#Myhero

[leiamorgaine-rp]

Closed Starter/Alternative Timeline

With @bucky-barnes-rp5

It had been almost five years since Leia had seen Bucky. She thought about him every night when she helped Becca get ready for bed because she always saw him in her eyes. She gave their four year old daughter a kiss on the head and tucked her into her bed before walking back into her living room. Leia was grateful that she didn’t have to work tonight and could have a quiet night in. Of course the work she did wasn’t exactly legal. Then again she did what she did to give Becca the best life possible. She didn’t know how to find Bucky. He had left without a word and she never heard from him again. For someone she loved so deeply and believed loved her the same, she never expected to be abandoned by him. A few weeks later, she discovered that she was pregnant with their child. Leia could never regret her relationship with Bucky or having their child. The truth was that she still loved him and always would. She just hated that she had no way to find him. She was just doing what she had to do for her survival and that of hers and Bucky’s little girl. She refused to have any regrets.

( @bucky-barnes-rp5 )

[vanoilette]

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄,

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐌 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃. ૮꒰´ᵔ`⑅꒱ა . .

summary ⟢ ݂ : what happens when hitoshi shinsou falls in love (slowly but gradually) with one of, if not the most annoying person he’s ever met? how cliche, however, even if he keeps telling himself that — it seems he only falls harder and faster as the days pass, oh no, his dignity.

notes ⟢ ݂ : reader doesn’t have any pronouns mentioned (i think), not proofread.. slightly suggestive, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated (and so are you, i appreciate your support very much : 3) 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 making this was so fun!! i love toshi hes so shejjdkddkkeie . . its not really a fic, more so a blurb!! Im definitely gonna be making a part two to this though.

Shinsou was not one who was easily persuaded.

He was stubborn — he’d admit that much. And he didn’t exactly enjoy when any one had any sort of leverage over him, a power someone could wield over his head for the foreseeable future. And when entering the hero course, he most certainly didn’t think he was going to have any problems there. Well — of course, he was wrong, because of course he was, because when did anything go his way without some kind of failure happening along the way?

The kids in the hero course were a little odd in his own, personal, and very brutal opinion. He had made it quite clear during the joint training that 1-B and 1-A had that he was not here to make friends. He was here to get to his goal, and not get distracted along the way. — or, thats until he met you. Whom, by the way, seemed so very insistent on befriending him. You were worse than Kaminari was, you seemed a little more dense when it came to him throwing hints — or even being straight forward enough to just grumble a ‘leave me alone’, it flew right over your head. Ever so conveniently.

Or so it seemed that way anyways.

Constantly following him around like some lost puppy, as if you didn’t have anything better to do, you had friends, he just wasn’t sure why you seemed so deadset on pestering and getting to know him that you willingly missed that opportunity. You were either dedicated, or just a creep. However, he didn’t mind the advantages too much of you always being around too much, he wasn’t a douchebag — asking you to do everything, just whenever he didn’t feel like doing it. He was pretty sure he had you wrapped around his finger.

It took him a while to figure out it was the other way around.

“Wait, what?” Shinsou said, having to a double take, you had actually declined the offer to go train with him tonight, and then it was apparently because you were going to train with Midoriya instead — when? — Shinsou had most certainly never seen that green headed geek talk to you. Now you were pal enough to train together at night? This must have been some weird joke, because no way you’d refuse him.

However. He kind of mentally stepped back, he reminded himself that you have other things in your life — other people — more important things to do, since when did he become such a — no, since when did he actually want you to hang out with him?

Its not like..he needed to train with you, he could always train alone, like he had before you very annoyingly forced your way into his life like the frustratingly pretty nuisance you were.

“Sorry; i know we usually train together, but Midoriya said he wanted to try and test out a new move he had.” You replied, Midoriya was nice and all, but you had a feeling you’d probably get your ass kicked, for such a nice guy. One would think he was a little on the more weaker side, but then again — this was U.A.

That was possibly the most boring training session Shinsou had in a long while.

No one to talk to, or occasionally stare at their sweat covered body as they attempted to catch their breath — and no one to, you know, actually give him a challenge, though it gave him a chance to practice more specifically on using his scarf..

Heading back to his own dorm, there was a sense of unease, a sense of dread, all that with a mix of disappointment, you were probably still out training since Shinsou had wrapped up training early due to the fact he hated the loud silence. Collapsing onto his bed with half lidded eyes, he glanced around the room.

Then thoughts of you appeared, as usual.

He didn’t like thinking about you, yet he also loved how it immediately erupted a sense of giddiness that he was usually good at shoving right back down, and he most certainly did not like the way his lips slowly yet surely upturned into a small smile as he was reminded of you, and just thinking about you overall existence had made his cheeks turn a light shade of pink, dusting over his fair skin.

Oh, he was pining hard, and bad.

Shinsou was beginning to admit it to even himself, he could only ignore it for so long, besides — you were a nice distraction, a lovely distraction, you already distracted him without trying, or so he had thought.

You were just so pretty, and sweet, and even after he had so rudely dismissed you and pushed you away, you still seemed so determined, that was a nice quality.

Shinsou would gladly let you distract him.

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[dailydoseofsluttythoughts]

Kinktober Day 1 - A/B/O - Aizawa Shouta -

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Being an omega and a teacher was not for the weak.

Being an omega was awful, to put it simply.

You could barely even stand to be in the same room as an alpha, let alone one who you're attracted to. And you had to hide away in your apartment for a few days every month just because your body thinks it needs to be bred.

And to make matters worse you were stuck in a room with the one alpha who never failed to have you squirming in your seat with just one look. Fucking Shouta Aizawa.

The two of you were staying late in the teachers lounge ‘grading papers’, thought it was more of short, shared glances and hard tension, than anything else. You had caught him staring down your shirt a few times during the hours that the two of you were working into the night. 

It was almost 11:30 pm when he got up to get himself another mug of coffee. 

“You need a refill, too, sweetness?” He spoke, from his spot by the coffee machine. You nodded your head and your eyes unconsciously trailed down his arms as he poured you a mug. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbow and the top two buttons of his shirt were hanging open.

He glanced over at you from his spot and looked you up and down. His eyes effectively stop on your thighs and breasts. Quickly his scent filled the room as his body unintentionally released his pheromones. 

He was aroused. Very aroused.

The strong, almost overbearing smell of his masculinity made you begin to give off your own pheromones. This gave him all the proof he needed to stride over to you with fast, wide steps. You pushed your chair back slightly, surprised by the sudeness of his advance. 

Once Aizawa reached your work desk, he grabbed your wrist and guided you into a standing position. As you stood in front of him he slowly let his left hand wander down to your waist, pulling you in closer, letting his musk engulf your senses entirely. 

He leaned down to your neck, nuzzling his nose into your scent glands, your head tilting to the side to give him more room to scent you. He inhaled deeply, groaning at the sweetness of your scent.

“Fuck, you smell so good, baby” He placed kisses along your neck leading up to your ear as he spoke. His deep, scratchy voice rumbling through your body, sending pleasant shivers up and down your spine. 

His large hands pulled you closer to him. You hastily reciprocated his actions, rubbing yourself on his chest, taking him in while leaving the impression of you being there. You wanted everybody to know that he was now yours and vice versa.

“Let me know if you don’t want this, and I'll stop, baby girl,” He bit the lobe of your ear and began to suck a hickey on the side of your neck.

“You don't know how long I've wanted this,” You sighed out through labored breaths. Your hands soon found their way into his thick, black tresses, grip tightening at his scalp as his body melted into yours.

You had never felt such an overwhelming want to submit to someone else. As his hands moved down to the curve of your plump ass, you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper into subspace.

He stopped to grab two handfuls of the soft squishy flesh of your behind, then his hand continued on towards your thighs. And in one quick movement he lifted you up onto the desk next to the two of you.

His hands slid up the outer sides of your plush thighs, before moving to the hem of your pencil skirt. He looked up for one more ounce of confirmation from you. You nodded back.

A growl tore through his throat as he ripped open your skirt along the seam going down the middle, exposing your soaked panties. The large wet spot on the lacy pink underwear had him inhaling deeply into the air. He could smell  you.

He looked back into your eyes, both of your pupils being almost completely blown out with lust. You nodded back to him, giving him permission to do whatever he wants to you.

Slowly, Aizawa sunk down to his knees in front of you, his pitch black eyes never leaving yours. When he reached the floor, he ripped off your slick-coated thong, and used his thumbs to spread your lips, revealing your sopping hole. 

His light pink tongue peaked out from his lips to lick a wide stripe from your hole to your throbbing clit. 

Fuck. His tongue feels like heaven.

He popped your, slightly engorged clit into his mouth and sucked, with a gentleness that you didn't know was possible in a situation like this. Your hands carded through his hair once more, pulling every time he gave your clit some attention.

He was going down on you like you were his first meal in days. He gave you long licks along the length of your pussy, and quick, harsh sucks to your clit. The fervor in which he ate you out was quickly and steadily building up your climax.

You tugged on his hair, as the coursing waves of white, hot pleasure rolled over your body. Your legs, that were hanging loosely on his shoulders, are now tightening around his neck, pulling him closer to your heat, and basically riding his face through your orgasm. 

He gives your cunny one last lick, cleaning up your spend, before coming back up to place a messy kiss on your lips. You could taste yourself in the kiss. 

He reached to the side of your desk, and grabbed your bag. He knew you had a change of clothes, for emergencies.

“Lets go out on a date before we continue this sweet thing” He sughed in your ear, ovbiously holding himself back.

“How about we go check out that knew ramen place down the street” He smiled a vicously sexy smile, grabbing his coat and keys, nodding towards the door with his head.

“But, we’ve already come this far…” You whined out.

“I know, little one. I know… But I'd rather not have our first time in our place of work, when I’ve waited for this for so long” His eyes betrayed his words, but still, he gave you one last kiss and pulled away.

You nodded back and hopped off the desk.

[fantastic-mr-lily]

joke: date me

aizawa: no

joke: marry me

aizawa: shut up

mic: date ME!

aizawa: hm. i want fifty bucks.

mic: done.

joke: i hate you both

[fatwtf]

bakudeku ARE GETTING MARRIEDDDDSSS AHHHHHHHH :33333333

[strwberry-halo]

mina 🩷

[wilwoo]

The audio got removed on tt so I’m posting this here. LMAO

(Jokes about kys not made it through the guidelines ig)

(Warning: jokes about kys)

Audio from Broad City

[komakomacora]

WOA ITS MHA FROM THE HIT SHOW SMILING FRIENDS!!!!!!

[dootdootmf]

This is by far the best work I’ve done with the wacom and photoshop so far. What an interesting tool. I have a lot more to learn about brushes and line quality, I’m so familiar with traditional analog materials that this has been a trip. 

[akitsukihikaru]

GAKU GENJIRO'S MHA REFERENCE SHEET IS HERE!!!

Art by @socialllyawkwardalien

QUIRK DETAILS

Description: With Glitch Walk, the user has the ability to manipulate digital and technological systems by generating glitches. They can access and control electronic devices, causing them to malfunction or behave unexpectedly. This allows the user to bypass security systems, disable surveillance cameras, or even disrupt communication networks. Additionally, they can glitch their own body, allowing them to phase through solid objects or teleport short distances by distorting their form.

DRAWBACKS

1.Overuse of the quirk can cause the user to experience disorientation and dizziness, similar to motion sickness, due to the constant manipulation of digital signals and glitches.

2.The user is only able to manipulate digital and technological systems, so they may struggle in combat situations that involve purely physical opponents.

3.Glitching their own body comes with the risk of temporary loss of control, causing unintended effects or leaving them vulnerable.

[ghostkid0000]

Quirky little fur pals! I love these designs so much!

[fantastic-mr-lily]

mha lunch:

midoriya: what do you guys have for lunch? *pulls out an all might lunch box*

bakugo: bro has an all night lunch box..

uraraka: i have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and-

bakugo: broke ass lunch

denki: i have dino nuggets. beat that.

bakugo: i thought you only got stupid after using your quirk?

mina and kirishima: DAMN

denki: well what do you have for lunch then?

bakugo: *whips out a lunchable* amateurs.

[ice-dragon-waifu]

Think you can eat all that, Boss?

[thatfaunusqueen]

Whoever did the animation here for Nejire, DAMNNNN like they definitely enjoyed drawing her here. She’s absolutely gorgeous in this shot. With the short hair and the new outfit design! This season is so fucking good!

[randomseraphim]

The Big Three

[soulflame22]

a mha hot take

y'all please don't kill me, but i like endeavors character.

JUST HEAR ME OUT.

i dont like him, but his character. he is written so well and i wish more people would appreciate that

(s6 spoilers ahead)

he has shown an enormous amount of character growth in this series. recently, he has even realized how much his actions hurt the people he loves. he owns up to it, which can be really hard to to. and the best part about that scene is he doesn't ask for forgiveness he doesn't want them to say it's okay. he just feels truly sorry. obviously that doesn't excuse his actions but its nive seeing him grow so much as a character.

his reaction to dabi being revealed as touya and their encounters have to that was chilling. seeing how horrified endeavor looked. seeing how sincere he truly believed touya was dead. the realization that dabi took countless lives, and it was his fault

i really enjoy the way endeavor has grown as a character throughout this series, i truly do think he is written perfectly. a point i think that people miss is that your not supposed to like him. he's not a character you're supposed to like. but that doesn't mean you can't appreciate the writing behind it