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welcome back!
in honour of shoji’s face reveal/backstory, what about him showing his s/o before he shows the class?
(i know you have headcanons on this already, just glad you’re back ❤️)
ty, im glad to be back too! honestly i wanted to redo that one anyway, or you can think of this as an add on to that!
D*rk content blogs don’t interact with me at all.
shoji showing his s/o his face
Shoji’s lack of response seemed to make the world freeze. Or maybe everything is going faster? Spinning. You’re mind is spiralling, that’s what this feeling is.
As soon as the request was spoken into existence, you regretted it. Never had Shoji made you uncomfortable, he loved that about you, you were never so much as apprehensive around him. But now, you fidget and tense at his (intense) gaze. Shoji’s eyes flicked over to the window looking over the dorm’s courtyard, but not looking at anything in particular. Just a minute ago you wanted to run away and die in a corner, and now you just want him to look at you.
“I.. I didn’t mean—“
“It’s okay,” Shoji finally emerged from his trance, though only for a second. “It’s just…”
You held your breath, waiting for something, anything to ease your racing thoughts that tried to think of how to go back in time and tell yourself to shut the fuck up.
“I’m not from the cities. I know how my appearance makes people feel, my hometown made sure of that,” he says softly, almost inaudible, still not looking at you. “I don’t want… I don’t want you to—“
“I’m not scared of you,” you didn’t mean to say that. You tried to think of something else to say, anything to make him believe you. But all you could muster was a hand on his thigh.
Shoji turned his head to look at your hand, and with a deep breath he continued, “I know. I’m just…”
He finally looks at you again, “I’m not exactly nice to look at. I thought I’d always be— I don’t know, I didn’t think anyone would want—“ he gestures to his face. “… this.”
Without thinking, you swung your legs over to sit on his lap. Shoji chokes out something akin to a gasp, but does not object when your arms move to embrace him. Shoji’s hands almost seem to shake as he slowly lifts his arms to return the gesture.
It was short lived, however, when Shoji pulled away, and after a moment of thought, reached to his mask. Your hands follow his to grasp the hem of his mask and pull it over his head. For a moment you still can’t see as his hair hangs over his face. When you brushed the hair away, Shoji didn’t know what he expected from you. He searched your face for any suggestion of uncertainty or regret, but all he found was your beautiful smile.
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vickdoom · 8 months
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huge fan of this whatever this is that they are doing with their faces.
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salivathehero · 1 year
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give them some space 
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grumpykt · 1 year
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tinyshinysylveon · 2 years
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go shoji go!
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anamiableavocado · 2 years
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Shoji's face reveal FTW
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ammi104 · 2 years
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Some Shoji Mezo fanarts, sketches, and doodles I've drawn since 2018. Why am I reposting this? Because he's best boi, and I want others to enjoy seeing my love for him as well<3
(still waiting for more content of him in the manga... ANYTHING-)
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NO IM NOT OKAY IM SO ILL OVER THIS PLEASE YALL
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YOU SEE THIS. YOU READ IT. YOU COMPREHEND IT. shoji and chosaku are finally learning not to underestimate their brother. FINALLY. they hear the stadium scream his chant and it wakes them up.
they don’t have control here.
BUT THE 4KIDS VERSION
“Relax, Jagger. It’s only one duel.” “One duel?! Just listen to them! This one duel has turned Chazz into a hero! And a major headache for us!”
IM SCREAMING. IM CRYING. HOW DO YOU RUIN THIS. look, i’m not calling for a shoji n chosaku redemption arc, but i’m saying you could’ve had something.
do you really thing chazz is gonna care about the respect of the school if his brothers still don’t respect him? think back to the school duel: he’s just defeated North Academy all by himself with cards he scrounged up, and it takes one. ONE. talk with them to break him.
4kids, seriously, what the fuck. do you have ANY IDEA how much chazz means to me as a trauma survivor? do you know how much it meant to me when he finally got their respect? how much lighter you feel when you realize that you can overcome your abusers and your past, even with crazy restrictions in your way? don’t you have a single clue?
i would say i’m sorry for the rant but i’m not. not at all. yeah yeah old anime nobody gives a shit about these days but PLEASE. you have to understand where i’m coming from.
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joyxcelestia · 8 months
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Some of My Hero Academia aesthetics of Mezo Shoji with some face claim.
Mezo is portrayed as Keisuke Ohkubo, his stage actor on the My Hero Academia : The “Ultra” Stage.
The choice of the face claim are my opinion, that’s how I see Mezo for the purpose of my Wattpad stories.
Edits made by me.
I hope that you like the aesthetics of Mezo.
Have a great day❤️
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Incorrect Manga Quote 22
Kirishima: (during lunch) Hey, what's going on, Shoji? Things going good with your girlfriend?
Shoji: Kirishima, I've told you before, I'm not in a relationship.
Kirishima: ... well, uh, catch the game last night...? Boy, that Kanye guy sure is crazy, am I right-?
Shoji: (annoyed) Kirishima, are you just being nice to me so I'll show you what's under my mask?
Kirishima: We've known each other for like ten years, man! I'm sorry, I'm really curious!
Shoji: I'll say it again; no, it is my privacy, and I have a right to keep it. I'm not going to show you, and you need to learn to deal with it-
Tetsutetsu: (sneaks up from behind and pulls the mask off) YOINK! HA HA! GOT YOU-oh...
Kirishima: ... you wear braces?
Shoji: (sigh) I'm self-conscious about how they look and this was the best I could do, okay?
Tetsutetsu: ... y'know, I was kinda expecting something more fantastical.
Shoji: (angry) Well, not every secret is fantastic! Some of them are embarrassing! Thanks, jackass!
Kirishima: (guilty) Yeah, honestly, that wasn't cool, Tetsutetsu.
Tetsutetsu: ... well, if it makes you feel better, here's what's on my chest. (takes off his shirt to reveal a second face breathing heavily)
Kirishima & Shoji: (horrified)
Shoji: Do... do you need medical help or-?
Tetsutetsu: (crying) It's too late for us.
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i just watched season 6 and saw the shoji face reveal and i’ve been revived
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Also BOY it's my favorite Horikoshi/Boilerplate shonen writing hack: want to shove in exposition but not when it would've actually been appropriate to do so? Just add
ANOTHER
FUCKING
FLASHBACK
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salivathehero · 1 year
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lol you ever think about how shoji and tokoyami's hair styles (feather styles?) go in opposite directions? I like to imagine what they'd look like swapped, with tokoyami's hair in his face like a true 2010 emo and soji's hair blown back off his face..... (love your art so much thank you for sharing <3)
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his is hair too, but yeah ive thought of them swapping styles neither of them look to bad honestly
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strwbrrybxn · 2 years
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I am very much not up to speed with the manga but we GOT SHOJI FACE REVEAL TODAY 😍
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qqlina · 2 years
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oh my god like i really love hori's writing so much?? the way spinner's flashback at the beginning merges with shoji's at the end of the chapter is so poetic and beautiful and tragic. a hero and a villain, both share a very similar experience of being dehumanised and literally targeted cause of their appearance
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yueebby · 6 months
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12:03 pm  — gojo satoru
synopsis. gojo tries to convince his first years that he was able to pull you.
contents. fluff, crack??, whipped!gojo, mentions of having a kid, he is SO in love with his wife it's disgusting, the first years are sick of their teacher
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“[name] sensei is a good looking woman, isn’t she?” yuji remarked, nonchalantly propping his feet up on the desk. “you think so too, right gojo sensei?”
a sly smile played on the corners of gojo's lips, eventually blossoming into a wide, dreamy grin. “good eye yuji! she's undeniably the most beautiful woman on this planet.”
megumi, seated at the desk beside yuji, couldn't hide his grimace.
nobara's expression mirrored that of a disgruntled sea urchin. “dream big, you two. she’s way outta both of your leagues.”
“she is, isn’t she?” gojo sighs dreamily, his gaze far away. a dopey grin settles over his face; like a man walking on air. it was deeply unsettling to the first years to see a grown man behave this way.
megumi rolled his eyes and muttered his disapproval, choosing to ignore his sensei, who had casually seated himself backwards on a chair.
gojo propped his chin with both of his palms, leaning closer into the first years students. “do you think i’d stand a chance with a woman like her?”
megumi buried his face in his hands, audibly groaning in response.
“a sensible woman like that and you? fat chance.” nobara deadpanned, squinting disapprovingly at her teacher. her negative comments elicit a grunt from the snow-haired man.
yuji’s eyes flit nervously from kugisaki to gojo. 
“sensei! i think you have a chance with [name] sensei!” yuji tried to reassure his white haired teacher, offering a thumbs-up. gojo responded by affectionately ruffling yuji’s hair.
megumi couldn’t help but speak up. “she’s a married woman, you know,” he mutters to his friend.
yuji’s eyes widened,  “you’re kidding! who do you think got the honor?” 
“but she’s so young!” kugisaki exclaimed, slamming her hand on the table. 
their discussion is cut short when the shoji doors of the classroom slide open abruptly.
with hands on your hips, you stood sternly before your first year students and their teacher, an air of authority about you.
satoru couldn't help but gulp; you were indeed captivating when you were upset. it’s not his fault that you look so cute when your eyebrows furrow and you puff up in anger.
“i waited for half an hour in the courtyard to start today’s lesson and yet here i find my students, along with their sensei who should be in kyoto for a meeting.” a wry smile graced your lips, sending a chill down everyone’s spine. the three first years bowed their heads in shame.
yuji thinks this is the first time he’s seen his teacher nervous. a bead of sweat appears on the side of gojo’s face.
“honey!” he quickly stands up and walks towards you. with every step he takes, nobara’s face scrunches up at his disgusting conduct. 
“don’t.” you warned, raising a finger up to keep satoru at an arm’s length. he respected your wishes to some extent, grasping your hand and placing it within the hold of his own. the diamond on your ring finger glistened as satoru toyed with it.
gasps filled the room as yuji and nobara observed the display of affection. just how inappropriate could their sensei get, and why were you allowing it? what would your husband think?
satoru tenderly caressed your hand in his, cradling it as he leaned in closer. “please forgive me; it was an honest mistake.”
“honest mistake my ass. yaga told me that this is the second meeting you’ve skipped out this month,” you stated, peering fiercely into his blindfolded eyes. satoru’s cocky demeanor wavered, replaced by a nervous chuckle.
“the first time was when i took you to naha, remember?” he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “and if i remember correctly, you enjoyed our night out,” your eyes widened, recalling the romantic trip satoru had organized. 
feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, you attempted to pull away, but his grip on your hand tightened.
“forgive me?” his voice softened, lips curving downward, giving him the appearance of a dejected kitten.
a sigh escapes your lips. he was going to be the death of you.
“fine. but this is the last time,” you warned, “and you owe me for covering for you.”
satoru straightened up, nodding fervently. “have i mentioned how much i love you?” wrapping an arm around you, he placed a kiss on the top of your head, despite your futile attempts to stop him.
“this is…” yuji’s jaw dropped.
“so inappropriate! shame on you!” nobara’s chair makes a harsh screech with how fast she leaves it to come to your aid. 
“kugisaki–” you attempted to calm her down, but she clung to your elbow, desperately trying to pry you from satoru’s embrace.
satoru’s hold on you tightened as he wrapped his other arm around your frame, pulling you close. he plops his chin on top of your head and resists nobara’s attempts to free you. like hell he’s letting anybody take his girl, not even his own student.
“crushing on a married woman is one thing, but to openly flirt with her– ” kugisaki struggled. you tilt your head in confusion. 
satoru’s strong arms flexed as he fought to maintain his hold on you. he nuzzled your neck. “’m fine right here,” he inhaled deeply, as if trying to take in as much of you as possible.
“[name] sensei! how can you stand there and let this man disrespect your marriage?!” nobara implored, wide-eyed, disregarding all respect she had for her teacher.  “how will your husband react when he finds how gojo sensei behaves around you?” she looks desperate, and you want to laugh at the sincerity behind her actions. you get it now.
only your idiot husband would pull a stunt like this.
“i hope your husband can fight because i’m willing to fight him to the death for your hand,” satoru mutters from your neck. you take your hand from nobara’s shoulders to shove the six-foot-three giant away.
“you seriously didn’t tell them, satoru?” you ignored his whiney protests as you created distance between the two of you. 
“tell us what?” kugisaki demanded. yuji was on the edge of his seat, nervously watching the unfolding scene, while megumi put his head down in embarrassment.
satoru looks at you with a deep frown on his face. uncertainty clouds your mind as his silence forebodes something. wetting his lips with his tongue, he quickly closed the gap between you, too fast for you to escape. a secure hand rested on your lower waist as your husband dipped you down to deepen the kiss. 
had you not been so absorbed into the kiss, you would have heard the scandalized gasps from your students.
you managed to place a hand on his chest to separate yourselves, “satoru, stop.” his eyes remained fixed on your lips, but he complied.
“yuji, nobara.. satoru and i are–” you hold up your ring finger for display.
“happily married!” your husband finished for you, a triumphant smile on his face. he squeezed you close, throwing up a peace sign. “been madly in love since i met her!” 
“what– no way! you pulled her?!” nobara spluttered, head whipping from satoru to you, unable to wrap her mind around the revelation.
yuji’s jaw is still on the floor, “megumi, you knew about this?!”
the sea urchin looks the other direction, avoiding his friends’ judgemental gazes.
“they… raised me.. sorta..” he mumbles under his breath. your heart melts at his confession. unlike you, the other first years don't take too kindly to his comment, as they start shaking him by the shoulder and starting their own interrogation.
“and we did a good job too! don’t you think we’re ready for our own?” satoru smiles down at you jokingly, his hands snaking around your waist and his hands sneaking onto your stomach. he leaves a couple of soft pats. 
“you’re cuter when you’re quiet, y’know?” you whispered. taking advantage of your students' attention on megumi, you place a single finger on his lips, hoping your husband does not notice the way your face feels like it is on fire. 
he does.
“no need to be shy now,” satoru said, grinning wolfishly, “we’ll continue this at home.”
your face flushes even deeper.
unbeknownst to you, the first years had fallen silent, observing how gojo whispered in your ear, successfully turning you into a flustered mess. perhaps they should give more credit to their sensei.
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notes. not proof read (oh no). this was just a random scenario that has been plaguing my mind during halloweekend so i typed it on my phone at a party LOL this is me desperately trying to get out of my writing slump
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