👗Fandom: UTUA 👗Genre: fluff 👗Length: Medium (415 words)
Extra information: Iku is a actually a maid loid who was originally created for NSFW projects and had no singing voice, however she has been translated into a voice bank! Obviously she doesn't have a canon personality so I just made one up! If you like Miu Iruma you'll like her 😉
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"You wanna find your style, right?" Iku's disembodied voice floats over the mountain of clothes in clutching, trying not to topple over. "Yeah- Iku, I didn't know you had so many clothes!" My voice wavers and I plop to the floor, a pair of tights draped over my head. "Well, duh. I've gone through so many phases, I've literally lost count." She giggles as a pair of jeans sails over my head. "Pick out whatever you want, babes." "Thank you!" I struggle over to her, picking through the rainbow pools of fabric. I sift through a pile of skirts until I find a pastel swirly skirt with pink candy cane stripes. "Aww that looks adorable baby!" Iku kisses my cheeks absentmindedly, searching the floor like a miner looking for gold. "Here! The matching top!" She throws me a white blouse with a frilly collar and pockets lined with pink lace. I slide into it and Iku passes me some white thigh highs. We stand together in the mirror, and Iku ruffles my h/l hair affectionately from her advantage point on high heels. "You look so cute! Do you wanna try something else?" She asks. "Sure!" I smile, dragging my fingers through my hair. "What about a more edgy style? Like- oh, these fishnet tights! They're awesome!" Iku hurls them at me and I stare at them, stroking the material nervously. "Iku?" "Yes baby?" "Was this just a way to get me to wear fishnets?" "..." "Iku?" Iku wraps her skinny arms around me and buries her head into my shouder. "But y/nnnn you'd look so amazing!" She groans. "Ok,ok, I'll wear them. Do you have any other stuff?" Iku perks up immediately, rushing over and handing me a black pencil skirt, a stripy shirt and a black frog hat. I shuffle into the outfit and strike a pose melodramatically. "How do I look?" I ask, and Iku wraps her arms around me and squeals. "You looks so cute!!!" She squeals, kissing my head. "Thank you!" I grin. "Now..." We stare at the mess of clothes and shoes. "I think we need to tidy up."
