glass to the side so he wouldn't cut himself coughing on the putrid smelling smoke he was quick to open his door wheezing as Dollface landed on his head her fluff puffing in distaste of her space becoming smoky.

"Urgh..." He was quick to rush to Idia's door knocking loudly.

"O-Oi Idia...I need your help!" He wheezed praying he could recover his files but he knew the damage needed someone who was a specialist in engineering.

[gyaryuyu]

╭─〔❨✧ INCOMING CALL !! from: @s-essha ✧❩〕─╮

[ PATROL ] - To make rounds patrolling the campus at night with the receiver, keeping your eyes out for any suspicious activity.

"W-Why are we even..." on this mission quest? Too long of a story, but they're knee-deep in it now, Idia slightly more invested in re-checking his phone periodically if not by tense ritual—— warily eye surroundings, panic when a campus stray rustles leaves, realize, check phone. Someone had to keep track of the time, right?

╰─〔❨✧ PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE TONE !! ✧❩〕─╯

YEAH, SHE WAS A GIRLFAIL. BUT HE WAS LAMER AND CRINGIER THAN HER. He was her boyloser. And God help anyone who dared to disrespect her boyloser. Yuyu made sure to bundle up tonight! She'd learned from her last excursion through a cemetery at night that it got pretty chilly out! So she sported a totally cute pink hoodie with bunny ears on the hood ( + and an extra feline-esque passenger bundled up on her chest, head poking out through the opening under her chin ) The cold, however did not stop her from wearing a mini-skirt and the night did not dissuade her usual loud voice.

"OH COME AWHN IDIA! Nothings even happened yet!" the addition of 'yet' was probably concerning. Yuyu turned on her heel to stop the distracted blue flame in their tracks. One hand held up the drowsy Grim under her sweatshirt while the other shot out to jab Idia in the side. "Like yeah things have been totally like... bad lately. But we can def handle it! Or at least I can. I will protect you Idia... I will be your Princess Knight just this once!" she puffs out her chest, followed by a half-asleep Grim mumbling something inaudibly but surely with a pungent amount of snark.

"You can be my damsel in distress!~ also what time is it though. We've been out here for at least half an hour by now right?"

[99lostsouls]

MEMIES HEADCANNONS // OPEN

[ @s-essha & @espritdediamant sent ❃ : my muse and social media! ]

having nearly every bit of the internet accessible at the touch of his fingers would certainly make it seem ortho was an active participant in it. 

that notion isn't wrong…or exactly correct either. 

ortho is best described as a LURKER across social media platforms. In most cases he uses idia's own accounts for whatever he wants to watch or browse through, all besides one app in particular.

MAGICAM! his most used app by far. though his account @/blueboydreams is as bare-bones as it gets, he makes an effort to follow everyone on campus and frequently check on their posts.

he'll often show idia anything he finds particularly interesting himself, or up his brother's lane. 

ortho gets a kick out of seeing everyone out together, imagining he was playing with them as well, all as good friends! 

each scenario puts him down a rabbit hole of near brainrot, researching about whatever students are doing on that particular day so he'll know everything if he were ever allowed to join. 

he's most frequently liking and scrolling through carter's page of all people. he deeply enjoys all the selfies and food pictures, but he also uses cater's page as a lesson in slang!

seems new words and acronyms are being made every single day. it's difficult to keep up sometimes…but heartslabyul's diamond shows him how to properly use them in sentences.

yes, he has said " slay! " in response to an ignihyde student's finished projects.

you can't blame him for trying. 

just wait, soon he'll be a teen expert!

[s-essha]

イデア: G̲AME, SET, MATCH. ☆

maybe one day i could be a real hero. why did it have to be this way ? i... we just wanted to be the same as everyone else.

S-ESSHA. private IDIA SHROUD, depicted by WENDOLYN. interactions strictly placed within the NIGHT RAVEN UNIVERSITY group.

THREAD TRACKER. rules & about.

DATA ANALYSIS.

[silverknightpiece]

continued from here with @s-essha

Having seen the names across the bulletin board had been a bit of a surprise but Silver quickly remembered what was at stake and what was out there, and was more grateful for the large pool of students.  Seeing his partner, he had no quarrels with the upperclassmen that were chosen to join him, and he kept that air as he did a lot of talking up their later nightly events. Perhaps, he had been too overzealous with his beginning support, but he really wished it would work out. 

The Diasomnia-issued dormitory uniform was just a basic standard for anything that might need them to fight, as it was genuinely built for durability during a labor-intensive event. His baton was fastened to his pen, and his boots and posture made him ready to patrol effectively or attack. The third year was one he looked up to for understanding something in the human world Silver could not, and his skills and power were something Silver admired.  Their awkwardness as a duo did not go past Silver, and he did overcompensate in the beginning. If that had caused Idia to feel even more uncomfortable in this very foreign situation, he would not blame the other. 

The patrol had been quiet for the most part, and Silver had no issues with the silence, but after India had turned and broken it, he was as understanding as he could be. This had been an inevitable unfortunate event in Silver's mind.  "Just a little longer, Idia, sir. We only have to pass the small hour and we can report in at the earliest."  The hour not even being past 22 at best did not escape Silver. "Everyone has something to do, and we at Diasomnia all have things to accomplish before the expedition, even as individuals. I wish to keep our fellow students resting for tomorrow…"

His tone is low so as not to scare off his already skittish partner or draw attention, and the glow of his hair did not faze Silver as he lauded the upperclassmen. "As you said, I cannot do this myself. I was given your assistance."

[fyshokugeki]

Shokugeki no Soma: San no Sara ☆ Toutsuki Ressha-hen 

» ☆ OPENING ☆

[rove-bogge]

Rations for Idia

Continued from here, @s-essha ___ The gift of food had been presented to the other. He had packaged it as neatly as possible. The food inside sat in a rather childishly cute set up yet to even be viewed from the receiver as it sat on the surface in front of Idia causing the other stress while Rove felt his heart hit his throat and drum so loudly that his skull felt like it was vibrating as his stomach churned as the other can’t even look at him. Rejection… The other wasn’t out right saying it but his actions and attempted politeness said it all really. He didn’t want it…. “You…don’t want it…” He said lowly. Of course…who would want anything from him. Whispers of insects crawling in his skin and anything he touched likely marred the gift in the eyes of the other. No matter the fact he made an effort to make this food to share with the other. To make sure Idia ate ok…to try and waver some form of peace between the pair. His eyes burned holding back the humiliation as he felt his throat tighten. He felt like an idiot for even trying. Quick and shaky hands quickly reached out to snatch the bento back clutching it to his chest as shaky grey eyes bored into Idia for a moment. “Of course…who wants something from the bug boy.” He whispered harshly. “I’ll just…throw it away.” He squeaked a mixture of deep turmoil and choked humiliation. A spiky lump that he was choking on in his struggle to swallow. Ready to scurry away to his under rock like the insect he was unless the other stopped him.