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implying they are all Tutel?? what does that mean? were you saying they are turtles? thats cute if thats what you were saying

i was implying they have animal quirks in their family Kirishima and TetsuTetsu are dragons like their aunt Ryukyu and Tatami's a turtle because turtles have shells and shells are kinda hardening even if she doesn't have the shell part in her quirk i honest might just change her quirk to she can do anything a turtle can do she doesn't have a shell but the skin on her back is tough like one

// Yeah, I was saying turtle! my friend has one as a pet and we call them "tutel" (totel for tortoises)

I am absolutely obsessed with that family tree tho its SO cute literally the cutest one I think i've seen AND the implications on inhereted looks is even cuter

How would Tetsu and Shimi surprise each other after the other one has had a super tough/sad day and wants to cheer them up?

Tetsutetsu: Sometimes we don't even want to do anything big. Just resting is good enough.

Shimi: I don't like surprises that much when I don't feel very good, so being around someone without having to do anything is fine.

hi!! i hope you're having a wonderful day, i just wanted to say that i've been reading your oc's bio and i absolutely adore it, they're so cool!! i love her quirk, it's creative and can come useful

// omg!!!! thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

shimi's been the focus of most (if not all) of my creative endeavors for the last 6 or so years and it's always super encouraging when people think shes cool!!!!!!

i hope you enjoy all of the other parts about her as well!!!!

Hey tetsutetsu, you getting good grades 🤨

I know you hard-headed (pun intended 😋), so I just gotta check up on you.

Tetsutetsu: Thanks for checking up on me! It means a lot!

Tetsutetsu: And your joke was really good sir!

Tetsutetsu, first of all you are handsome but my question is Kirishima is known to have a quirk that he can hardened himself and it's limitless but your quirk has limit. Did u feel insecure that your quirk is not that good compared to his and afraid to live in his shadow, or do u have any ideas to make ur quirk stronger which u try to improve...and if ur are insecure then how do u deal with this??

Tetsutetsu: If you want insecure, that's Kirishima, not me. I had to tell him that his inability to facetank that Todoroki's flames wasn't something that made him any less powerful!

Tetsutetsu: Also he doesn't even eat his vegetables. I don't need to feel insecure about someone who doesn't eat his vegetables. That's where the iron is.

A question for you both! What are your favorite foods?

Shimi: In this household, we just like vegetables a lot.

// Tetsu's response actually comes from a line in the Ultra Impact gacha! (oh lore!)

How did 1b react to shimi and tetsutetsu?

Tetsutetsu: I was so excited to tell them...

Shimi: He really had no clue they already knew. They said it was obvious.

Omg my quirksona has a similar quirk!! Has a shadow friend that shapeshifts depending on emotions. The more positive/calm the smaller and more friendly-based shadow and the more negative the bigger and scarier!! I wonder if they would be pals :0

// An o n I would love to hear more about your quirksona, but also B LEASE DONT BE PALS WITH DAME SHE’S SO BAD

This is Dame Nonoshiru, and her biological child Shimi Shinozuku!

Shimi does not live with Dame, because Dame had left her up for adoption immediately after birth (and also for story reasons that would lead Shimi to villany if she had been kept around).

Dame is a civilian/pseudo-villain. She has a low-end job, a kind of small crappy apartment and spends all her money on cigarettes and alcohol for the most part. 

Her life isn’t the part that makes her dangerous though! Because of how her quirk functions, being that in order for it be strong, she has to hate herself. As such she has a very basic, self-survival mindset. Nothing more than a few pleasure for the self but only to add more fuel to the fire of self-hatred. See, Dame is fully aware that what she does is “bad” and thus fuels the everlasting, “I’m a horrible person fire” she has kept lit for so long. 

Her mindset is very “everything that I do has to have a benefit for me”, which is a good part of why she had left Shimi out for adoption. The child of an accidental pregnancy, Shimi was just more weight for Dame and too much of a money drain and so the child was left to be picked up by someone else.

While the idea of having a child has no weight on Dame, she does see it as a weight to throw around if it were needed to be used. 

But the rest of her role in Shimi’s story will remain a secret for now!

Is there anyone in Class 1-A that Shimi is close with?

Shimi: By virtue of family, I’m very close to Eiji! 

Shimi, have you taken Tetsu on a fancy sate?

Shimi: Recently, we went to an amusement park! Not very fancy, but it’s more fun than going to my momma’s concerts.

(( dont worry anon! i know you meant date! ))

Tetsu, do you have a cute nickname for Shimi?

Tetsutetsu: I call her Shi-chan! I think it’s really cute!

(( Just a clarification cause its very small, the two characters in the top left are Shimi’s adoptive parents! In the top right are both Kirishima and Tamaki, who Shimi is related to either through adoption or blood relation. ))

Egg

Tetsutetsu & Shimi: Egg. 

How do the two of you sleep? Together pr separate?

Tetsu: At this point, it’s more an issue of if Shimi passes out on my bed.

😂Funniest thing that’s ever happened to your muse?

// It’s probably… when she first started getting the packages from her parents. She had no clue where it was coming from or who knew what she liked and it freaked her out until she read the mailing label. 

i really had to think about this oneeeeee sorry!!!!

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🌌Favorite alternate version of the muse?

//M mmm. … I gotta say, I really really love my Married Life AU for Shitetsu. Technically it’s my canon for where I want the two to end up, but it’s just SO GOOD!

If there had to be a second choice, it’d be my Monster Hunter AU!

Tetsu: For the most part, everyone in 2-B gets along well! 

(🍫) Shi-chaaaaan~ I got us some pocky!

(( It’s Pocky Day! Send my muse a 🍫 to share a box with them. ))

Shimi: Please don’t tell him I’m here.

do you guys ever share things in the dorms? (ex: washing both of your clothes in the same washer because it’ll save time, buying ice cream and sharing it)

Tetsu: If we need anything else, Kendou usually asks us to go buy it. 

Skeleton

Skeleton: What is your biggest fear?

// These go under the cut for potential triggers in guns/gunshots, puppetry, manipulation

Shimi: Shimi fears, more than anything else, a lack of control over her own identity or having it stolen. She can’t stand that what is her life and her entire being would or could be used by someone else, in the most extreme cases copying her perfectly. Shimi will lose any semblance of who she is and whether her own existence is real or not.

Tetsutetsu: Tetsutetsu fears a simple thing. He fears failure. Not the, ‘Oh, I got a low mark on the quiz,’ type of failure, but that specifically relating to his friends and family. It starts to really rear its head in him after the Summer Training Camp and the fight against Mustard with Kendou. For some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about the ‘what if I failed?’ 

Misako: ‘l-let’s all work hard to become great pro heroes!’

Tetsu: That's the spirit, man!

Ay gamers wanna uhhhh game on???

Shimi: Game on!

shimi 😍😍 do you 💜 love me 💜💜 are you riding 🚘🚗 say you’ll never❌❌ ever leave 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ from besides me 👫👭👬 cause i want ya 😘😘 and i need ya 💜💜👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 and i’m down 👇 for you always 💍💜

Do either of you have a crush on anyone in other classes?

Shimi: I mean I was in 1D last year and I crushed super hard on Tetsu, does that count?

How did you two meet?

Tetsu: If it means anything, I did invite her to play the game with me.

Who's your favorite teacher? ;P

Bonus!

Huffy sleepy Mina. She wants cuddles. [viscousquxxn]

Shimi: Can’t really say we’re good at this kind of thing... 

@viscousquxxn

What's Shimi's quirk?

Shimi: It’s really good for villain apprehension and group work!

Here is a full breakdown of Shimi’s quirk! 

(//if your on mobile you should copy paste the link into a browser)

Hey Metal Boi Who is the cutie next you~

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To: Jonathan Daniel Winchesterc/o Charlotte Sawyer. 

[ separately enclosed ] : 

Auntie— If I don’t come home, can you make sure this letter gets to Jonny? I’m not sure where he lives now, but I’m sure you could find him on facebook or something. Thank you. I love you. 

Dear Jonny. 

I know this is too many years too late, and this definitely is the worst way to find out about… all of this. So I’m sorry for this, first of all. Anyways… 

If you’re reading this letter (fuck, how cliche) … I didn’t come home from my deployment. And not like, I ran away to France kind of didn’t come home. Like, never coming home. I don’t know if you even know I joined the Marines after I stopped fighting. But I did. Off to serve my country. So, if you’re reading this, I died for my country. 

And now, writing this, days before my first tour, I know that it’s a real possibility. So I’m putting certain things in place. My will, letters to the girls, and my mama, and auntie. Stuff like that. And a letter to you. Because I’ve been selfish and stupid enough with you in my life. I can’t be selfish and stupid in my death too. If I die before I ever get to see you again and tell you this shit in person, I want you to know some things. 

I’m sorry, Jay. I’m so fucking sorry. I was such a fucking asshole back then. I was possessive, and jealous, and over-protective. And I pushed you away. I made things miserable between us, because I couldn’t fucking handle my shit, and my feelings. It’s been two years, and I swear to god I think about you and us at least once a day. There’s always something that reminds me of you, or reminds me of how stupid I’ve been. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t stronger, or more rational, or more patient, or more kind. I’m sorry I wasn’t better. I need you to know that what happened between us is the biggest regret of my life. Hurting you is the worst thing I’ve ever done. And at the point that you’re reading this, I’ve probably killed at least one person. I’d still regret hurting you and losing you more. 

The truth is that… I love you. Not just “I love you, man” kind of love. I’m in love with you. Yeah, present tense. I have been for so fucking long. I think I first realized how I felt about you…. 6 months after we met. I think even during that time I was in denial, because I didn’t know how to reconcile the fact that you were a guy. But it didn’t matter. I was confused, and I didn’t understand… But I understood that you smiling at me was the best thing I’ve ever fucking felt. And I understood that if I smiled, you’d smile back. You always joked that I only ever smiled with you… That’s why. I didn’t care about smiling at anyone else, because it didn’t feel like it did with you. God, how gay is that? haha. Guess I shouldn’t be confused about that anymore, huh? 

You were my best friend, Jonny. You were the only person I ever wanted to spend time with, and I only ever wanted you to spend time with me. You going away to college was so fucking hard, because I knew it meant that I’d missed my chance. Whatever slim chance I ever could have had. But you were going away, and you hadn’t even been there two weeks, and you were already telling me about this new guy you were dating. And fuck… Being jealous was bad enough, but then you were telling me that he was taking you to parties and introducing you to that… bullshit. And then i was angry, and protective, and scared for you. All of that, plus being so hopelessly fucking in love with you, and so god damn lonely… I didn’t know how to handle all those fucking feelings. So I was just a dick. I was mean to you because all my frustration just turned into aggression, i guess… Then you were upset and hurt, and you didn’t understand, and I just got more angry and frustrated at myself. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t better.

I remember that night. When we were so fucking crossfaded, and at that stupid party, and you kissed me. Oh my god. You laughed when you kissed me, and I’m pretty sure I almost passed out. You sitting on my lap was nothing new, but I can remember the way you felt that night so clearly. And the way my heart pounded so hard the whole time. And everything that happened after that… I remember. I should have said something, but… I just thought, you were drunk, and you wanted affection. And I was always there to give that to you. Why would this be any different? Plus, i was so drunk, and after kissing you, I couldn’t figure out how to ask you to stay. I thought you were gonna come back. I woke up in the middle of the night, after I passed out, and I was so heartbroken, because you weren’t there. You’d left. And I didn’t understand why. You never leave. I figured that meant you regretted what happened. And I was so scared to have that confirmed, so I never brought it up. And I figured if you wanted it to happen again, you would have said something. Because… you’re you. And you’re not afraid to ask for what you want. But you didn’t ask for me again, and that was my answer. Maybe I was wrong, and maybe that was my biggest mistake. But sometimes I still dream about the way your lips tasted that night. 

Anyways… this is sappy enough. And I realize that this might just make everything worse, especially now that I’m dead. So, I’m sorry. If this makes it worse. But I just couldn’t die without making sure you knew all this stuff. 

I love you, Jay. I’ve loved you, so much, for so long. Don’t let piece of shit guys fuck with you. You’re a god damn masterpiece, kid. And I know you’re gonna put so much beauty in this world. I’m sad I’ll never get to see it. Please, take care of yourself. And find happiness. You deserve it more than anyone I have ever met in this stupid life. 

Give ‘em hell, pretty boy. 

- Jaxon Benjamin Sawyer. (aka jaxy)

⌚ :))))

“ i served with this kid for years, and yer gonna make me pick just one? ummm… fuck your rules, you get two. 

so over there… its so much fucking desert, and sand, and that shit is fuckin’ awful. it gets in your guns, it gets in your gps, it gets in your fucking lungs. sometimes there are these sandstorms, right? it just blows and blows and blows. and you can’t see shit, you can barely breathe, you can’t hear. yer just stuck in this browned out haze. and then… then sometimes it starts fuckin’ raining on top of it. so its just a mud storm. and then yer on your belly, trying to get out of the wind, and you get even more muddy. anyways. its awful. one night, tate and i are walking the perimeter, and before he reaches the end of his sentence, the wind starts up, and while i’m finishing settin’ up the standard issue tent for this kind of shit, it starts raining. so we’re both fuckin’ covered in mud, gettin’ this shit set up, trying not to lose hold of the damn thing. and mind you… it’s a one person tent. so we’re both soaking wet, and caked in mud, huddled in this tiny ass tent, waiting out the storm. and i mean… you get bored, ya know? so mcallister pulls out his pack of cards, and we know its gonna get ruined because we dont have a clean fucking scrap of material between us. but what else do ya do? so we sit there pretty much all night, playin’ every card game we can think of, talkin’ about everything and anything we can think of. and honestly… despite the storm, it really wasn’t a bad night. i think he lost a patch of hair because we let the mud dry and tried to pick it off. anyways, after that, i kept the ruined deck, and got him a new deck of cards, and ghetto laminated them with packing tape. i thought i was funny. 

so that’s one. that’s when we were serving. my other favorite memory is one i can barely remember. we were headed home on leave, but our flights were delayed because of atlantic storm. so we spent a couple days in dublin. and i mean… we were young, dumb, antsy marines back then. and we were in fuckin’ dublin for gods sake. so of course… we go out and get absolutely smashed. you’d think it was fleet week the way we tore it up. we were bar hopping, and making friends all over the place, because the irish fuckin’ love americans. i think we did karaoke at one point. or maybe we just sang real loud in a pub. anyways… i wake up the next morning, in someone’s hotel. tate is passed out on the floor with a bruise on his fuckin’ neck. i’ve got a split lip and a scrape on my cheek and my shoulder. there’s marbles in my pockets, a jacks and ball set on the coffee table. and a fucking red balloon tattoo on my foot. how we got from one point to the next is a little hazy,  but i do remember we had a whole god damn bunch of fun. we were both hungover on th’ plane going back to the states, but it was fun drinking bloody marys and trying to piece together the night. 

there’s lots of nights like both of those. but those two stick out, and just remind me that tate is a real ride or die. even when he definitely doesn’t agree with the stupid shit i wanna do. he still goes along with me, and makes sure that i don’t die. ”

@tatemcallisterr