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Update: I did get my two Bakugo funko pops signed! Sadly Clifford was on voice rest so didn’t get to talk to him. Overall, still happy and my day was made!

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Y’all I’m not okay! I’m currently on my way to meet Bakugo’s voice actor!!! 😭😭😭. My all time wish is finally coming true!! Like OMG!!

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Bakugou Quotes!

“You try anything funny and i’ll blow your ass up so bad, they’ll be piecing you back together for weeks.”

“You suck! What the hell do you think you’re doing, huh?!”

“We’re gonna kill every last one of these B-list idiots.”

“And now you die!!”

“I’m gonna roast that damn nerd today.”

“What did you say? I’ll kick your ass!”

“You’re gonna regret the day you applied to this school, you loser!!”

“He’ll be fine as long as he dodges!”

“You’re kidding me right? Your old school put a stick up your ass or were you born with it?”

“HAAH?!!”

“I wanna hurt you so bad they’ll have to stop the fight!”

“DIE!!”

“I’ll kill you.”

“COME AT ME!”

“ I just wanna say, I’m gonna win.”

“HEY! DEKU YOU BASTARD, TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT OR YOU’RE DEAD!”

“I don’t owe you anything!”

“Don’t even think about applying or else.”

“I’m the real deal but these guys will be lucky to end up as side kicks to some busted D-lister.”

“You’d never be able to hang with the best of the best, you’d die in the exams!”

“Outta my way now before I set you on fire.”

“FACE ME YOU COWARD!”

“SAY GOODBYE!”

“Move it, extras.”

“King explosion muder.”

“ LORD EXPLOSION MURDER!”

“I’ve never been calmer, can’t you tell?”

“AH SHUT UP, GROW A PAIR LOSER!”

“Get ready to fly!”

“ THIS IS SO BENEATH ME!”

“YOU BETTER BRING ALL YOU GOT TO THIS ICY-HOT!”

“I don’t want that piece of garbage!”

“That brat’s got spunk.”

“IF I SCARED A PRO, THEY’RE JUST WEAK!”

“Not my fault the rest of you are just stepping stones to my victory.”

“ Balsy move, think you can take me alone?!”

“ALL MIGHT, WINNING FIRST PLACE DOESNT PROVE THAT I’M THE BEST ONE HERE! EVEN IN THE WORLD CONSIDERS ME A WINNER I REFUSE TO ACCEPT IT LIKE THIS!”

“GET THAT TRASH OFF ME YOU IDIOT!”

“Shut up you idiots, OR ELSE!”

“Were not done, WERE GONNA BE THE INDISPUTABLE CHAMPIONS OF THE GAME!”

“ They probably werent excited about working with the guy who had to be chained up at the end.” - Sero

“I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass.”- Shinsou

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUBITCH!!

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After taking a break from role playing, think I want to get back into it. Currently looking for My Hero Academia rps. Dm me if you’re interested and we can talk details.

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katsuki comes home, marches right up behind you in the kitchen, and tosses you over his shoulder.

"katsuki!" you shriek. you only barely let go of your steaming, freshly-poured cup of tea in time for it not to go flying as your world goes topsy turvy. "katsuki, what are you—?"

the man whose shoulder you find yourself so unceremoniously hoisted atop doesn't say anything, just carries you off in the direction of your bedroom and flops you down—in a surprisingly gentle way—into your bed.

his hair is still damp from his post-patrol shower, like he hadn't bothered to dry it before racing home. his cheeks are a bit pink. his eyes are narrowed in determination, but still loving.

"what is going on?" you breathe in bewilderment, sprawled out underneath your husband. there are butterflies in your stomach that you can't explain. there's an anticipation thrumming through you that you don't quite understand.

"i'm fuckin' sick of people being so damn nosy all the time," he says, his jaw clenching as he spits out the words.

his hands rest on your thighs as he stands between them at the end of the bed, holding you tightly, but not painfully so. they slip up under the hem of your oversized t-shirt, the one you'd been planning to wear to sleep, until you feel the heat of his palms on your hips.

"and who are 'people'?" you ask.

"just... everyone," he mutters with his brow furrowed in frustration. his fingertips knead into your waist, and you resist the urge to wiggle down the bed into his touch. you click your tongue in admonishment.

"that's not very specific," you remark, a bit cheeky, and katsuki's fingertips press harder into the soft give of your sides as he flashes you a fond, warning look.

"the assholes in the press, strangers in the street who stop me on patrol, the bastards at the commission, my old man and the hag, even fuckin' izuku's been up my ass lately about it," katsuki rattles off a list of names that don't really mean all that much to you without context.

"about what?" you ask him.

katsuki's palms flatten against you, slipping down until the rest over your tummy. he peers down at your body from his place between your legs, your skin exposed now that your t-shirt's been pushed up to your ribs. he sneaks a glance at you through the fan of his lashes.

"... havin' babies."

your breath hitches, and he quickly looks away.

"oh?"

katsuki hums in response to the inquisitive little sound you make. a low rumble that comes from deep in his chest and makes you want to squirm. that makes you want to press your thighs together for relief.

"... even the little guy's been givin' me hell about it."

'the little guy' meaning izuku's very sweet four-year-old son, tenko, who thinks his beloved uncle—referred to almost exclusively as kaccha!!—is responsible for hanging the sun in the sky and has the answers to practically all of life's questions.

you feel similarly, and therefore get along very well with the kid.

"well, that's a real problem, huh?" you murmur, and your husband's thumbs sweep up against your skin. he hums again, that same sound that drives you crazy.

he looks at you, properly this time—pinning you with his stare, as though you'd ever think of running away. the red of his eyes is as dizzying as the day you met him.

"think we can figure out a solution to it?" he asks you, his voice breathy. hopeful.

he takes you by the hips and drags you slowly down the bed until your hips are flush against his. your shirt rucks up over your chest in the process, but you make no move to pull it down again.

you reach up, and katsuki dips until your arms can embrace him—winding their way around his shoulders so you can pull him into your space. he kisses you sweetly, once, and then again a little longer.

"yeah," you whisper against his mouth once he pulls ever so slightly away, answering the question still left hanging in the very narrow space left between your bodies. "i think we can try."

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Hi 28F

Currently looking for new role players to role play My Hero Academia with. I’m back in my MHA mood and I miss being able to rp it. Which I am I’m caught up with My Hero Academia.

We can can follow the story of MHA or create our own AU. Love slice of life.

I do enjoy oc X cc. I occasionally rp cc x cc, but oc x cc just make things a bit more exciting since they’re your own characters.

I’m okay with smut, dark moments, sad and romantic ones. I enjoy fluff and angst. We can discuss triggers and kinks over plotting. it’s just easier for me that way.

I am fine with doubling up as well if anyone is wanting to. I can send out a few sentences or paragraphs just depends on the scene and if at work or not. Every one messes up with grammar, I do it to but I ask if the your best, no one is perfect.

I’ve played as: Bakugo, Deku, Shoto, Denki, Kirishima, Shinso, Tamaki, Mirio, Aizawa, Shigaraki, All Might, Hawks, and Dabi. Endeavor and Fat Gum as well.

Please be 18 or older for the smut portion if we rp. Also characters will need to be aged up as well.

I like to make friends who I rp with, love to make head canons a lot the characters and bounce ideas off of each other.

I prefer to rp on discord. It’s just easier for me on there. I can send one liners or paragraphs, just depends on the situation. Plus I have love detail as much as I can.

If you’d like to rp, dm me. Or leave a like. Thanks.

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↪𝙃𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙃𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪

Tw: mentions of s.a, panick attacks and murder. Please proceed with caution

It seemed a peaceful evening that one.

He was waiting for you to come back from work, lazily zapping through tv programs, totally uninterested.

His ears perked up at the sound of the door closing — like a puppy waiting for the return of his owner. He peeked his head to look over the sofa, watching with a soft smile as you entered the living room.

The "welcome home" he was about to spell died on his tongue.

Something felt...off.

You stormed through the room, frenzied — hurriedly removing all your clothes as if they were scorching your skin and throwing them unceremoniously on the floor. You didn't speak a word, not even acknowledge his presence in the living room.

You ran to the bathroom like your life depended on reaching it, slamming the door so carelessly you didn't register it only bounced off the hinges and wasn't closed properly.

A weird feeling settled at the pit of his stomach like a boulder. Something wasn't right.

He joined you in the bathroom, expertly avoiding your clothes scattered on the floor.

A frown curled his brows downwards — you were kneeled under the shower stream, just by the look of it it seemed boiling hot, you hugged yourself, nails scratching the reddening skin as if trying desperately to erase something, your breathing inconsistent and rugged.

He was worried sick at this point, but lucid enough to understand any direct movement towards you could trigger something far worse.

He sat outside the shower's fogging walls, beside you — head pressed on the glass and with a clear view of your trembling figure.

“Honey” he spoke, warm and deep and clear. You twitched, as if realizing just now there was someone else with you.

“Talk to me. Did something happen?”

All your movements stopped and he didn't know whether to feel relieved or worried.

After a few moments of silence you finally uttered a sentence, your voice a trembling whisper. “Can you please get me a towel?”

He obeyed without fuss, standing outside the shower waiting patiently for you to come out. 

You let yourself get embraced by the towel and him, basking in his natural scent that brought you so needed comfort. He combed a few wet locks from your face, not giving a damn if his clothes were getting soaked, waiting expectantly for you to say something.

“Would you like something warm to drink? I can whip you up that tea you like to calm yourself. Or maybe you'd prefer lying down in bed—”

“No.” you interrupted him, voice brittle. “I…I just want to stay like this…for a moment longer.”

He didn't add anything else. He stood there with you wrapped around your towel, gently rocking you back and forth, coddling you and making you feel protected. He held you for what felt like hours — his silence a much needed reassurance. 

“Are you stable enough to tell me what happened to sending you plunging in this state?” he asked, the need to understand like a heavy anvil.

You sighed deeply, hands snaking around his back for solace.

“I had just left the office and was on my way home. I didn't want to take a taxi, you know you have to tighten the belt every now and then... — you faked a laugh and he remained silent — So I was going to take the subway. As I walked I had the sensation of being followed. I thought it was just my silly paranoia and ignored it. Once on the train everything seemed fine and then...then this guy got behind me, close. Too close. I could feel his breath on my neck. He wasn't directly touching me so I couldn't make a scene and the train was packed… It made me feel uncomfortable.”

He kept listening, his worry gradually morphing into rage.

“I got off at my stop and tried to blend in with the crowd, making sure I'd outrun him before I got home but...he found me. — you felt his grip tightening around your shoulders — He grabbed me by the arm and slapped a hand on my mouth and dragged me into a public bathroom, I... I was terrified...”

He kept listening, silent fury building up, as you relived those horrifying moments — he did felt a twinge of proudness as you told him you planted your heels into that fucker's shins to get away.

“You basically reached home by autopilot…” he murmured.

A sob made you choke, you grabbed onto him like he was the safest rock you could hold during a storm.

“I just feel so…disgusting. — you cried — My skin…where he touched…feels so dirty. Filthy. Disgustingly grimy. I'm not sure water alone can wash this…”

“You suffered something horrible, I understand. If you need a few days to recover I’ll be more than glad to call your office.” and before you can decline his offer or say something else he beat you to it. “And if you dare say that it’s your fault I’m going to drill my piece of mind straight into your skull. In no way, shape or form you being assaulted by a random, cowardly sack of shit like that guy was your fault. Was I clear enough?”

You nodded, a soft sigh came out of him as his heart lulled you calm. 

“Now, let me help clean you up and dress in something warm. If you feel comfortable with it.” 

It was now the dead of the night. You slept, curled under some sheets that smelled like him. He caressed your cheek, still damp with the river of tears you shed as you’d cried yourself to sleep. He left your apartment in total silence, mind made up and rage seething underneath his midnight black outfit. 

He got on the streets, searching every alley like a predator on the hunt. He didn’t need any description of his target — he knew exactly what to look for, and as he locked in the figure hiding behind a corner, ready to ambush his next victim, that’s when he striked.

Merciless, crude — deep down enjoying the pain he caused to that sad waste of space that dared to touch you. It was over in a blink of an eye, like pinning a butterfly to a wall, the guy’s screams dying in the obscurity of the night. 

As he cleaned himself from the remaining blood that stained him, his thoughts went to you. As much as he loved benign your solid anchor in a moment of distress he missed seeing your smile — the same smile he vowed to protect. Will that smile be back on your lips, relived, maybe joyful, in knowing the one that caused your distress was wiped feom existence?

One last glance at the corpse he left for the police to find and off he went back in the darkness where he came from, back to you still peacefully asleep.

A delighted smile curled his lips upwards. What hurt you wouldn't cause you harm no more. 

Dabi; Hawks; Shigaraki; Jade Leech; Sebek Zigvolt; Gojo Satoru; Toji Fushiguro; Megumi Fushiguro; Akutagawa Ryonosuke

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one thing about me is i’ll imagine any 2d man as a bunny boy

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Your Dragon husband remains knowing little to nothing about human anatomy, even after all this time of being with you. No matter how many times you try and explain it, it just doesn’t seem to get into his thick skull!

So maybe that’s why you aren’t too surprised as your husband ruts furiously inside your hot cunt like he can’t get deep enough inside of you. His big body curled around you protectively while he fucks into you from behind when suddenly a small pout forms on his face.

You watch him curiously as he stretches two fingers all the way up your torso, measuring the length of your tummy till he stops and a bigger pout forms on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask breathlessly, your words broken by your constant moans.

Your Dragon husband growls under his breath and begins kneading at your soft flesh, feeling for his bulge that sticks out from your stomach and proves just how deep he is inside of you. Your skin burns as hot as his fire and you want him deeper. Harder.

As if he can read your mind he starts plowing into you like a dragon possessed. His long tail wraps around you and helps him slam his length as deep as he can reach. It has your toes curling and your eyes crossing.

“How can my seed possibly take root if my cock is taking up all the room inside your walls?” He snarls, fucking into you furiously as if trying to prove his point. You cry out, back arching into him.

His words register through the fog of lust in your head and you almost want to laugh. But then his throbbing angry tip is kissing your cervix and forcing all thoughts from your head.

“T-trust, nnngh!, trust me. Getting in as deep as you are, it’s mmph— gotta take,” you mewl, eyes crossing with the pleasure that washes over you as his cock bullies it’s way deep along your walls.

Your Dragon husband raises a brow at you. His hand unintentionally pressing down harder on his bulge and making your vision flash white with ecstasy. His cock stuffing you so full you feel like you’re about to burst.

“We cannot— ah fuck!— know for certain. So I will, hmm, just have to keep pumping you full of my seed. If any dares to drip out I will simply fill you again,” he snarls, claws pinching at your skin and making you even more unbearably sensitive than before.

Your eyes widen in slight fear of going that long. He may actually break you. But your pussy flutters as if begging for even more of his cum. And as your husband presses down your lower once again, your vision flashes black as you nearly pass out from the intensity of your orgasm.

With a fierce scream you cum all over your husband’s massive cock. He throws his head back in a fiery roar, literally, and slams back into you one more time as he follows suit. Getting in as deep inside you as possible as he releases spurt after spurt of thick hot ropes of cum.

Working you both through your highs he grinds himself against you, acting like a plug. His scales rub at your clit perfectly and send little shocks down your spine. But as your husband glances down between you he curses under his smokey breath.

“Good heavens! Some has already leaked and created a ring around my cock… it seems we will have to go again,” Dragon Husband rasps, his voice practically a growl again. A glint passes his eye that makes you think he meant to do it.

And suddenly you’re wondering if he knows more about human anatomy than you thought…

This is for my collab for the Monster Championship final w/ @monstersflashlight :)

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Hi Y’all! Looking to roleplay once again. These are what I’m currently looking for.

-WWE

-My Hero Academia

*preferably OCxCC and on Discord*

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Would anyone like to Rp? These two are what I’m currently looking for.

-MHA

-WWE

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Y’all! Just now leaving comic con from meeting Denki’s voice actor and Gojo’s voice actor!!! I’m still fan girling!!!

-both were so amazing to talk to, had good conversations with both.

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I love when sex goes from loving and sensual to super primal in a matter of seconds. Going from 🥰 to 🥵 has to be the best thing in the world

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Imagine hating on me but i spend my free time maladaptive daydreaming about getting raw dogged by fictional men

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Just looking for a rp partner to role play My Hero Academia with.

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it’s so easy to forget how buff Deku is because he dresses in like oversized t-shirts and frumpy sweats when he’s not working, and he also is just not a cocky or showy person…

but every once in a while, you ask him to flex, just like when you’re sitting next to him on the couch, and he kinda laughs softly and does it for you. and you wrap your hands around the absolute cement brick of his bicep and a switch flips in your brain that turns you into a feral alley cat and before you know it, you’re biting him like an insane person and pushing at him and just begging, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”