SOME OEN FUCKING SEDATE ME

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Unga bunga

Bakugou: Mom, can I have some money to hang out with my friends?

Mitsuki: What, you think I’m made of money? (rolls eyes) Well, if I must. (drops a few coins in his hand)

Bakugou: What? That’s not enough!

Mitsuki: Make it enough.

Endeavor: Whatever happened to the good old days—when kids were scared to death of their parents?

I like to think that Junko likes to dress up Shigaraki’s dogs in little outfits. She was originally a cat person and surprisingly never seen a corgi before in person.

Literally I’m picturing her going like this when Mon-Chan prances up to her in a princess outfit

His room is my room I fear

Chapter 233: Bright Future

I got my gf to start thirsting over Shigaraki too

She gets it.

I got her to truly get it.

I didn’t think I would get this far

RP Starter somewhat oneshot featuring @yumikoshigarakirp

Dabi had already had a rough day. He sighed softly as he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. 

He dipped in a nearby alleyway that was close to the base that was out of sight enough so he could have a ‘smoke break’. 

Then, he heard crying- familiar crying.

He stopped and stared behind the trash can curiously. 

It was his friend, moreso customer. 

He had known that she had an awful case of PTSD. He was one of the only ones to know about her past actions and what she did. She stopped and looked up at him, it appeared she was chewing on her own hand. 

She quickly hid her hand in her pocket just to hide it. 

“Junko-chan.. What the hell was that?”

No response, just staring. 

He pointed to his own ears, which prompted Junko to turn on her hearing aids. 

“What..” She spat. 

“What were you doing just now, with your hand?” He asked. 

“Nothing! Bore off!” She said, obviously not in the right state of mind. 

He glared, and then suddenly he grabbed the back of her neck. 

“You better be lucky you’re like a little sister to me.” He then started to drag her like a cat at the back of her own jacket. 

“Where are you taking me?” She whimpered, saying through sobs. 

“Just to meet some friends of my own.” Dabi responded. 

He then made it to the bar, knocking, staring at the little peephole in the doorframe. He then got on his phone and texted Yumiko. 

‘Hey. I’m at the door. Brought a friend.’

“This is humiliating”. She covered her face. “Just let me have a fucking breakdown in peace.” 

He sighed, slightly crouching to her level. 

“If I let you do that you were gonna chew your hand off. And I need you to get me food in exchange for my fucking weed. Besides, I like your cooking.” He then held the back of her jacket again. 

“You’re like a fucking rat, Junko-chan.” He chuckled to himself.

Tomura: *Wearing his compression shirt* What in the world are you so googly eyed for?

Junko: 나는 당신의 가슴을 응시하고 있습니다

Tomura: You better be lucky I don’t even know a single word of Korean but I love you anyways.

Hey chat. Serious post fo today.

I am currently fixing to make arrangements for an appointment to get screened for cancer due to a bad report of an abnormality in my ovaries. It runs in my family which is why I, as of right now, am fucking terrified.

I recently got wrongfully fired from my job. And I, again, as of right now, and broke as fuck and am trying to find the right lawyer.

Even a fucking dollar would help and will go towards gas money for appointments if the worse comes to worse.

If you can’t donate, please spread the word.

Thank you :’)