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[text] Okay, cool. Umm, how does this upcoming Thursday sound? I’m free after class. [text] Also, does Aizawa know about the impromptu study hall yet, or are we keeping him in the dark?
[text] Thursday sounds good, have nothing on myself then [text] Aizawa probably is aware, however it is for us students. Aizawa tends to break the students who need to studies motivation [text] Even with my marks Aizawa is able to make it seem I’m still not doing enough so I worry about our classmates sometimes [text] He is still a good teacher though, make no mistake about that
For the drawing meme: -Their Family
As you requested. I didn’t say it would be good…
@coolnotyourproblem
"Todoroki did you just fucking swear too?!"
coolnotyourproblem replied to your post: “I have heard reports of foul language. Drastic...
“Fuck… I mean, uh, heck.”
“This will be the end of Class 1-A” “At least nobody is getting creative with their words”
Hey, mom, we got anything good for snacks?
❝ Let’s take a look, shall we? ❞ A chilled palm brushes atop his shoulder as she passes him by. Feet elect to take a direct path to the kitchenette, rather than allowing her mouth to speculate first. She cracks open a cupboard. Standing on her toes to get a better peek, Rei begins poking around her stores. ❝ We have pretzels, rice crackers... There are some grapes in the fridge, I believe. Here, come and look. ❞ She beckons. ❝ Ah- I hope you don’t plan on ruining your supper. ❞
Can my picture go up on the fridge?
❅°⸰º•⸰⋄⪧ @coolnotyourproblem ⪦⋄⸰•º⸰°❅ a gift!
❝ Always, dear. ❞
Careful to not crumple or wrinkle, ginger hands collect the paper. It takes but a glance to take in the vivid colors, the unique style! Truly, her son is a genius like none other. Pride wells and bubbles in her chest. Elated, she smooths the paper against the cool metal of the fridge, then pins it there with two plain magnets – elaborately decorated magnets would only detract from the sheer beauty of his artwork, after all. Once placed, she takes a step back to admire the piece. Now that she’s taking a good, long look at it… Some things stand out. The halo atop her head is a sweet touch, she supposes, but it is mildly concerning when juxtaposed with the chaos surrounding her doodled self. Natsuo dangling Shouto off the balcony, for one, and Fuyumi poised to catch underneath. Her eldest son being represented by a flaming question mark, for another. What symbolism is this? To her, the drawing is reminiscent of something therapists stand over for days, pacing around and mulling incessantly until they draw abstract meaning from it. Then, of course, there is Enji, propped up by a haphazard walker. Rei does not miss his caption.
❝ Ah. ❞ Good thing Enji isn’t here to see this.
Why did you dangle me off the second story balcony for beating you at rainbow road? Sure, it was ten years ago, but I'm still upset about it.
“You’re asking me to remember something from ten years ago?! I can barely remember what I ate for dinner yesterday, little bro.”