#int65

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Toshinori: I think I'm finally comfortable enough to telling the Aizawa family, that I'm also All-might. Shota: *thinking about his annoying ass journalist brother*

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@int65

[djsouled]

[txt] lmk when ur free? need to talk

[txt] its about sho-chan

[txt] i think hes fallen in with the wrong crowd. im worried.

well, that's never an encouraging thing to read. in fact it's worrisome enough that he physically feels a jolt to his heartbeat, a lightness of a flutter in his chest. something like ice runs in his veins, already do his thoughts run a mile a minute before he has to find a seat and park ass. thumbs run over the screen like an olympic typer,

[ sms ] free rn [ sms ] wdym?

fuck it. texting couldn't possibly measure up to what he really needed on this topic. he pulls up aksha's number and dials it within milliseconds.

@int65.

[dryeyed]

more on this coming as i fully flesh out and write down his backstory in the upcoming doc, but essentially: the divergence with my shota is that he went awol post-graduation.

losing shirakumo breaks him in ways he can't recover from. bitterness and anger tears him up and he even leaves yamada's side to promptly leave japan. he lives in the states for almost a decade, where his work and general life erred on the side of poor decisions and acting out without regard for others. here he meets int65's aksha, and the two become close in their further studies. he began his night patrols at the same time, though his actions were ambiguous ; some wouldn't really deem them 'heroic' in the fact that he largely targeted systems most would call 'safe.' shota had become almost obsessed with breaking down the fragile image of heroes to the public, he wanted to show the pain and horror that this life had lead to for so many people. for so many kids. the name heavenbreaker had begun to ring throughout the underground.

he began struggling with substance abuse for a lot of reasons, a gradual thing that really started to become a bit of a problem during his early 20s. it was also at this point where aksha had started a program of study in japan, and he was once again alone. it had been fine, though, because the two kept in touch - and even yamada helped keep him in the loop, as he and aksha began to work together while she was overseas. that is until she went missing.

and shota broke. he lost complete faith in the world around him, in the society that refused to budge no matter any effort he ever made. his actions had become more extreme, heavenbreaker had been the start of quite a few riots. he became relentless with all his rage, took things too far and people, targets, had ended up in the hospital because of him. even so, it had never gone too far as for total fatalities, something that was calculated in every single one of his movements. his substance abuses were fully fledged addictions at this point, and he hit the lowest point in his life during the years of hid mid-20s. it wasn't until there was a new lead on aksha's cold case, told to him by yamada (who had physically come to the states to drag shota back to japan) that he had started the arduous road to recovery (or recovery-aligned).

the two had demanded they head the operation to recover aksha, and ultimately they were successful - but it wasn't aksha who was the person they had found, not anymore. and shota wanted nothing more than to run back to the misery that had been such a comforting self-destructive presence, but he found the discipline in himself he once had to take life in little bites instead. he learned who sol was as a person, he learned how to be around hizashi again, he learned how to be a hero in remembrance of those he had lost instead of a vigilante menace. eventually, due to hizashi's pleading and landing a golden opportunity right in shota's lap, he had become a teacher at UA high school.

the rest is history.

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CHARACTER FLAWS:

BOLD what always applies to your muse; ITALICIZE what sometimes applies to your muse; STRIKE OUT what never applies to your muse.

absent-minded / abusive / addict / adrenaline junkie / aggressive / aimless / alcoholic / anxious / arrogant / audacious / bad liar / big mouth / bigot / blindly loyal / blunt / callous / childish / chronic heroism / cheater / clingy / clumsy / cocky / codependent / competitive / corrupt / cowardly / cruel / cynical / delinquent / delusional / dependent / depressed / deranged / disloyal / ditzy / egotistical / envious / erratic / fickle / finicky / fixated / flaky / frail / fraudulent / foul mouthed / guilt complex / gloomy / gluttonous / gossiper / gruff / grudge holding / gullible / hedonistic / humorless / hypochondriac / hypocritical / idealist / idiotic / ignorant / immature / impatient / incompetent / indecisive / insecure / insensitive / lazy / lewd / liar / lustful / manipulative / masochistic / meddlesome / melodramatic / money-loving / moody / naive / nervous / nosy / ornery / overprotective / overly sensitive / paranoid / passive-aggressive / perfectionist / pessimist / petty / power-hungry / proud / possessive / pushover / reckless / reclusive/ remorseless / rigorous / sadistic / sarcastic / senile / selfish / self-destructive / shallow / sociopathic / sore loser / spineless / spiteful / spoiled / stubborn / suspicious / tactless / temperamental / timid / thief / traitorous / ungracious / unlucky / untrustworthy / withdrawn / workaholic

tagged: @int65 xoxo tagging: @carnaxe @heartwrithe (dove) @alphateamsfinest @mrgoatman @janeromeroshow @mercymedic @axeattitude + everyone !

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@int65 @osoreruna

Lol I’m imagining guests visiting the midoriya residence, going to the toilet, and trying not to feel uncomfortable with the massive All Might printed face shower curtain that *must* exist in this headcanon

it's very awkward

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CHARACTER FLAWS - kaifeng andar.

BOLD what always applies to your muse; ITALICIZE what sometimes applies to your muse; STRIKE OUT what never applies to your muse.

absent-minded / abusive / addict / adrenaline junkie / aggressive / aimless / alcoholic / anxious / arrogant / audacious / bad liar / big mouth / bigot / blindly loyal / blunt / callous / childish / chronic heroism / cheater (not a romantic cheater) / clingy / clumsy / cocky / codependent / competitive / corrupt / cowardly / cruel / cynical / delinquent / delusional / dependent / depressed / deranged / disloyal / ditzy / egotistical / envious / erratic / fickle / finicky / fixated / flaky / frail / fraudulent / foul mouthed / guilt complex / gloomy / gluttonous / gossiper / gruff / grudge holding / gullible / hedonistic / humorless / hypochondriac / hypocritical / idealist / idiotic / ignorant / immature / impatient / incompetent / indecisive / insecure / insensitive / lazy / lewd / liar / lustful / manipulative / masochistic / meddlesome / melodramatic / money-loving / moody / naive / nervous / nosy / ornery / overprotective / overly sensitive / paranoid / passive-aggressive / perfectionist / pessimist / petty / power-hungry / proud / possessive / pushover / reckless / reclusive / remorseless / rigorous / sadistic / sarcastic / senile / selfish / self-destructive / shallow / sociopathic / sore loser / spineless / spiteful / spoiled / stubborn / suspicious / tactless / temperamental / timid / thief / traitorous / ungracious / unlucky / untrustworthy / withdrawn / workaholic

tagged by: @int65 mwah tagging: @zoeticbled (astarion?), @meistoshi, steal from me!

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Shota has a thing for blondes. I will not elaborate.

[tagaloak]

TO WHOM DOES YOUR HEART BELONG?

your heart belongs to the sea

you are a traveler, you long to see the world and all it has to offer. your feelings are powerful and turbulent, you get swept up in them with ease. you follow the tide to wherever it takes you, or you hold your breath and swim. keep swimming. the world is beautiful, and you will love every second you spend traversing it.

tagged by: @tarsyu <3 tagging: @int65 (saren) @kawkxantawng, @primitiveside, everyone !

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@int65

[dryeyed]

“I am myself and not myself.” from sol

from here. / @int65.

for what felt like a lifetime ago, he and aksha had been a storm. a force to be reckoned with, two friends in a lost world just trying to survive and turn that survival into a flourishing life. working their asses off day in and day out with what felt like no end in sight ; standing up for they always believed to be true and to be the right thing to do. their break had been cataclysmic to shouta, such an overload to his psyche that he still saw that curly brown-haired phantom in any shared or empty space that he could see. right there, right next to wisps of blue hair and clouds.

their coming back together had been the same earth-shattering event, but somehow worse and somehow lighter. it's gale and it's all-encompassing, a sweeping wind to scoop him off his feet like he weighed nothing more than a feather. and yet as much as the wind howls and throws, it settles in and washes over him ; there was a calm to the center of it all, a brief moment in time where he feels clear. just... clear. shouta is uncertain at this point in time if that was a positive or a negative thing.

and yet here they were, and yet here they weren't.

there is a long silence that stretches between them, nothing daring to interrupt save for the bustling of the world around them, in the rooms just beyond that door and the world just beyond that building. he stares at her for a long, long time. just takes her in. the face of someone who haunted him once as the manifestation of guilt, or, detachment from reality, and added face of all his compounded failures. she was now seated in front of him, giving him a steady look all the same in return.

he missed her. shouta missed aksha. so fucking much. he missed shirakumo. so fucking much. he had missed yamada and he had missed his mother and his father but no one had ever left him so viscerally like the loud cloud and the radioactive girl.

" i am myself and i am not myself, " she says. briefly shouta's eyelids flutter as he just barely staves off a blink. his eyes burned that familiar burn, and even without his quirk active they burned and he did not blink. blinking would've caused too much feeling and he is too out of his body to feel.

the silence goes on for longer. but he feels his heartbeat in the inside of his arms, he does not move, he does not dare to breathe anything more than a shallow breath because how could this possibly be happening? how could she say that? but no, no this was all wrong this was not aksha aksha was gone she was gone she wasn't coming back

no. sol sits in front of him and she is reading every single movement, and lack thereof, that he gives her. shouta cannot give her any more reason to push him away, and he cannot spend the rest of his life continuously running from whatever he did not dare let himself face. so raven takes his fingers and he rubs his eyes after a nice, watery blink - dragging hands upwards to scratch his scalp and bring his hair all the way to the back as he leaned forward in the chair.

" well, then. you are... living as a new person in a new life, and so you should get to feel like you can be that new self. i'm glad to have you back, but all the same, i know that it's not her that's back. and that's okay. " shouta rests his hands in his lap with finality, " i'd like to meet the person sitting in front of me because of who she is today, not because of who she was all those years ago. "

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@heavenbled @int65

Don’t know if this has been done yet.

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2015 SCF media day, the MUTT will be the Mutt even when he was interviewed on a selfie sticker. [X]

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@int65

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All for One: Happy birthday, All-Might All-Might:

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“So long as I am on this stage and drawing breath, you can good and goddamn believe I’ll be trying my best in every challenge.” (THIS one's from mr yagi)

@int65 sent in this from Toshinori Yagi from here

Oh, All-Might. Always so gallant, determined and poetic with words. Shota had never had much eloquence with those types of niceties. No wonder his co-teacher's e-mails were such a mouthful. It was just a part of the All-Might brand he supposed, at least some of it was anyway. All-Might was flashy, confident, loud. Oafish. And on the flipside, Yagi Toshinori seemed to be humble, introspective, quiet. Private, even. Shota figured that the real man was somewhere in between those extremes.

Shota leaned back in his seat, his body slouched as he rested his elbow on the back of his chair, taking in the older man for a brief moment. He gently placed down the beer glass onto the wooden table with a soft thump before letting out a "Mmm." of thought. So much for a night of relaxation. Then again, with the state of the world, no one was feeling relaxed as of late.

"Well, I wouldn't expect anything less out of you," he said, and he meant that, truly. But, it didn't take long before the corners of his mouth turned up into an almost playful smirk. "You're the most bullheaded person that I've ever met. Needless to say, I'm not surprised in the slightest. I can't say that I've seen you do anything half-assed. You've always gone above and beyond what's needed. Plus Ultra, and all of that. Challenges will always be coming your way, they always have, they always will. But your resiliency will always be stronger than them."