Dragon Dabi

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(Roleplay starter. If interested please contact me through discord: LynnLie#2857 or Instagram: lynnlieart)
          
          The heavens, earth, and hell were all different dimensions in the universe, heaven and hell being enemy dimensions. As one would expect, heaven is where God and the angels reside, Earth is the humans, and Hell is where Satan and the demons stay. However there comes a time in an angel’s life where they have to go through a week long trial where they have to stay a week within one of the dimensions without sinning to show their devotion to God. Depending on the tank of the angel will decide which one they go to. The higher ones such as archangels or angel warriors go to Hell whereas the lower class ones go to Earth. But if you were going for a higher class then you automatically go to Hell. That was what this one angel, by the name of Izuku Midoriya, was doing. He wanted to be a warrior angel so he could save others in need. Right now, he was currently in Hell leaning against the tree that used to be known as the Tree of Good and Evil since it was the most holy thing here. It was dead though, obviously since it didn’t have anything down here to sustain its life force. He had already been tempted by low class demons, but they were easy to brush off. See with demons, the biggest honor one could get was to make an angel fall, which would immediately bring up their rank from low class to either high class or right up there next to Satan. Only a few have ever done it.

Okay I hate in roleplays when someone just constantly timeskips everything like you just start the roleplay and then suddenly they’re like “let’s skip to where they like each other” then after like a few messages “let’s skip to where one is pregnant” and then like a few more messages “Let’s skip time where they’re giving birth” and that’s how it keeps on going and it just gets boring

SAMANTHA?

I am having a really hard time now guys. I’m sorry. My dad just decided to leave because he can’t please my mom and it’s been going on for years now and he can’t take it anymore. So I’m sorry if I don’t respond to roleplays very much.

I’m going to make a book for my roleplayers to comment in because my PMs are still not working.

Sorry for my roleplayers on here, but my inbox is screwing up and won’t let me reply, so if you are a roleplayer with me, you can contact me through
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(Omega! Auctioned! Werewolf! Izuku Midoriya roleplay starter)
          
          The bright light shone in the poor werewolf’s face causing him to wince. He was so used to the dark that this was unbearable. He wanted to cover his eyes from the light but the chains prevented him from doing so. Not only was that bothersome, but he had no idea what was going on. It wasn’t until a man started speaking.
          “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a werewolf! One of the last of its kind! Not only that, but it’s of the omega species so it’s breedable! He’s a bit feral right now, but with a bit of training, he could be your loyal servant! He’s already been trained not to bite or scratch so he should be easily trainable. The bidding starts at $5,000,000!”
          He had to flatten his ears against his head due to how loud this man’s voice was and he was so used to the quietness. He still didn’t quite understand due to the lack of his speech over the years. However, he knew it was different and scary, and he just wanted to go back to his room.

“Ohh HaRdEr DaDdY~”

(Pregnant!Omega!Izuku Midoriya)
          
          Izuku Midoriya was an omega, but with that comes a price, and that price he is paying right now. He had gone into heat a couple months back and didn’t have suppressants with him at the time and so now he’s holding a baby. One couldn’t tell yet and he hadn’t said anything either because he didn’t want to be dropped from hero classes. Abortion was an option, but he saw that as murder and he wasn’t about to go down that path. Right now, he just kept it a secret and hoped no one would hit his stomach. Though, he was extremely fatigued now when fighting and anyone could tell. Right now he was taking a break from training and he was panting heavily, his hand going to his stomach instinctively. No one had asked him about why he was always fatigued now, but he figured they thought it was normal for someone who trained real hard