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is cigarette smoke a comforting smell to you
yes
no
nuanced (tell me)
secret fourth option?
i'm curious because it was always the nice moms who smelled like cigarettes and i just started associating it with a good feeling
dorohedoro side characters are always like ‘my name is ham and cheese sandwich and everybody in the whole world has hated me since the day i was born’ and their design looks like 3-day-old roadkill wearing a gas mask and 4 belts and a feather boa and brand new nikes. and theyre awesome.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKURA
Wowowowowo Tsumi lore post yes yes yes wow yes yes wow yes !
I am not explaining 626 years of their life . I'LL JUST . EXPLAIN THE PRE-GAME AND UHHH IDK SHIT ... Cus . in the RP their lore is pretty much done (especifically in . au cus ts taking way too long to start .) and the Dr 2 shit isn't yet . ive been procrsjastinating on that one .
Plus ! Srry if its rushed or poorly explained or wtv ,,,,im horrible at explaining my ocs lores ok FORGIVE ME 😕😕😓 .......
,, Tsumibukai Kyuseishu was born in a small village somewhere in Kyoto , around the year of 1500 , especifically in February 8th . They were a considerably normal child , with a good Childhood ; raised by their mom , Akiko Kyuseishu , and their father , Harunobu Kyuseishu . Tsumibukai always wished to become some kind of exorcist when they grew up and often studied - since young - about demons and how to deal with them with the books of a nearby library . When they reached the age of 19 , Tsumi decided they were experienced enough to do a real exorcism with a actual Demon , so they searched , got EVERYTHING , but since the village was small and , unfortunately , no Demons roamed around there , they had to summon one themselves ... Insteand of just practicing with a small , 'weak' one , they . FUCKING . ACCIDENTALY summoned Amaymon . and . the Devil , seeing just how fucking STUPID Tsumi were , he decided to attempt and make some kind of 'deal' with them ; Tsumi could live for ETERNITY , as long as they set Amaymon free from the ritual circle . thingy . Them beliving immortality was such a cool and badass shit , and beliving the DEVIL wouldn't cause any harm , they agreed .
Amayom killed their parents and set their fucking village on fire .
Ahem . anyways .
Tsumi dgaf .like . theyre fucking immortal now dude , who needs parents 😄😄 !
Uhhhhshsh 626 years laterr their general like . emotions started fading and they absolutely regret even deciding to be a exorcist in the first place and decided to fully study and work with demonology and got invited to hope's peak cus they still looked 19 and just said they were that age everytime someone asked and they want to DIE and they hate their class and they think theyre fr dead and that this is their punishment for being fucking stupid😄😄
Okay yeah thas it .
Anywayssss ... Have . this Tsumi playlist i made a while ago and still add sum songs to it and shit yeah !!!!!listen to it okay i promise it has good songs ok !
Byebyeee .... Any questions abt them r welcomeee okayyyyy byebyeeee fucking dies !...
i just finished the AQ… have a lot of thoughts but there is something more important
what happened to nilou
The morning began with a dull ache in her bones during Heroics 101. Nala sat in the back row, her head thumping and her skin feeling like it was buzzing. She felt a strange, cold pull toward the front of the room where Shoto Todoroki sat, focused on his notebook.
As her fever spiked, the "Glitch" in her system misfired. Without a word, Nala’s dark hair bled into a stark, surgical split: shocking crimson on the left, snowy white on the right. Her left eye flared into a piercing turquoise, and a faint, familiar scar patterned the skin around her eye. She looked exactly like a female version of Todoroki, ethereal and sharp.
"Nala?" Uraraka whispered from the next desk, her eyes widening. "Your face... you look just like Shoto."
Nala didn't hear her. The room was spinning. The quirk was taxing her metabolism, trying to rewrite her physical structure while her immune system fought off a nasty seasonal flu. She felt like her very cells were being reshuffled. Aizawa-sensei was mid-sentence when Nala felt the tickle in her nose. It wasn't a normal tickle; it felt like an electric charge.
"Hah... Hah-CHOO!"
The sneeze echoed through the silent classroom. A visible ripple of energy pulsed out from Nala, and the Todoroki features vanished in a blur of shimmering light.
When the light faded, the "Todoroki-girl" was gone. In her place sat a girl with a riot of spiky, crimson hair and hardened, determined eyes. Her teeth had sharpened into the characteristic points of Eijiro Kirishima. Even though she was still clearly a girl, she was the spitting image of him—rugged, bright, and radiating a manly aura despite her pale, sickly complexion.
"Whoa! Is that a girl version of me?!" Kirishima shouted from across the room, jumping out of his seat.
Nala—the feminine mirror of Kirishima—blinked blearily. Her voice came out with a slightly raspy, tomboyish edge. "I... I don't feel so good, guys."
Recovery Girl’s office was a strange sight that afternoon. Nala was tucked under a heavy blanket, her hair still a messy red explosion.
> Medical Note:
> Patient: Nala Tanaka
> Condition: Viral Quirk Flu exacerbated by "Glitch" mutation.
> Observation: The patient's body is adopting the aesthetic "blueprints" of nearby students as a defence mechanism. Proximity determines the shift.
>
"It's a feedback loop," Recovery Girl explained, handing a tissue to the Kirishima-faced girl. "Your body is trying to 'heal' by adopting the strongest genetic traits nearby. When you sneeze, the sudden release of energy forces a reset to the next closest person."
Nala felt her nose twitch again. She tried to hold it back, but the flu was relentless.
Pop. Suddenly, the red spikes flattened into long, messy black strands that hung over her face. Her eyes turned tired and bloodshot, and she looked like a teenage female version of Eraserhead, complete with a sudden, overwhelming urge to take a nap.
"Get some sleep, kid," the real Aizawa sighed from the doorway, looking at his own likeness. "Before you sneeze again and turn into a female version of All Might. The school doesn't have the budget for that much property damage."
cant stop crying over the ashen wolves. they wouldve thrived in new york city but instead they had to live in a hole in the ground and get their blood stolen 😭
