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SKETCH REQUESTS MEME      (NO LONGER ACCEPTING)

AKA the ‘oh my god why did I think reblogging this meme was a good idea’ moment of seb’s afternoon. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO REQUESTED THESE, YOU MAY DO WITH YOUR REQUESTED SKETCHES AS YOU WISH! if you would like to use them as icons, banners, whatever feel free (all i ask is a lil credit somewhere on your blog )

* @pyrenji​ said :  ❛ i’m trying, okay? i’ve changed. ❜

       THE   ANGER   CLAIMED   HIM   SO   QUICKLY   IT   TOOK   HIS   BREATH   AWAY   ;   HE   WAS   A   PYRE   ,   drenched in flame . his anger raged literal flames of pathways across his skin, darted into the air of his left side, shattered the quiet calm of the evening. natsuo had already STORMED out, and fuyumi’s distress fell DEAF on shouto’s ears.  ❛  you’ve changed?   ❜  scoff scratched the halls of his throat so harshly it ached, frost encrusted palm slamming against the table.  ❛ change doesn’t happen overnight father. so you’ve sent mom flowers. so you’ve protected the world from another one of those ---- things, ❜   he spat the word out like poison ---- as if he wanted to free himself of the words. he had held his anger and suffering in for so long ---- he could not stop even if he WANTED to.

                             ❛  that doesn’t undo the ten YEARS of my life you robbed from me. that doesn’t give fuyumi and natsuo their sibling back. that doesn’t change the father who NEGLECTED them their whole life. that doesn’t bring touya back.  that doesn’t undo the fact that never --- not once in my life, have I ever felt like your SON.  ❜     nothing more than a masterpiece / a project / a tool. oh ----- when had the tears stained his cheeks? they cascaded down his face in unrelenting rivers of anger & pain, and shouto could not DRAW in air ; he was being deprived of it, but he could not stop. the dam had burst open and he was drowning.

         ❛  all I wanted was a father, and all you wanted was a weapon against all might. ❜

   he was trembling now, from anger / from grief / from the numbness that was beginning to seep through the marrow of his bones. ice licked the underside of his foot, had etched itself against the grain of the table, and fire still licked the air as it freed itself from his left side.  ❛  but you just come waltzing in here and expect us to believe you’ve changed. it’s been a couple of months, old man. you’re going to have to work HARDER than that if you want us to forgive you. ❜    the anger had taken from shouto, greedy hands claiming until he was naught more than a husk of exhaustion.  ❛  natsuo was right. you can’t just defeat some big tough villain and expect us to forgive you. ❜

         his quirk had all but faded as his rage softened, as the forest fire dulled to a gentle flickering flame. he was grief - stricken, confused, exhausted, and all he wanted was to go back to the dorms where his friends were. 

ok buffalo bill why dont you calm down

aesthetic mood board :

                                                                            todoroki enji .