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I WANT/NEED a fanfiction of iruma-kun to be from Florida, to just be a tiny Florida man. He'll still be his sweet, helpful little doormat BUT he is CHAOTIC like Clara is calm compared to him kind of chaotic but you have to be like trust level:6 to see it tho.
Just imagine Someone attacks the misfit class 1 and dad!Kalego and dad!Balam day when they're like on a field trip or something like that and and Iruma just goes fucking crazy on the guy Full Florida man crazy and then afterwards he's like laughing hysterically saying "get wreck bitch" and just being chaotic as all hell WHILE not being in Evil Cycle and the class and teachers just looks at him like "what the fuck?!" Then realized he's not in Evil Cycle and goes "WHAT THE FACK?!?!?!?!? HES LIKE THIS NATURALLY"
Fan art for the work Priceless Exchanges on ao3 chapter 23
Can I just say how Cute this panel was…🥹❤️🥹❤️🥹❤️
Look at them… 🥹
I just think iruma suzuki should go by he/she always and the name irumi in a cute dress some days for fun
"Iruma kun isnt gendefluid!!" Then why is she genderfluid??
demdol Irumi is super cute actually
Summary: Asmodeus and Clara discover the truth behind Iruma’s parents and decide that it’s their responsibility to make up for the love and affection he missed out on growing up. But they somehow miss the fact that Iruma is doing just fine without his previous family, and he’s enjoying his new one very much.
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“Whoah, Azz-kun! Your bloodline magic is so cool!” Iruma gushed. He had roped himself into helping the janitors clear the cherry blossoms again, but thankfully Azz-kun was there to burn them to a crisp.
“Thank you, Iruma-sama! But my magic pales into comparison to yours!” Azz-kun puffed up in pride with a literal sparkle in his eyes. But that quickly morphed to anger as Clara slammed into his side.
“Iruma-chi! Are you done yet? I wanna play!” she whined as Azz-kun tried to pry her off. Iruma rubbed her head and laughed.
“Yeah, just finished thanks to Azz-kun. What do you want to do?” Clara launched herself off of Azz-kun to latch onto Iruma.
“I wanna play with the fire!” she cheered and lunged for the small traces of soot that Azz-kun’s fire had left behind. She slammed her hands in the ash and spun around. “Look! It’s like chalk! I bet we can draw with it!”
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