Soooooooooo
Could someone give me a little incite to a situation?
My husband, in the last few months, has really gotten me into My Hero Academia……and now it’s got me simping for some of those teachers. (Kind of like the way we do Gojo)
I’ve heard some horror stories about the fandom. I’ve heard some things about convention goers.
And listen, I know flat out that I shouldn’t worry about what other people think and just like what I want to like, but I really want to know how people feel about it.
I just don’t want to be embarrassed to share anything or talk about it.
Could someone shed some light on this for me?
If I’ve dug my own grave or even lose what few followers, I have I’ll just have to bare the consequences. I just need to know where we all stand on the subject of MHA?
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Hypothetically speaking, how does one deal with a person who corroded with definitely not stolen Judgement bird ego?
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For head's sake- How did you manage to get corroded!? There's a REASON we restrict the use of Alpeh and Waw class suits! Ugh- Okay. Listen up.
It's a long list and if you OVERLOOKED the warnings for both Waw and Aleph suits, then maybe you'll struggle with this!!!
First, you'll have to figure out ways to mitigate the side effects of being corroded. They're STUCK like that now. Unless you want to kill them you're NOT getting that suit back.
If the Last Unicorn is still around, use them to undo their corrosion. If not? Suffer. There's no easy cure to the whole corrosion thing.
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no bc just imagine how sexually frustrated miguel would be after chasing you around like cat and mouse… the breeding has entered the chat
cw. nsfw, afab!reader, breeding kink, creampies, hair pulling, degradation, overstimulation, a bit of manhandling, improper use of webs *not proofread, just pure horny
[I want him so bad why can't he be real 😔😔😔]
MINORS DNI!!
he's getting tired of this, but your pretty eyes and soft lips draw in him each time he swore that he wouldn't fall for your games. as tired as he is, he always lets you get away with it.
letting you get away with it a little too easily. though now he's stopped his chasing, trying to keep himself occupied to stop himself from playing into your games. he can feel your eyes on him, burning into his back as he continues working through anomaly reports.
as you tried to sneak up on him, you felt something spread across your chest, wrapping around your arms. with a sharp tug, miguel pulled you into him. you collided with his chest, a hand holding his webs and a hand on your lower back. you struggled against the webs, only making him spread more around you.
miguel quickly tugged your mask off, a smirk playing on his lips as he saw the shock written on your face. "not so tough now, huh?" you struggled against the webs again, trying to pull yourself away from him. "don't try and run from me now, you earned this."
miguel let out a grunt, pushing you up against his desk. he pressed a heavy hand to your back, webbing your wrists together. with little to no care, his talons rip through the crotch of your spider suit. the cloth is torn to shreds on the platform. "you've been nothing but a pain in the ass,"
miguel takes in the sight of you bound in crimson webs and bent over his desk. "a real thorn in my side." you try to peer over your shoulder only for miguel to press your head down to his desk. "we're not done til I say we're done." he disengages his suit with a flash, grinding his throbbing cock through your folds.
"you're lucky I'm even letting you have my cock." he says this yet he's just as needy for you as you are for him. the back and forth, the pushing and pulling, the cat and mouse games; he loves them but sometimes all he really wants is to web you up and fuck you til your legs give out.
and that is exactly what he's going to do. miguel lets his own fantasies and desires lead him, letting himself act on his impulses. miguel bottomed out in one sharp thrust, your walls convulsing and tightening around him as he fucked you. each thrust was heavier than the last, hips hips knocking you up further onto his desk.
with the hand pushing your face into his desk, he's tangling his fingers into your hair, pulling your head back as he rocked his hips into yours. you can't get words out because of how rough his pace is. miguel set a hand on your hip, using it to pull your ass back on his dick.
every thrust in and pull back forced his cock deeper, stretching your walls to accommodate his size. you're practically seeing stars shoot across your vision, mouth hanging open with each moan and cry that leaves you breathier than the last. with how easily miguel is leading you to orgasm, you know that you're not getting out of this for a while.
"only the first and you're already this fuckin' messy, huh?" the condescending tone makes your pussy flutter, as miguel tracks a finger over your pulsing clit. he rubs circles against the throbbing bud as you tumble head first into another orgasm. "m-miggy-" the words are caught in your throat, being passed by lewd cries and heavy moans.
your slick is gushing around his cock, and the wet noises of skin on skin finally make it to your ringing ears. miguel pushes your head against his desk again, grunting as he speeds through his release. it's a flood of warmth as miguel keeps his pace, groaning as much cum spills out of you. "fuck, look at you. such a messy little thing."
you can't tell up from down as miguel guides you to another orgasm. you're trying to alleviate the heavy plows of his hips by raising to your toes, but it only motivates miguel to go even harder, as if he's trying to knock the sense out of you. your eyes are blurring with tears, the stinging of the overstimulation starting to bite.
in a feeble attempt at pushing miguel away, he pins your wrists against your back. he uses it as more leverage to pull you back on his cock, letting another heavy load paint your walls white. "it's okay, take it just like that." the moans he's letting out are deep and guttural, a noise you would've missed if you weren't being drowned in his mere presence.
you're struggling against the webs again, the tingle of the overstimulation reaching new heights. miguels superhuman nature granted him increased stamina and endurance, making it easy for him to ride out his second high while you're crashing through your third. "c'mon now, is that all you got?"
you outwardly whine at his words, pushing your hips back to meet him halfway. miguel leans down, his chest to your back as he kisses up your neck. his fangs pushed against your skin, lightly grazing it with a featherlike pressure. it's as if he's teasing the idea that he could sink his teeth in. he very much could but he wants you to feel everything that he's doing to you.
he's got you trapped, and he doesn't intend on letting you go any time soon.
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it feels so weird to be active on here again, but hi. i doubt anyone even remembers me since i’ve changed my @ a few times and it’s been years since i’ve been truly active.
although i’ll only remain active if twitter really does go to shit. which ngl, really stresses me out bc that’s how i communicate with so many people :/
but!! i guess we’ll see what happens
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I noted in your first contact, you said something about mirror worlds? I'm actually rather interested in that subject. In fact, there's a surprising amount of mirror worlds involving an Ashe that I've seen. On that topic... er, this question goes out to every Ashe here, by the way. On that topic of mirror worlds, if you had the opportunity to look into them, to see the different possibilities of yourself... would you take it? Or would you rather stay as you are, for one reason or another?
Figured I should start signing just to differentiate myself from others. For reference, I'm the one who asked of the Director's thoughts on being a clone, the nature of their relationship with Lux, and the story and differences of all three of you.
Though with the veil of anonymity, I suppose it wouldn't be difficult for others to pretend to be me... Guess I'll have to rely on the kindness of others for that.
Sorry, I'm rambling, aren't I. I'll be out of your hair now.
- W
I'm... Pretty happy where I am. So I don't think I would take the chance. I doubt the... Possibilities are favorable for me. Especially if... We're the only three who are here. If there is another version of us, I can't imagine that they had a very happy life. So I'm... Happy where I am.
Some of us are happier than others. I for one want to know what possibilities there are. I... I could become like the director version, but I could also splinter off and do things differently. Lux is dead currently so... I wish things went differently. I wish he didn't have to die in the first place.
... Jeez. Knowing the basic knowledge on these two- I... I don't think i'd be happy seeing other versions of myself. My life has been. Pretty awful. And it's still pretty awful. It's either going to get worse or get better, and in the city it's a whole more likely that things get worse. It's rare to see any happy endings... The Director might be the only one with a remotely happy ending.
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