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@herosplode
fellas is it gay to split a shake with ur best bro
i was gonna make a new blog and move on but instead im just gonna put my bnha blogs on hiatus until i feel comfortable enough to come back here. i’ll be on discord and twitter if you have it.
Voice your opinion on the poll: whom next
hewwo pls vote
well, well, well, if it isn’t the feelings i’ve been trying to avoid
so. yeah. ig it ‘ s the time for me to finally make my first thank you post ever. i thought 1000+ followers would be a great opportunity to do so. firstly , i just didn ’ t expect to reach such a huge milestone in less than a year ( and in top of that i did it the day i came back from my irl hell ah ) not on any of my blogs honestly. generally speaking , most of them i abandoned at some point before reaching this number. but with aoyama ?? … if i didn ’ t revamp the first blog , i would probably be celebrating maybe 2x of what i have now O_O crazy fdsuifhudshgius anyway ! i ’ m so glad i ’ m still around here … i absolutely love aoyama , and i never had a muse before that i was so much connected with , on emotional level especially. as you can see by my usual posts where i scream how much i love him fhdsyufhsd. okay so , basically this post is a one huge thank you for everyone that keep following egg and aoyama ’ s adventures … i find it really hard to transfer my geniune feelings into my writing ( and am i supposed to be a rplayer here ? i wonder iufdshfuisdhgui maybe it is really just an aoyama appreciation blog instead :thinking: ) but during my stay in this rpc i made so many friends it ‘ s crazy … with some of them i ‘ m even already planning to visit ! … so , i think i ‘ m gonna just , tag all the people i can , as a gesture of my gratitude !
but hey ! these ! 3 people ! they deserve a special place on this list … i ’ m talking about my forcesquad , of course. if not cocoa , the three of us would probably never interact so much with each other … consider this an official big thank you for all the time we spent together , these three angels !!! i love you !!! cocoa ( @tokymi ) / andy ( @tsyus ) / mac ( @mdoriyas ) i would also like to say an official thank you to tessa ( @katsubi ) and ann ( @ukubi ) these two starlights reached for me when i needed help the most … i hope you two realize how much i love and appreciate you … !
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fucking furry.
‘ you seem to be adjusted —- all things considered . ‘
tedious. manic. tense. every detail & horrid descriptor possible for the cases experienced by one held in esteem since the blooming of innate - phosphorous. yet so, an exterior of bombastic fiber was troubling for the masses. the briefly held tournament showcased such for those lacking intuition. from even then — since the fall of symbol of peace, he believed refinement began anew within, ‘ gotta know though , why not go by grenadier ? ‘
@herosplode / sc.
PART OF A WHOLE , so little revealed of existence to onlooking , a fraction of an existence beyond comprehension. PRODIGAL CHILD ! they cast their scorn upon you , crucifying pieces they see and denying those they don’t. a scoff. to hell with it all. bored eyes cast themselves downwards , stance clearly conveying his lack of interest with the way his shoulders sag.
“ everybody fuckin’ asks me about my hero name. i’ll come up with a good when i god damn FEEL like it. dunno why everyone’s always on my ass about it. ”
Darling, Have you ever not pulled things from the wreckage? Are you tired? Do your arms hurt? Who offers you honey when you need it? Who lets you rest?
Upile Chisala (via cmeptb02)
GIVE IT WHAT YOU GOT RIGHT NOW ! / TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT RIGHT NOW ! / EVERYBODY’S WATCHING ! / EVERYBODY’S TALKING ! (cred)
todoroki·.
seemingly everywhere shouto has gone today has been swarmed with people talking behind their hands about the events of the previous night, calling bakugou a liar and scorning him. he’s already come to the other boy’s defense a couple times — but it’s truly irritating to be trying to train and having to stop every half hour to remind people about the essence of the boy they’re claiming is lying. after the fourth time of overhearing other students talking about his — well, friend isn’t quite the right word for what they are, but classmate isn’t quite familiar enough anymore — about bakugou and getting too annoyed to not say something, he finally gives up on training for the day.
on finding out that bakugou had been released from recovery girl already, he decides to go visit him. he stops by the cafeteria to grab something for both of them to eat ( he’s betting that bakugou probably hadn’t wanted to eat amongst the others, and he’s sort of hungry himself ) and then heads to their dorms. he nods politely at the members of their class in the common room before taking the elevator to the fourth floor. shouto knocks on the proper door ( two quick, hard raps that make it clear he isn’t leaving ) and calls out, “ it’s todoroki. open up — i have food. ” // @herosplode
SHUT UP , SHUT UP , SHUT UP !!
the incessant chatter of the previous night’s incidence fills the air like white noise ; he hears it buzzing in his ears like mosquitoes , occupying his conscience , NAILS ON A CHALKBOARD SCRAPING ALONG THE FINE INNER WORKINGS OF HIS MIND MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP. it meets him at every turn of a corner , the way heads duck out of his way , scurrying with haste about as hallway traffic is wont to do.
LIAR.
he feels a fury scraping along his lungs that never surfaces in more than hateful glances , warnings , to SILENCE before he can be approached. let them whisper , as they will. COWARDS. he’s only been out of the infirmary for ten minutes , and he feels sick again , like he should go back , tuck himself away in recovery girl’s office --- she won’t ask questions. he instead opts to make haste to his dorm , avoiding the worried gazes of his classmates ( should he SNAP ; at this point , it’s only due time ) as he ducks into the elevator and repeatedly jams his finger into the button of the floor of his room. not like it’ll make the doors close faster , but fuck , it’s satisfying to take his anger out on SOMETHING , even in such a minute way.
hours pass , but it feels like DAYS AND DAYS. it isn’t enough. from the inside , from behind the anger filling his ears like cotton , the knocks sound so far away --- dull thuds in the distance , and he can barely register himself standing up and throwing his door open with an audible crash.
“ i didn’t fucking ask you to bring me anything. “ words come from grit teeth , sneered but lacking their former bite , hot rage simmering with the final lilt of his voice threatening to crack on the last word.
ROUND FACE·.
“ Bakugou. ” She’s completely determined, voice flat and gruff, unlike her usually energetic and soft pitch. Similar to how she acted before the Sports Festival, there is a competitive gleam in her eyes. Fists a curled up tight, body stiff and expression narrowed. “ We don’t have time. I need you. Come with me. ”
@herosplode ( uraraka )
there’s a sense of urgency in the atmosphere that she brings with her , a tenseness not unfamiliar to those place in HERO COURSE 1 - A. upon her urging , the blond exhales a gruff noise of DISSATISFACTION , an over - exaggerated distaste at the visage of the girl who dared to interrupt his reading.
“ you better not be wastin’ my fuckin’ TIME , uraraka. “
Bakugou in chapter 202
waddup five pee pee man.
he stares at the other boy, as if trying to figure out if the words that just came out of his mouth did, in fact, come out of his mouth. he doesn’t really want to be known as ‘ five pee pee man ‘ for the rest of his high school career. he didn’t mind the children saying it ; they’re kids, after all. but this ? bakugou knows that’s not right — he knows that shouto’s hero costume has medical supplies on it, not… pee pees. his mouth presses into a sour, thin line and he simply says, “ you know that’s not my name. “
@acidsplatt / cont’d from here
❛ ooooh, bakugo has a trickster side ~ ❜ a devious smile with no innocence attached. ❛ i’ll get us three cartons of eggs ━━━━ or is that too little ?? we need as much to throw until we’re bored ! ❜ not one, but three . . . clearly this would not be mina’s first time.
shocking , right ?
“ ‘course that’s too little. shithead might try pullin’ the crap again NEXT YEAR if we let him off easy. “ there’s a familiar defiance in his tone , but a foreign lilt that tilts the edge of his words , hands buried deep in pockets. “ five ... maybe six. “
Resting bitch face saves me from so many conversations I don’t want to be a part of
Bakusquat. Bakusquadt.