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Poros will welcome her back!
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Kaminari Denki wanted!
[About - Rules - Masterlist - Application]
Kaminari Denki wanted for Plus Ultra RPG, a discord RPG.
Setting: Now in their third year, Midoriya and his friends are training harder than ever to ensure that they are ready to enter the tough world of being a professional hero. These determined kids learn to juggle internships, part-time jobs, studies, all while still aiming to have a decent social life.
Are you Kaminari roleplayer (or looking to become one) with a cool, electric personality? Are you fun, lively, and love hanging out with your friends? Do you perhaps want to pat Ojiro’s tail just a little too much?
Come join us on this journey as we battle every day life in order to become a better hero!
hello, hello! just wanted to let everyone know i am still very much alive!! i just have a deadline april 3, and it’s a lot more work than i anticipated it’d be, so that’s what ive been busy with!! i’ll be slow/inactive until then, but after that im gonna be back!!
boku no hero academia meets kpop; red velvet - bad boy.
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hello!! i am still alive, sorry for being really slow!! i promise i will crank out some replies today, but im also working on a pretty big art work for in my portfolio so ahhh!!!
as you can see, i hate myself, so yeah, this is one of the reasons why i have been non-existent.
henlo, i am here but im not sure if i’ll get anything done for this blog today!! i am stressed outta my little mind for a game i have to design, and my fingers are doing a Artistic No so im !!!
i hope everyone else is having a good day, and lots of fun, and please take care of yourself!! you are very very loved and important! please take your medicine, drink your water, and have a nice day!!!
I never really know what to say on these, but given a chance to toss my LOVE at people imma take it no questions asked! I’ve been in this community for a nice long ass time, and while there has been ups, and downs that’s fine because I’ve met amazing people here that I cherish a lot. While I’m shy, and do the grabby hand motion at a lot of you that I have yet to interact with that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. I love you a lot, from afar, and give me like another million years, and I’ll barrel roll! YES I’LL BARREL ROLL INTO YOUR IM’S AND INBOXES! I know this is gonna get a little long so I do want to extend my thanks, and gratitude to EVERYONE that follows this blog. You’re all sunshines in my life, and my dash! I’m not going to tag all 200 but I love you, adore you, and think you’re amazing even if I haven’t tagged you!
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Sixx! Snickers! Love of my life! You were the first BNHA blog that I ever followed, and interacted with in the fandom. While I do pick on you sometimes, and you return the favor not once have I ever looked back after befriending you. Honestly I’m really glad that I met you because you’ve become someone important in my life. @abysmalpyre
Remy!!! Sass Master the second person in my life that I’ve gotten to know, and find absolutely adorable as well. I’m really glad that I was able to meet you, and screech at you about all these lame things, and you somehow still put up with me, and my ‘Forceshippin’ jabs. Clearly you’re someone I adore a lot as well. @mindlesspurplegaze / @eclipscr
*WHEEZES* Kiev, Kievee, Bakugo to my Kirishima-self! Im love you so much, and I enjoy being able being able to be a dork with you a lot! if we’re not caps screaming at one another, we’re just being flat out gay. you inspire me a lot to the point that I do actually come up with a lot of headcanons thanks to you, and I’m glad that we’ve gotten to know one another. @charredeyes / @8leggedhero
Captcha, lameass, bitch, hoe I’m love you a lot as well! you’re such a sweethearted person that I adore you a lot. While we’re both brutal to one another here, and there that’s completely fine because it’s entertaining. The last person mentioned from the squad but I adore you a lot like I said, even though you’ve ruined peaches for me! still you’re an amazing person, and I don’t regret knowing you. @brainut / @pridebuilt
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// FIRST OF ALL, I just want to say how happy I’ve been in this rp community for the time I’ve been here!! I’ve been rping on tumblr for a pretty long time now, and I’ve never been a part of a community like this one. Everyone here is so welcoming, friendly, and just so happy it honestly took me back. People were willing right off the bat to interact with me or send me asks and I wanna say how that really touched my heart!! It’s also made me a lot less hesitant to send other people asks or chat with them through the IM chat, and though I am still shy in some regards, this community and the people in it are all so so lovely and nice and I’m really happy to be here!! And I’m even more grateful for the kindness and support I’ve been shown!!! That being said, if any mutuals ever want to talk to me about anything, I’m always up for it! I finally figured out how to use discord too rip
NOW FOR THE FOLLOWER FOREVER!! I thought putting everyone’s urls would be too much, so sorry if you’re not on the list!! This list includes a ton of people who I follow and follow me, people I’ve talked to and written with, and people I admire a whole lot!!
THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING!!! You guys have made me so so happy!
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gravel crunching under heavy footsteps the sounds of yelling are heard further up ahead. red eyes narrow until pupils look slit, sly as a snake. soft growling leaving him the blond takes his time to turn his walking direction until a female with a round face, and petty thieves picking a fight with her. it’s hilarious though it’s a given she’s winning, but barely but the skin of her teeth. he could help that was a given, yet he takes root against the trunk of a tree in full view somewhat. there’s no need for him to hide, but rather he’s comfortable where he is as he watches her.
magic isn’t something he agrees with, but at the same time he knows that it has its own usefulness. fingers drumming against his forearm. keen eyes glance towards the petty little shits standing up one by one, and soon a smirk comes onto his features. he could help, she didn’t even look like she was much of a fighter, but he’d learn to not judge a book by its cover. glancing back towards her, he’s smug enough as he finally speaks to her.
❝ think you’re going to survive with your little piss ant magic against them any longer? ❞
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☆ — it had been a few weeks since ochako had left home in order to reduce the strain her costly magic had on her struggling parents. in their small village, her family had been the only family of healers, and ochako had objectively been the strongest out of the three of them. but her magic had a cost, and more often than not, the food she needed to recover her magical power outweighed whatever the poor villagers could offer them in return. the small clan of uraraka’s were too kind to send anyone suffering from illness or injury away from their doorstep, but this kindness proved itself to ultimately be nothing but self sacrificing. her parents struggled for food, and ochako barely managed to heal the villagers stopping at their door.
she had decided, then and there, that she had no choice but to leave her loving home. only if she were able to find a solution to her ridiculously high magical costs, she’d be able to return home.
her parents had objected, had begged her to stay -- we’ll find a way, we’ll work it out -- but ochako had been stubborn, and had left at night when her parents were asleep, and the skies were clear enough to offer her guidance. she was ready to face the dangers of outside, willing to fight if necessary if it meant saving her poor parents.
this resolve had been both helpful and foreboding, because ochako had learned on her short travels that a woman alone was often a target for bandits and the like. luckily, the magic required for offense and defense did not strain her half as much as her healing did, and while it was not nearly as strong, she had managed to defeat her attackers time after time again.
today is no different, as she combats a group of muddly looking thieves while a boy -- presumably her ages, looks on. as long as he doesn’t participate in the fight, she pays no attention to him.
he, however, demands her attention by speaking to her.
her head snaps his way, but not before she casts a spell of healing magic on herself to be able to continue fighting.
❝why? were you planning to rob me next?❞ a last wave of magic escapes her staff, knocking out the remainder of thieves standing. she straightens her back and looks at the boy, ❝at least give me time to eat something first, i can’t do two consecutive fights on an empty stomach.❞
get urself someone who can do both – happy munday!
00:00:00 forceship sum more?
SEND ME “00:00:00″ FOR A SOULMATE COUNTDOWN AU
☆ — she hears him before she sees him.
he is loud, crude, and most of all; he does not appear to be concerned with the rapidly counting down timer on his wrist.
don’t let it be him, please.
she sends up a short prayer before entering her new classroom. avoiding any and all eye contact as she moves towards her designated seat.
00:00:03
00:00:02
00:00:01
someone shrieks, having found their homeroom teacher bundled up in a mustard yellow sleeping bag. her head snaps up.
00:00:00
her heart skips a beat when they make eye contact. the timer on her wrist officially has gone down to zero, and she is face to face with her destined soulmate. he has ash blond hair, and red eyes. he looks at her, longer than he glances at the rest of their classmates, before averting his gaze again. for the remainder of the glass, he doesn’t spare her a single other glance. she knows, because he is all she can look at.
he corners her by the end of the school day, presses her into a corner and speaks in a hushed voice, almost as though he is afraid anyone else will hear them.
❝i decide my own fucking destiny,❞ he tells her, ❝no countdown, clock, or wrist is going to tell me who i belong to, goddamnit. you can treat your wrist as though it doesn’t exist, it doesn’t to me.❞
he leaves her with that. cold, harsh words, and not a second glance to spare.
she resorts to wearing wristbands over her counter, and avoiding the subject as smoothly as she can.
it was a busy day. it could have been anyone. but we’ll meet again, right?
she learns how to tell these lies, sometimes while katsuki bakugou is within hearing. he doesn’t acknowledge her, doesn’t show any signs of discomfort, or regret. to him, she is just another face in the crowd. another stepping stone on his path to becoming the number one hero.
during their fight at the sports festival, he acts no different. there is no indication that the string of fate has bound them together, other than the fact that their names show up on the screens adorning the arena. he beats her; but she does not go down without a fight. not this time.
she wishes it was as easy for her as it was for him.
every time she sees him, her stomach churns, like she’s over-used her quirk. she feels like throwing up, or crying. probably both. it hurts, and she is desperate for relief.
relief comes with the name midoriya izuku, the green haired, plain looking boy who had saved her on the day of the entrance exam. he holds her hand, and lets her cry on his shoulder. he tells her that kacchan has always been this way. he tells her that, while they are not destined by fate, they were fated to meet regardless. he wipes away her tears, and tells her it’s okay.
you can decide your own fate too.
they kiss, once. it is awkward, and clumsy. it is comforting, but doesn’t cause butterflies. izuku’s timer is set to go off in a few weeks, so it is fruitless. they promise to never do it again after that. he is fated to her by a different string. yellow, or green. he is not red, like katsuki.
it is two days later that she is cornered by him once more. same deserted spot in school, same angry figure looming over her. this time, he is not quiet. his hands come up, cup her face, and force her to look at him. she would struggle, but his hands on her skin render her motionless. he is close, so close. her wrist aches, tells her; this is how it’s meant to be.
❝fuck you,❞ he spits. ❝fuck you, and fuck fucking deku. i know what the fuck you did. why the fuck, out of all people, with him? did you have fun? was this what you fucking wanted?❞
she lets him rage, allows for him to let out all of his anger. when he’s done, she does nothing but look up, ❝what are you trying to say?❞
❝you’re mine. you’ve always been fucking mine. fuck you, round face.❞
❝i thought you didn’t believe in timers, clocks and countdowns on wrists,❞ she retaliates. the scent of nitroglycerin becomes more pungent, and she knows he’s holding back.
❝if that’s all you had to say, then i would like to go now,❞ she fights to be strong, but he wins. again.
large hands pull her closer, his lips on hers are urgent. needy. like they’re kissing away every trace of the person who was there before him. his kiss tastes like regret, like remorse, and ochako might just be ready to forgive him.
❝i don’t,❞ he says once he’s pulled away to gasp for air, ❝i fucking decided you are mine.❞
she is unable to fight the grin that breaks through on her features, heart beating fast.
❝about fucking time.❞
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“What… is this?” // Tsuyu
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☆ — draping herself over tsuyu’s hunched back, ochako peers over the other girl’s shoulder to get a better view of whatever caught her attention.
there has been an attempt at cooking, that much is clear. the insides of the blackened pot are colored a grimly dark hue, and ochako has a hard time envisioning what it once was before whoever had gotten their hands on it, had decided to cook it.
grimacing at her friend, ochako takes a firm step back. though it is unlikely that the fumes coming from the pot are anything close to poisonous, ochako wishes not to risk, it. she very gently tucks tsuyu back too, taking the other girl’s hand within her own.
❝i think we’re better off letting aizawa sensei know,❞ she says, gaze once more directed towards the inedible dinner, ❝i frankly don’t want to know what it is, but i do want it gone. how the heck are we supposed to cook our dinner when this is placed in the middle of the kitchen?❞
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