shiguang fluff week: food
the return of the bowl of the male dormitory
i'll live my life by chasing you
my human heart in hand
Dabi, Toga and Shigaraki.... 💔
dew’s binder accidentally winds up in aurora’s load of laundry and she doesn’t know what it is at first, but damn if she doesn’t love free clothes. she wiggles into it thinking it’s one of cirrus’ cute lil tank tops but fuck it’s so tight. it barely fits her, she couldn’t imagine cirrus wearing it. when she finally gets it on she’s a little sweaty and a lot worried about how she’ll get it off but then she catches herself in the mirror. she smooths her hands down her chest. so flat. she turns to the side. her chest isn’t exactly big but this, this is totally different from how she normally looks. she wonders what it would look like with something over it. she pulls a shirt out of the basket of dryer fresh clothes. another of dew’s garments. she spots a pair of his little black calvin’s and- ok this is just dew’s laundry, oops. she puts it on anyway and wow. she looks like dew. like phantom. like mountain. sharp. angular. flat. she gets a funny buzzing feeling in her chest. could just be the compression, but she feels it everywhere, heartbeat loud in her ears as she takes stock of her reflection. she arrives at dew’s door later that day once she’s worked up the courage, bringing the laundry basket and a lot of questions.
Adding this to my list of things to color one day lol but until then here’s a trio of slimy long boys
Dabi and Hawks definitely explored each other's bodies
some dmmd stuff
(aoba koujaku noiz you three please stick together)
i don’t want a ROMANTIC PARTNER. i want a DEAR FRIEND i can use as a HUMAN WEIGHTED BLANKET
May triumph always be yours, Mydeimos.
Mary Goore singing lovingly to you a tale about rotting corpses.