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Oh my god this is so good

I FORGOT TO POST IT HERE TOO

Hawks nsfw MDNI

Hawks using his feathers to listen to his lover masturbate. He’ll slip his feathers under the door, flying them over to his lover. His feathers are supple an sensitive, they can pick up even the smallest sounds. The breathing, the sound of the precum being rubbed, and their heartbeat.

It’s a running joke on how Mic always “bullies” emos. Like, in the scene where he and aizawa go to see ‘Kurogiri’ in prison, he said ‘who would want to take care of a gloomy little punk’ [about shigaraki] and then stopped himself as if he had a thought. Yeah, Aizawa was a ‘gloomy little punk’ Shirakumo made friends with in HS and looked after.

Perhaps Mic is frustrated with the fact that Aizawa was always there, brooding, while he and Shirakumo were rays of sunshine. Maybe he was insecure that Shirakumo may have liked Aizawa more. Idk I feel there’s probably some feelings there that haven’t been discussed. Mic often hides his ‘Emo’ (lol) behind his sunshine, Loud-mouth personality.

I’m so sick of people saying aizawa would be super dominant in bed and he’s handcuffs. Girl that man has never seen pussy in his life. He’s a virgin I will die on this hill. He’s so awkward, too. Yall forget to look at him. Do you see that man?

He’s so awkward with emotions he can’t help but rub the back of his neck.

He’s a virgin.

But yes I understand people can write him as being dominant and shit. I’ve done that too lol but in our hearts we need to know he’s a virgin.

His legs Crossed MMMMMMM his butt ighhhh

Inkubus Dabi

This is all @isabeauwolf's fault! She pushed me to do this yesterday! 🤪

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He’s got one cheek on that rock. I love how Ultra Rumble artists draw him. He’s just so.. ARGHHHH. It doesn’t look like his face changed a lot from when he had blue hair to now like how some art of him does.

(,: I’m imagining Hokuto in this scenario

Like You

pairing: dad!Dabi/Touya Todoroki x fem!reader

word count: 0.6k

warnings: you have a son together, reader referred to as mommy, Touya has feelings

notes: just a sappy little idea I had. I live for this man as a father <3 best dad, hands down. and as always, he deserves the world.

You and Touya are enjoying a peaceful afternoon on the couch, cuddled up together while watching some tv in silence for once. Your little boy is being so good right now, just quietly coloring by himself in the other room.

But then it gets a little bit too quiet, so you get up to investigate, just to make sure that he isn’t getting into anything he shouldn’t be. Lo and behold, your suspicions were correct. You find him absolutely covered in purple marker.

It’s everywhere. His arms, his neck, his face. All on his cheeks and just beneath his oceanic eyes. He’d even taken his shirt off to color in part of his chest.

“What—,” you blink, laughing and shaking your head as you walk closer to him. “Honey, what are you doing?”

You reach out to take the marker from him, but he grips it tighter and takes a step back.

“No, I’m not done yet!” He pouts, looking down at his belly to put the purple ink to his skin again.

“Not done with what? I think you’ve done enough, sweetheart. C’mere, lemme see that, please,” you say as you hold out your hand.

Touya’s sitting on the couch waiting for you to return, though his parental senses are tingling. He’s about to get up and come to check on the both of you when he hears your laughter.

“Hey, what’s so funny in there?” He calls playfully as he gets up anyway to wander down the hall, curious as to what’s going on.

He leans against the entrance to the playroom and his eyes pop open wide when he sees the mess that’s made it’s way all over your son and his tiny little activity table.

“Tell Daddy what you’re doing, baby,” you instruct the small boy with a fond smile on your lips.

“I wanted to look cool like you!” He proclaims, the most pure smile propping up his chubby cheeks.

Touya’s heart clenches in his chest so tight that he actually clutches it, wearing the same expression you’d had on just moments ago, positively endeared by your son’s ingenious idea.

He’s always thought that he looks disgusting, even with the countless amount of times you’ve insisted otherwise. It isn’t until this moment that he starts to believe that maybe you’re not entirely wrong after all, but he’s mostly just relieved that his own child doesn’t find him repulsive and touched that he actually wants to emulate him. It’s the only time in his life he’s actually felt more like a hero than a villain.

“I’m missing the shiny parts though,” your son announces, wearing a pout that’s identical to his fathers, though Touya would deny that he’s ever pouted in his life.

“Well, I think we have some staples,” Touya says casually as he looks over his shoulder.

“Absolutely not.” You shake your head, laughing. “This is good enough. You did such a good job, baby.”

“Aw, c’mon, we can use that shit that you use to put your eyelashes on or whatever. That’s safe, right?” Touya jokes as he strolls further into the room.

You roll your eyes, though you can’t help the amused smile on your lips.

“Language. And no staples. Maybe we can find some tinsel or something though,” you concede. “And some body safe paint.”

“See, that’s why it’s a good thing we have Mommy,” Touya says as he moves to sit on the floor, ruffling the tot’s white hair. “You did do a great job, buddy. C’mere.”

He extends his long arms and pulls the tike into a hug, just in time to spare him from seeing the single crimson tear slipping from his seam, though you catch it. You reach out to gently swipe it away with your thumb before you join in on their embrace, pressing a kiss to your husband’s face and then your son’s.

Two versions cuz I liked both background and transparent. 😗 I’ve been thinking way too much about this mans schlong

AND DKNT LOOK ST YHE OVER-COLORED LONES OKKKK

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His hands are so dainty and look soft I need them on my c