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Iâd normally think sheâll fit either as a Monster High OC? Or Mandela Catalogue one? Tbh itâs quite confusing that sheâs both creepy yet âfreakyâ at the same time.
#learning with pibby#pibby#glitch au#au#alternate universe#adult swim#wally darling#rise donnie#hanta sero#eijiro kirishima#fake peppino#mha#bnha#rottmnt#welcome home#pizzatower#monster high#the mandela catalogue#tmc oc#monster high oc#mha oc#original character#fanart#ibispaintx#digital art
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And Izuku's first response to Mirio telling him to be a professional hero trainee and ignore someone who needed saving was to take off his hero mask and reveal his own face again. Izuku was looking at the situation with his eyes unobstructed. Mirio's vision was completely obscured by his visor; his belief in Sir Nighteye's grand plan was so strong that he prioritized that over the people in front of him.
#bnha reread#bnha 129#bnha#midoriya izuku#togata mirio#also this panel is like - kid listen to the adults#and then izuku just making the most disgruntled face#there's a reason mirio drops the visor after going through his character development
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Decided to draw a little concept sketch of what Kyomu could look like as an adult (Late 20s to mid 30s)
Quickly wanna point out that I didn't use a hand ref again okay byee :33
#This isn't his adult hero fit btw#Tis civilian clothings#Kyomu#Chipsdraws#art#Artist#artists on tumblr#art on tumblr#traditional art#drawing#sketch#concept art#Oc concept#Character design#Oc#My oc#Oc art#my oc art#oc drawing#oc artwork#original charater art#Mha oc#Bnha oc#Mha oc art#my hero academia oc#mha ocs#character concept
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Kirishima Beats No Nut November
Kirishima Eijirou x AFAB Reader Word count: 2,852 words Warnings/tags: Adult characters, AFAB reader (no pronouns used), swearing, established relationship, pet names (babe), vanilla smut A/N: This is based on a series of asks on @willowserâs blog talking about who would (or more like who wouldnât) make it through No Nut November. Also, this is the first smut fic Iâve ever posted so donât expect great things.
18+ FIC, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Smut specific tags and fic under the cut
Smut specific tags: PWP (porn with some miniscule semblance of a plot), biting/marking, oral sex (fem receiving), vaginal fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex
âYou guys want to do the âNo Nut Novemberâ challenge this year?â
The room fell silent. Eijirou was already excited at the word âchallengeâ. He turned his gaze to Hanta, as did everybody else. Hanta, however, kept his eyes on his phone, scrolling through an article.Â
Shouto was the first who spoke. âWe canât eat nuts throughout all of November?â
Next to him, Izukuâs face was so red it almost seemed like he was steaming. âThatâs not what it means, Shouto-kun,â he whispered.
His words went unheard as Hanta drowned him out, frowning at Shoutoâs question. âDude, no, itâs talking about not busting a nut.â
âSo no cracking our own nuts? Are pre-cracked nuts allowed then?â
A collective sigh swept through the room.Â
âYou seriously never heard the term âbusting a nutâ before?â Katsuki drawled. When Shouto shook his head, Katsuki scoffed, mumbling something about Shouto being a sheltered princess.
Denki, however, beamed at Shouto, ready with an explanation. âItâs a euphemism for ejaculation. Yâknow, cumming.â
âAh,â Shouto replied, falling silent once again.
Denki turned back to Hanta. âSo no nutting for all of November. Does that mean no masturbation? No sex?â
Hanta shrugged. âI guess you can do both without nutting if you plan on edging yourself all month. But once you nut, youâre out of the challenge.â
âWhat about wet dreams? Do they count?â
Hanta stayed silent for a moment, looking through the article on his phone. Then he turned his attention back to Denki. âThe rules say you get one, then youâre out.â
âAw, only one?â Denki whined. âIf I canât nut through all November, I donât think one will be enough.â
Hanta grinned widely at the blonde. âIf you donât make it through, then you canât participate in âDestroy your Dick Decemberâ!â
Denki lit up. âWhatâs that??â
Eijirou stopped paying attention to the conversation, instead focusing on the challenge ahead. No orgasms for 30 days didnât sound too hard. Surely he had the resolve to get through it.Â
âIâm in!â he said, interrupting Hanta and Denkiâs discussion about âDestroy your Dick Decemberâ.Â
And once Eijirou was in, hyping everybody else up, the rest of the group decided to partake too.
âYou seriously agreed to that?â
Eijirouâs smile started to waver. âCâmon, itâs just one month.â
You rolled your eyes. âJust one month? Ei, you barely make it three days unless you're sick or exhausted from work.â
âI know, babe, but I can do this!â Grabbing you by the waist, he pulled you closer, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. âAt least⌠as long as you donât try to seduce me before December.â
You sighed, raising your hands to run your fingers through his hair. âYou guys are so stupid. Fine. I wonât make it harder for you, but Iâm not participating!â
Eijirou giggled. âI think itâs gonna be plenty hard without your help, babe. But itâll make it all the more gratifying once I get to fuck you again.â
The first couple of days went by with little effort. Nothing really changed in Eijirouâs life, he spent his free evenings cuddling with you on the couch, he slept with you in his arms, he got ready in the mornings next to you. He could still kiss you without any issue. He was so sure that he had this challenge in the bag.
But as the month progressed, things got more and more difficult. He often found his mind straying from his goal when you were close by, his sanity slowly slipping. The outline of your breasts visible through your clothes, the curve of your ass when you bent forward to pick something off the floor, your shirt riding up and showing your stomach when you stretched. He couldnât tear his eyes away from you. Showering with you became torture. He could barely stand being in the bathroom at the same time, the outline of your naked body taunting him. One particularly cold day had your nipples perking, clearly showing through your shirt. Eijirouâs gaze was only torn away when you rubbed your arms, blocking out his view. He needed a cold shower after that. But he was still too stubborn to give up.
Kissing you slowly became painful. Once he passed the middle of the month, he could barely peck you on the lips without feeling his resolve beginning to crack. He began pretending to fall asleep on the couch in the evenings just to have a valid reason to stay away from your shared bed; just to keep his hands away from your soft, sleep-warm skin. He was sure that if he went to sleep next to you, his iron will would crumble come morning when youâd inevitably roll over and throw your arms around him, pressing your body flush against his under the covers. The soft sighs you let out while waking up always turned him on. He yearned to hear them again. But he couldnât give up. Not yet.Â
He was so close; only 12 more days to go.
One night towards the end of November, he came home unexpectedly early. The soft whimpers that reached his ears made him pause. He knew those sounds. They had him throbbing with need already. And he wasnât sure that heâd be strong enough to resist.
His feet began moving on their own, leading him towards the bedroom. And there you lay among the sheets, underwear discarded to one side, your pussy on full display as you played with your clit with a toy. The custom-made one, he realized with a jolt, a replica of his own cock. And judging from the sheen on it, youâd already been fucking yourself for a while.Â
He stood rooted to the spot, unable to look away, hands clenched around either side of the door frame to keep them from moving as his cock throbbed, straining against his pants, begging to be touched. His nostrils flared, your tantalizing scent thick in the air. He swallowed dryly when your moans became louder and more insistent as you neared your climax.
âFuck-- Ei!â you whimpered as you came, pussy clenching around nothing.
Crack
Eijirou was torn out of his need by the sudden noise. Turning his head, he saw five finger-shaped marks around the door frame where heâd been clenching it hard enough to break the wood.
âEi!â he heard you say, surprise heavy in your voice. âWhat are you doing home so early?!â
He turned back to you, jaw clenching with dismay when he saw you drawing your legs up towards your chest, hiding your sex with your crossed ankles. You were grabbling for the sheets with both hands, trying to cover yourself underneath them.
He didnât want you to feel like you had to hide your nakedness from him. Not now, not ever. But he knew well that his own idiotic stubbornness had been the cause of this.
âIâm sorry,â he forced out between gritted teeth, turning to move back to the living room.
âEi, wait!âÂ
He heard you moving after him, stumbling as you pulled the sheets around you. Keeping his back to you, he turned every time you tried to move around him.
âWhy are you mad at me, Ei? I didnât do anything wrong!â
âMad? Iâm not--â He let out an exasperated groan, a noise he felt like heâd been holding in for weeks. Sinking onto the couch, he scrubbed at his face. âIâm not mad at you, babe. Iâm so fuckinâ frustrated with myself. I should never have agreed to this stupid-ass challenge! Iâm so fucking miserable that I canât touch you without feeling like Iâm about to lose it. And then I come home to the best fuckinâ display Iâve ever seen and I CANâT JOIN BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID CHALLENGE!!âÂ
Finally, he looked up at you, angry tears brimming at his waterline. âI miss you, babe. âS not even the sex as much as the intimacy. I miss kissing you, a-and touching you. I miss sleeping next to you. I miss feeling normal around you.â
You grinned at him. âSo you donât miss the sex? Youâre fine with us not banging ever again?â
âFucking NO Iâm not!â Eijirou reached out, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his lap, molding himself around you as much as possible. âPlease donât joke about that,â he whispered against your neck. âIâve had a stomach ache since, like, November 5th or something from constant blue balls. I want you so bad it feels like Iâm about to combust, but I canât.âÂ
Pressing a continuous string of kisses to your temple, he apologized, over and over again, for joining No Nut November, and for hurting both you and himself in the process.Â
âNever again,â he promised. âIâm never doing such a stupid thing again! I love you so much, babe. Iâll make it up to you come December.â
On the last day of November, Eijirou spent most of the day watching the desk clock in his home office like a hawk. His brain was buzzing with counting down the seconds until midnight. With only half an hour left, he wandered aimlessly into your bedroom, desperate to find something to occupy his mind with. He thought heâd have more time before you finished your bath. But heâd miscalculated. And so he came upon you, fully nude as you searched through your dresser for something to wear for bed.
He broke.
Moving up behind you without fully realizing what he was doing, he let his hands caress your waist, your skin just as soft and warm and supple underneath his fingers as heâd imagined. His lips met your shoulder, and he slowly worked his way up, pausing for a moment to pay extra attention to the junction between your shoulder and neck to nip at your skin, letting his tongue slip over the marks his teeth left behind. One hand moved over your stomach, arm wrapping around you to pull you closer, his other hand moving up to cup your breast, thumb caressing your nipple. The groan you let out had him already teetering on the edge.
âCanât wait any longer,â he whispered.
You turned in his grip, but as he leaned in to kiss you, you raised one hand, pressing your palm against his mouth to hold him back.
âEi, wait! Youâre so close, you canât fail now!â
He grinned against your palm. âI donât plan on failing. But just because I canât cum until after midnight, doesnât mean that I canât make you cum either.â
Lifting one of his own hands, he placed it over yours, pressing it closer to kiss your palm. Then he gently pulled your hand away to kiss your wrist.
âPlease, babe,â he mumbled, pressing another kiss to your skin, âI canât wait to taste you again.â
You watched him silently for a moment, eyes half lidded and mouth open in a pant. Eijirou stuck his tongue out, letting the tip run over the sensitive skin on your wrist. A warm tingle crept up his spine when he felt you shiver.
âFuck--â you sighed. âFine, yes!!â
Releasing your wrist, Eijirou brought both hands up to cup your cheeks, kissing you desperately. Pressing his tongue into your mouth, he wound it around yours. Pulling away, he kissed an urgent trail over your jaw and down your neck, only to return to your lips again.Â
His hands moved downwards, caressing your waist for a brief moment before they continued down. Breaking the kiss, he grabbed you by the thighs, lifting you enough to allow you to wrap your legs around his hips. He carried you to the bed, crawling over it on his knees until he reached the middle, then gently lowered you, his lips never once leaving your skin.
Frantically pulling his clothes off in as few movements as possible, he returned to you, kissing a trail down between your breasts, pausing for a moment to just inhale the scent of your skin. He couldnât believe how much heâd missed the feeling of your skin against his own. His teeth caught the skin on the curve of one breast. Pressing his lips to the mark, he then sucked a bruise into your skin.
Moving up, he swirled his tongue around your nipple, relishing in the sight and sound of you writhing beneath him. He wanted to drown in the sounds of your moans, but⌠not yet.
Flicking the bud with his tongue, he then closed his mouth around it, sucking softly.Â
He let his lips slide down your stomach until he hovered over your pussy, the heady scent making him dizzy with need.
âFuck I missed this!â he groaned, finally lowering his head to swirl his tongue around your clit, slipping two fingers into you. Slowly, he built you up, feeling your fingers tug at his hair, your thighs shaking as you neared your climax. Pushing you over the edge, he relished in how tightly you clenched around his fingers when you came.
âShit, Ei, that--â
âOne more,â he interrupted, nipping at your inner thigh. âGimme one more, babe!â
Eijirou had no idea how long he spent nestled between your thighs, switching between slowly lapping and sucking on your clit, occasionally dipping down to press his tongue into your pussy. He only resurfaced when you started pulling insistently on his hair.Â
âStop, Ei, please! No more!â you whimpered.Â
He licked his lips, savoring the last of your taste before he sat up, shooting a quick glance to the clock on his nightstand. 01:23 December 1st.Â
Merry fucking Christmas to me he thought as he lifted your legs onto his shoulders. Pressing a kiss to your ankle, he lined himself up, gently pressing the head of his cock against your opening.
âReady, babe?â
When you nodded, he began pushing in, forcing himself to go slow. Heâd almost forgotten how good you felt, how warm and soft you were, how tightly you gripped him.Â
âDunno how long I can -nnhg!- can hold on, babe,â he groaned, âit feels too good, youâre so good to me!â
He kept babbling praise as he thrust shallowly, already close to his climax. Pausing for a moment to shift his position to be closer to you, he began losing control, thrusting harder, deeper, lost in the sensation of your warm embrace.
âFuck, babe, I-- I canât-- Fuck!!â
Hips stuttering, he spilled inside of you, trying his best to not collapse at the relief. His head sank down on the pillow next to yours, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
âI love you, babe. I love you so much.â
Winding your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer. âI love you too, Eijirou.â
He relaxed, pressing slow, gentle kisses to any patch of skin he could reach, enjoying the feel of your fingers gliding through his hair, scratching at his scalp.
Post-nut clarity finally lifting the fog in his mind, he realized that heâd undressed so quickly that he still had one sock half on his foot. The realization made him smile into your neck.
You wiggled in his hold, pressing a kiss to his cheek. âI didnât think youâd be able to manage taking it this slow.â
He chucked weakly. âI wanted to savor it.â
Lifting himself off you, he pressed yet another kiss to your lips, muffling your groan as he slid out of you. Then he reached out to grab some tissues from the box on your nightstand and sat up, ready to wipe you down.
But seeing one monthâs worth of cum leaking out between your swollen lips had him hard and throbbing again.
He grinned at you. âOn your stomach, babe. Ass in the air.â
âAlready?â you groaned before complying.Â
Eijirou leaned in to kiss your ass cheek before sinking his teeth into it. ââM not even close to done. I plan on going all night to make up for lost time.â
âNone of you made it??â
Eijirou felt warm, hands balling into fists, his cheeks flushing with exasperation. The lack of sleep from the night before was finally starting to bother him.Â
âNo one, not a single one of you made it through the month??â
His words were met with shrugs, with eyerolls and crossed arms, with averted gazes. The mood was so tense he felt like he could slice through it with his quirk.
âIt was too much,â Izuku finally whispered.
âIt was stupid, âs what it was,â Katsuki added. âNever wanted to do the fuckinâ thing anyway.â
Denki grinned. âBut thatâs how you failed, Kacchan, you did the fucking-thing anyway.â
âGuys,â Eijirou said, ignoring the smoke rising from Katsukiâs fists, âwe were meant to do this together. It was meant to be a challenge!â When no one replied, he added, âCouldnât you at least have told me that you were out? Then I coulda bailed too instead of suffering from blue balls for thirty fucking days!â As a chorus of mumbled apologies rose into the air, Eijirou thought to himself that he was NEVER doing something like No Nut November again.
Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, reblogs, and asks (on and off anon) are always greatly appreciated! If you like what youâve read, please check out my other works. Love, Em đ
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#love letters from em#bnha#mha#boku no hero academia#my hero acedamia#swearing#smut#vanilla smut#afab!reader#adult characters#aged up characters#established relationship#kirishima#eijirou#eijiro#x reader#x you#imagine#imagines
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I'm stealing a tweet but what are your media literacy check characters
#one of mine is mu qing from tgcf because if you still think he was being antagonistic on purpose i have no words for you tbh#the other one is bakugou katsuki for obvious reasons#not because i'm defending what he did but because people actively deny that he had character development#my other other one is toga himiko for also obvious reasons#my other other other one is jiang cheng from mdzs#actually mdzs itself is a media literacy check honestly but that take is for another day#bnha#mha#mdzs#tgcf#svsss#2ha#erha#those r all my recent fandoms#please fight in my comments i'm begging you i want entertainment#FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT#p5r#p5#sorry i forgot one my other other other other one is goro akechi because you don't have to like him but calling him evil is crazy#i don't think he's a good person but he's not EVIL#love him btw he is my favorite p5 character but he is Not Really A Good Person#but like people saying he's evil and all the phantom thieves hate him. did you. read persona 5#did you just look at the pretty pictures and numbers like what#the game literally tells you that he was a victim of unfortunate circumstances and the adults around him like EVERYONE ELSE#HE WAS 16 YEARS OLD WHEN HE WAS HIRED TO BECOME AN ASSASSIN#actually i've decided that maruki is also a media literacy check character#because the amount of people i see acting like he maliciously manipulated a bunch of teenagers and he's so bad/evil/a creep is insane#guys. characters don't have to be just good or bad.
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do you have any headcanons in regards to kai chisaki's bio parents? did he get thrown out or do you think they died. or both. or a secret third thing i haven't considered. /from kainagant
i ABSOLUTELY have chisaki-parent headcanons. content warnings for discussions of child abuse/neglect/abandonment under the cut because chisaki is my favorite character and therefore i can and will put him through hell :)
These headcanons are kind of crack, but I think his bio father was Yaoyorozu's grandfather, the patriarch of the Yaoyorozu clan. His bio mother was the guy's secretary who he had to fire to hide the fact that he had an affair 𫢠She managed to extort a lot of child support/hush money from him, citing the fact that she had to take care of a baby and also the fact that she had his wife's phone number.
...not that any of that money actually went to child support, mind you. She was the type of mother who treated her child as an obligation at best and a show prize at worst--she enrolled baby kai in an expensive all-girls school (he's trans and i will fight you on that) so she could brag to her friends about it, but she would also make him go to school while sick and would only rarely cook any kind of meals for him. he was usually on his own to find or cook food in the house, and when an accident inevitably happened and he broke a dish she'd scream at him like he did it on purpose.
(In all honesty, I think she was the egotistical mean girl type who no one would want to hang out with if she didn't have power over them of some kind. In a modern AU Chisaki would 100% hang out on/gain a lot of comfort from r/raisedbynarcissists, as ableist as that sub can be.)
There are some points in the abuse cycle where she tries to reconcile with him, but of course solely on her terms. Usually she'd try to win him over by spending money on a bunch of new toys, almost always dolls or other "girl toys", instead of doing things like apologizing for screaming, asking him how his day went, or even asking him what toys he'd actually want and buying those. (Sound familiar?)
Of course, it only gets worse when baby Kai starts showing signs of being autistic. She absolutely takes him not looking her in the eye as a personal slight, along with playing with his toys "wrong", not liking certain foods or textures, stimming too loudly, or generally being 'strange'. Because of course she does. And of course, Overhaul isn't very easy to control at such a young age, and she takes *that* personally too--she's absolutely called him cursed and monster because of his Quirk.
But moving on to how he ended up on the street. When Kai's eight, she decides that she's done with her "creepy weirdo daughter" and dumps him at an orphanage. For the next couple years he's going to be running away from orphanages, living on the streets, getting dragged back to orphanages, and so on. There may also be shitty foster homes involved, if the Japanese welfare system is like that at all. He'll realize early on the weirdness of gender (he cuts his hair super short a few weeks after the abandonment, gets asked if he's a boy in a dress or a girl with short hair, and realizes that he could be whatever he wanted) and bounce between presentations during this time, and just so happened to be in boymode when the oyaji found him, which is how he got stuck in boymode for basically ever. But that's a story for another time, and not what you asked about.
Anyways, so, to recap: bio dad is the Yaoyorozu patriarch and Momo's grandad, bio mom is the secretary he had an affair with and also a shitbag (which left Chisaki with massive emotional scars), and I think he got abandoned/kicked out as a little girl.
#chisaki kai#headcanons#bnha#tw child neglect#tw child abuse#original characters#and of course all of this leads to him being someone who deeply devalues himself#is desperate to seem 'normal'#has a deep distrust of any and all adults/authority#and is in general just all around really fucking anxious and miserable :)
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this is the momo we could have gotten.
SHES SO COOL LOOKING I WANT HER PLSSSS
#tbh a lot of the beta characters are a lot cooler sounding#midoriya was supposed to be an adult relying on support gear but that was deemed âboringâ even though that conveys horikoshis message#that anyone can be a hero a lot better#beta bakugo was apparently to pleasent so he was just made angrier#they shouldve made him a mean girl!!! like âyou think you can be a hero? i mean that sounds really dumb izukuâ#MEAN GIRL BAKUGO WOULDVE BEEN SO COOL#fuck horikoshi i want this story instead >:(#momo yaoyorozu#momo yaoyozoru#momo yaoyaruzo#mha yaoyorozu#bnha yaoyorozu#creati#mha#bnha#beta mha
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"If you're too short to stare down your nose at someone, keep your chin down, your eyes up, and don't blink. It's not as threatening, but it will show you are not afraid." -Mai (probably)
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In exploring various avenues to go about a Ghost Hunt/My Hero crossover, one of the more entertaining dynamics I think would be the interactions between Mai and Endeavor.
To put it bluntly, there is a strength behind Maiâs character that I donât think we in the Ghost Hunt fandom give her near enough credit for, and that is the fact that on a fundamental level, Mai is fearless.
As per general anime protagonist behavior, she is almost exactly like Deku when it comes to doing what she perceives to be the right thing. Reckless, yes, and she is often running headlong into danger, but itâs important to remember Mai has also never been afraid to call anyone out on their bad behavior.
Within minutes of meeting Ayako, she called her out for talking down to her classmate, a classmate she was not even particularly close to.
She often calls out Masako and Naru both for their condescension and attitudes.
Takigawa was physically holding her back from going after the faculty at Rokuryou.
She called out Lin pretty quickly for his bullshit.
And she straight up yells at everyone in the very first case for their bickering and posturing even though she barely knew any of them.
In canon, Mai jumps at ghosts and she is easily unsettled/frightened, but even against Urado, she still has the inherent resolve to think, âOkay, you need to go.â
Also recall the fact that she has not hesitated to out Naru twice on minor secrets solely because he pissed her off. That whole bit in the Labyrinth case where she demands to know why he didnât tell them the full reason why they were there and he just answers with how âsome people donât know when to keep their mouth shut.â Yeah, he didnât say that because he didnât think she could keep the secret.�� Homeboy straight up knew she would weaponize that information if given the chance.
For all her compassion and the âgood girlâ vibes we remember her for, Mai is petty af.
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This is why I like writing Mai as an adult. Canonically as a teenager, sheâs already formidable in her own way. As a young adult whoâs dealt with Naru and company for a few years and has subsequently gotten used to the constant razzing and sass the whole group brings to the table (and let's be real, nobody in My Hero Academia would be prepared for the full force of SPR's combined sass,) adult Mai would be a force of nature.
So as intimidating as Endeavor is, I legitimately think Maiâs reaction to him would be a resolute, âI donât care if heâs three times my size and on fire, nobody speaks that way in my presence and gets away with it. Hold my purse, hold my beer, time for a verbal ass-whooping.â
And then thereâs Yasuhara saying, âGo off, sis,â and filming for posterity.
Speaking of SPR's favorite bespectacled fiend, Yasuhara has definitely hit on everyone in the top ten.

Yasuhara and Mai both have probably ended up in this situation, possibly at the same time and the end result is always the same:
Naru stepping in.
"What exactly is your plan here? Putting them down or harming them are your only two options right now, only one of which is the smart option. Unhand them. You're embarrassing everyone."
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SPR really be the Animaniacs sibs to every Pro with an ego. Which is, like, 90% of Pros. And villains.
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But yeah, general cattiness between Mai and Endeavor:
"I didn't see you there, Taniyama. Perhaps your lackluster and unremarkable costume was to blame."
"Not all of us are trying to signal that Gondor calls for aid."

#my hero academia#ghost hunt#mai taniyama#endeavor#crossover#character analysis#yasuhara osamu#boku no hero academia#bnha#mha#nostalgia anime#pro heroes#vs#shibuya psychic research#spr#naru#oliver davis#young adults
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A headcanon thatâs very important to me is that Midoriya ends up being 1 cm taller than Bakugou. It doesnât matter to me exactly how tall they end up. Bakugou could be finished growing at his current canon height, or they could both become absolute trees. Midoriya just has to be 1 cm taller.
Bakugou isnât actually mad because heâs had character development, but he pretends to be mad on principle (âdamn Deku has to one-up me at everythingâ).
Also, Todoroki is going to be over 6 ft tall. He has a narrower build/more lean muscle compared to Endeavor, but heâs going to be the tallest sibling. I also think he and Natsuo are like the inverse of each other in terms of which parent they look like: Shouto has Reiâs face shape, hair texture, and more of her build, but he has more of Enjiâs overall facial features. Natsuo has Enjiâs face shape, hair texture, and build, but more of Reiâs facial features.
Shouto generally looks the most like his father out of all the siblings and he still has angst about this.
#mha#bnha#my hero academia headcanons#headcanon#when the characters are adults#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#todoroki shouto
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As always, this is a nsfw blog, minors dni
lowkey thinking about like. a stalker bnha au but chisaki's the one being stalked. eyes on the back of his neck, little candies on his desk, other clans his side of the Hassaikai has been tussling with suddenly wiped off the map. kai doesn't tell anyone of course--what kind of yakuza man is so weak as to pick up a stalker?--but slowly the stalker gets more and more bold, lets kai see bits and pieces of them out of the corner of his eye, and then.
and then. he gets an invitation.
he goes. he still hasn't told anyone, not even kurono or irinaka, but he has to fix this--he'll be fine, right? just a simple confrontation, some threats and setting things straight, and then this stalker will leave him alone. even if he has to kill them to make them. it's the middle of the night, in a backstreet where no one would find his body until it was well too late--but no, no that's just paranoia, and besides the seclusion is helpful, really, because the stalker may have sent the invitation but kai has the upper hand with overhaul. but where's the stalker?
...and what's that smell? he feels woozy. tired. his body is heavy and his eyelids are heavier. shit, his exhaustion must be catching up to him. a figure appears at the mouth of the alleyway and kai recognizes her, even in his addled state: pro hero midnight.
shit. that's not exhaustion, is it?
but even though he tries he can't get to her, not before his body gives out and sleep overtakes him. when he wakes up he's somewhere totally different, in a soft bed with soft blankets, and midnight is sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking his hair, and kai really really shouldn't let this happen, he should overhaul her and escape but this is the first time in literal years that someone's touched him with such affection, and his stress hives aren't even acting up, so what's the harm in pretending to be asleep a little longer?
but midnight seems to know he's woken up already, because she starts talking. "you know, chisaki, i'm a hero, so i can't have you running around and hurting people and selling those drugs like you've been. but if i turned you in, then you'd disappear, and i wouldn't get to see you anymore. so," she continues, leaning down to brush her lips against his ear: "you're going to stay here and be my dirty little secret, mkay?"
#i chose midnight because it needed to be an adult character i wanted it to be a woman and because her quirk works for this#chisaki kai#kai chisaki#bnha#bnha midnight#mha#bnha overhaul#mha overhaul#mha midnight#nemuri kayama#kayama nemuri#overhaul#midnight#chisaki's so touch/affection-starved he'll let a creepy stalker rub their hands all over his body lmfao#but so prideful and stubborn and bad at communication that he refuses to let anyone who's actually in his life know he's craving affection#stalker#cnc kidnapping#ns/fw#my stuff
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Neutral/Vigilante/Villain OCâs allowed. No Hero-OC's allowed at this time. Plot-Heavy. Literate/High-Lit. +5 Year time-skip Diverse, LGBT+, friendly, multilingual. Characters: Toga, *Deku, *Bakugo and many other Villains!
ADULTS ONLY 18+ ROLEPLAY; THIS SERVER IS I.D ENFORCED.
âđđ đĽ Takes place after Season 6 (Ch 306/Ep 19-20) TW: Canon-Typical Dark Content.
Five years ago, AllMight was killed in a swath of blue flame and chaos after the Prison break. Deku and others are missing since this altercation; Hawks & Aizawa have gone rogue ever since, leading many to believe they were somehow witnesses to this event or even alleged accomplices. Endeavor came back to help uphold what was left of "civil society" and told the world that it was Dabi who killed AllMight.
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Chaos erupted and since the only witnesses to the event had to flee, the remnants of "civil society" took solace in Endeavors strong leadership and sense of established order. The top hero ordered parts of Japan to be walled up, saving rich echelons of society and all those with powerful quirks. His unification of Japan's biggest cities and his guaranteed protection is all that has kept the country in order.
Shigaraki fought off AFO during the chaos of the prison break and managed to pursue his own goals of destruction instead of OFA. However, it was a calculated error that led to him losing some of his acquired quirks due to overuse. For four years, Shigaraki grew closer to his "New League" called "The Posse" or "Villain Posse."
Knowing he'd have to expand and grow to help with his ideals to destroy society as a whole, and the world to follow. As more people, especially those cast out of the sectors, grow disillusioned with the heroes, they have begun to swell The Posse's ranks as they forge their own society, out of the reach of the heroes. Many sides have shifted, many heroes have gone missing⌠Join us, read more & choose your side here at Villain Posse.
ŰŠ *Heroes cannot be your first character in the Posse; especially when it comes to major characters.

#shigaraki tomura#shigaraki rp#tomura shigaraki#dabi roleplay#dabi rp#roleplay server#roleplay#adult my hero academia roleplay#mha roleplay server#bnha roleplay#anime roleplay server#mha roleplay#toga rp#my villain academia#villain roleplay#original character#original character roleplay
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Alien Stage reminds me of The Hunger Games with the 'oppressed group are exploited as celebrities' plot
Its such a underrated idea
#paper's thoughts#dystopia#books#young adult#ya#plot idea#dictatorship#lucy grey baird#opression#alien stage#hunger games#celebrities#underrated#I have the brief feeling its a critical to the way korean idols are treated#alien stage i mean#if anyone have more exemples pls send#we have that in real life? i mean some peasants were tortured for amusent sure but they are not celebs???#gladiators maybe#i thinks another characters that could fit this would be#hawks#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#bnha
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Two things can be true at the same time. It's my responsibility to curate my own online experience and choose not to engage with content that triggers me. But also the bitches on ao3 who write what's essentially just CSEM should lowkey fucking die.
#i don't even mean shit like ppl who age up bnha characters or whatever like that's kind of weird but if they're written to be 18 then fine#i guess#shrugs#i mean bitches who write shit where adult(s) are explicitly stated to be molesting children described as toddlers#i'm so fucking sick of seeing that when browsing if you write that shit you need to be put down like a damn animal sorry not sorry
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the t-rated beginning to what would be a lemon featuring (1) transgender Nana, (2) a porn trope so shamelessly horny and weird about women i feel compelled to say that kotarou is NOT conceived between them, and (3) the friends-with-benefits nanahiko situationship of all time
wc: ~1.2k
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âIâm back!â Shimura cried out, gracefully sliding through the open window of their shared office space. It was a practice they maintained if one of them had to stay tied to the desk (for overdue paperwork, if nothing else). Since she was in the habit of letting her boots hit the floor with a thump, Sorahiko didnât flinch from the noise.
What did cause him to look up was the lack of any indicators to Sorahikoâs missing lunch. Shimura had been gone for two hours with no warning other than a brief text. His emergency stash of taiyaki eased the worst of his hunger, but he was, to be blunt, annoyed that she hadnât picked up even a courtesy carton of yakisoba.
And then he forgot to be annoyed.
âShimura?â he asked.
She twirled around. Her skirt and cape flared, her hair swung with the movement, and Sorahiko gaped, because the flight suit had been tailored, but never had it had to accommodate these particular curves. Thighs. Hips. Waist. Breasts.
The buzzing, useless voice in his head insisted that this could not possibly be Shimura, because for the entirety of their friendship, Shimura had had the figure of a man.
Well. Perhaps he could be more frank in his head.Â
For the entirety of their friendship, Shimura identified as a woman. It didnât matter that she hadnât removed the fish and tackle, or that her pectorals were dense muscle and not fatty tissue. It didnât matter that she sometimes arrived to the agency with a ghost of stubble, or that her throat had a defined bump. If it werenât for Japan being a little reluctant to get with the times, Seventh Wonder would be giving Recovery Girl a run for her money at the gendered popularity rankings.
This absurdly fantastical vision of a buxom, muscled woman of incredible stature was undoubtedly Shimuraâs dream-goal. Butâhow?
âWho the fuck hit you with a Sex Quirk?â Sorahiko demanded.
âSex Change Quirk, Sorahiko,â she corrected. The register for her voice was still low, a warm seductive sound with the same lilt, the same cadence. âAnd who said I didnât ask for it, hm?â
âWho, Shimura?â
âAh, relax, it was Minamori-chan. You know, the lady who ducked the illegal Quirk usage ticket because youâre an ally, and Iâm a member of the community?â
â⌠I remember,â Sorahiko partially lied. Minamori. Illegal Quirk usage ticket, but never recorded. Caught on-site at some independent filming location. His memories informed him it was a barely furnished apartment studio that benefited from Jetâs gusts of wind. Shimura had gotten her number. âI remember her Quirk affects bodies, but didnât they revert within the day or whatever?â
Shimura stopped at the front of his desk and slapped her gloved palms on the surface. âThatâs the thing! I asked her a while back whether or not sheâd figured out how to make the change permanent, andâwell! Youâll find this funny. For one whole lunar cycle, if you wanted to keep a male body, you had to, uh, empty the tank. So to speak.â
âThe tank,â he echoed.
âCome dry every night,â she said, and Sorahiko wanted to sink into his seat and wither away in embarrassment. He didnât even have a minute to sit with this particular statement, because then Shimura said, âAnd if you want to keep a female body, you⌠uh⌠you have to just. Be. Well. Ejaculated into? Every night?â
âIâm sorry,â Sorahiko said blankly, half his attention fixed on the task of not staring at Shimuraâs new chest, eye-catching as that bust was. âThe condition for permanence was what?â
âDonât make me repeat it,â she whined.Â
He re-worded it for her. âWho the fuck has a Sex Quirkââ
âSex Change, Sorahikoââ
âSome kind of porn trope of a Quirk with the condition that you need to be inseminated from one new moon to the next?!â he barked. He shook his head like a dog trying to shake water from its coat, except in his case, it was him trying to shake off the thought of Shimura beingâgoddamn itâfucked raw. And, if it hadnât been clear yet, bred like there was nothing more to her desired body than her uterus. His mouth twisted. âYou donât need a baby to be a woman, Shimura.â
âI know that,â Shimura said.
âCanât you transition using, I donât know, shots and gels?â
âOh, yeah, sure,â she said, âif I had the goshdarn money, partner.â She gestured at her body, drawing full attention toâeverything. If Shimura had been built before, she was stacked now. Sorahiko was rapidly coming to terms with his apparently flexible sexuality. âI didnât have an issue with how long it would take. I wouldâve waited years for the surgeries. The problem is that our medical insurance doesnât cover transitioning.â
âI know that,â Sorahiko protested. âBut surely you donât want to have unsafe sex with strangers?â
She gave him a cagey look. It was remarkably similar to her guilty one. âIt doesnât have to be with a strangerâŚâ
He jerked upright. Surelyâno. They had mutual friends, and friends who were out of each otherâs network. People who they wouldnât have to see for work in the day after a night in bed. But Shimura was circling his desk and trapping him at his seat, kneeling and holding his wrists at the arms of the chair. There was a new curve to her jawline; had she wanted it softened? Was his memory already adjusting to accommodate Shimuraâs favored form? She said, âIt needs to be nightly, Sorahiko.â
There was something like panic building in his nerves. âMe. Me? The whole time?â
âDo youânot like women?â
The crestfallen note in her voice caused Sorahikoâs panic to boil over. âWomen are great,â he said loudly, tripping over the sheer inanity of the statement. âTheyâreâtheyâre awesome. I love âem. But, uh, I donât know if you want me toâevery night?â
âI trust you,â she said plainly.Â
This, on top of everything else, lanced his anxiety and bled it clean down to his most basic instinct: to be her best friend, her partner through thick and thin, her fucking (pun not intended, shit) bulwark against the bigots of her family and society. Sorahiko swallowed his self-doubt and steeled himself. He nodded. He said, âAlright, Shimura. Youâre happy with how you look, though? No buyerâs remorse?â
She grinned. âSorahiko, I couldnât get better boobs if I tried.â
A bubble of helpless, affectionate laughter escaped him. âHa! Ha, yeah, theyâreâgeez, you look good, Shimura. Youâre happy, Iâm happy.â
âIâm happy,â she echoed, and she boosted herself to her feet by pushing her hands against his knees. Sorahiko got a glorious eyeful of her chest rising above him. âWeâll talk after work, yeah? Hash out the specifics.â
âYeah, sure. My place?â
âYouâve got the nicer bed.â
âAnd a stocked kitchen.â When Shimura scoffed and pretended to dust off her red half-skirt, Sorahiko cleared his own throat and bravely ruined the mood. Because if Shimura was going to retain her new anatomy and physiology for the future, then⌠âShould I buy you, uh, sanitary⌠pads? Tampons?â
Shimura pursed her lips. âAre you asking if you have to suffer period sex?â
âIâd do it for you,â he said honestly.
âThatâsâŚâ She bounced on her heels, and it took everything for Sorahiko to study her hair (still shoulder-length, but he knew Shimura wanted to grow it out longer) instead of the new perkiness of her assets. âThatâs really heartwarming, Sorahiko! I donât think Minamori-chan said anything about a menstrual cycle for the first month, but Iâll ask her later.â
âAlright.â
She grinned down at him. âWanna go clothes shopping with me and Chiyo-chan?â
âI have limits, Shimura.â
#bnha#nanahiko#shimura nana#gran torino#torino sorahiko#shih.txt#d-december#lemon#well. lemon-adjacent but i err on the side of caution#i am posting this in part because why the hell not#and because i feel like a trend with trans characters has been to just write lemons of them#so i thought it'd be fun to lean into it with awareness#behind the scenes detail: they found minamori at an adult film studio location. sorahiko was oblivious to this.#detail 2: sorahiko calls her shimura because she hasn't picked out 'nana' yet
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a tear rolls down my face as i see a bnha post for the first time in a while and it's all might hate
#do people not realise adult characters can have flaws and still be good people. do they#like being grown doesnt mean that you cant make mistakes or that you still dont feel the effects of things theres not a magical button thats#like oh! adult now! nothing thats happened in my life will ever effect me again#i love all might sooo much as a character and i dont see why him having flaws instantly makes him worlds worst person to some ppl#sophia.txt#bnha
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Imagine a fic where 5 times kiribaku future kid and Katsuki protect Eijiro and 1 time he protects them
(I just love when blond pomeranians appreciate their favorite ray of sunshine (and he adores them back))
P. S. Did you see rorokonaa's future versions of 1a students? I'm obsessed, it's my canonâ¤ď¸
#Bnha#Mha#bnha bakushima#bnha bakugou#kiribaku#pls write this#love child#future#adult characters#post canon#aged up characters#parents#Kiribaku parents
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