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SO!

a couple updates.

update 1: I don’t go by Axel anymore! the name started to make me feel shitty and the more i was called it, the worse i was starting to feel, so after a bit of searching and deciding, i go by Caleb now! Caleb/Cay are what I’m okay with being called now, no longer Axel.

update 2: with everything going on in the manga rn, i do not have the emotional bones to rp canon atm, thus i’m going to try to be active on @angelicdoctor instead for a bit until i feel okay rping a canon muse again.

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Alright folks I am. Not in a good headspace lately and so I'm going to take a bit of a break from tumblr for a little bit. It won't be too long, but every time I log on, I feel worse, so I'mma stay away until I feel better. If you want to talk to me or rp with me on discord, just message me and I'll send you my thingamajig (the discord name and # thing I don't remember what it's called im very tired)

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Practicing side profiles wit some erasercloud! I image it’s sort of like the “hes so close” bit that uraraka and deku do

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Ugh. Here comes the rain... Again.

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Please, Horikoshi, even if he stays all foggy… Give us the three idiots back.

don’t repost or i’ll steal your teeth :)

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nothing of note has happened in bnha recently and everyone is fine and happy and not reliving the tragic loss of a loved one that played a large part in shaping who you are today

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Shirakumo

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AU where Oboro finds Shota first.

(OBORO I LOVE YOU LET SHOUTA GIVE YOU A HUG D:)

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erasercloud commission for @ichor-and-symbiosis! 🐱⛅️

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Erasermic - Day: 7 (Soft/quiet)

sometimes mic doesn’t have his hearing aids in, but it’s ok because aizawa is always willing to repeat himself

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Them boys…. they nap!

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Graduation 🎓

sorry i haven’t posted art in a while, i’m hella lazy atm. also thank you sm for 1.2k followers what the heck 😭💙

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“ You are alive! “

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@fatgumtm​​ said: [ RELEASE ]

somewhat suggestive sentence starters || Accepting

[ release ] for your muse to beg my muse to let them orgasm

He can’t stop the way his lips quirk into a small smirk at the sound of Taishiro’s begging, golden hues glued to him from where he knelt between his legs. He doesn’t even remember how they’d gotten here, though he certainly wasn’t going to complain, not when he had the other man looking at him like that, begging him to let him cum.

“ What’s that, Tai? You have to be louder for me, ” Shouta murmurs, hands slowly stroking the length of his cock. He was so big and it was thrilling, the need to be filled by him thrumming through his veins, and yet he waited. Now wasn’t his time to be pleasured, not, he wanted to tease the other man until he couldn’t handle it anymore, couldn’t hold back his release.

Smirk growing, he ducks his head down to take the head into his mouth, hands continuing to work what wasn’t in his mouth as his tongue lightly teased the tip, slowly coaxing more of him into his mouth until he couldn’t fit him in any longer. Looking up at him from behind his lashes, he hums around his cock and swallows, beginning to bob his head a few times. He teasing him, waiting until he was so close, only to pull off once more, soft pants falling from his lips.

“ So cute when you’re like this, Taishiro, ” he hums, hands pausing in their movements for just a moment.

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pervenic·:

Oboro blinked at the words spoken to him, propping his head up from where they laid on the bed.

It had been a while since he came out of Tartarus, from Kurogiri. A while since he and Shouta talked about feelings they’ve had for years, and now they were living together. Oboro could have sworn it was a dream come true.

He had to admit, he did have thought about Shouta, ones that made him flush in the face and internally smack himself for thinking so lewdly about his boyfriend, but it happened. Now Shouta wanted him, and he knew exactly what the context meant. He gave a little cheeky grin, pulling him by his waist just a tad closer to his body. “You want that, huh? I’ll admit, I’ve thought about it, lucky you~”

He hadn’t actually meant to let the words slip. He’s been staring at the man in bed next to him, tired golden hues staring at him as they lay there, his thoughts running fast. 

Ever since the other had returned, ever since they’d sat on that couch together, allowed themselves to be vulnerable for just a moment, such gentle words muttered between them, things had been different. Adoring words uttered between them became frequent, gentle touches shared, it became something he craved more of. He couldn’t get enough of Oboro, couldn’t get enough of his touch, enough of his smile, of his voice.

Then...they’d just been laying together and his mind decided to go rampant. He’d allowed his eyes to wander, trailing down the figure of Oboro beneath the blankets, taking in his appearance and wondering. What did he look like beneath his clothes? How much has he changed? Would he let Shouta touch him? Show him how much he loved him in more ways than just verbally? He’s speaking before he can stop himself, “ I want you. I want to feel you. ”

Perverted.

And then he grabs Shouta’s waist, pulls him closer, and he can stop the sharp intake of his breath at his words. He wanted him, too? Really? Swallowing thickly, he raises his own hands to grip the front of his boyfriend’s shirt, eyes flickering down to his chest. “ I do...though now you’ve got me curious. What have you thought about doing with me? ” Golden hues flicker back towards his face and he can’t stop the slight smirk that quirks his lips upwards.

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I wanted to draw some more hurt comfort & shinsou, so here we have it!

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@sinn-d​ said: [ strip ] -Satsuka (sips)

somewhat suggestive sentence starters || Accepting

[ strip ] for your muse to hastily take off my muse’s clothes

A low, breathless chuckle rumbles from the taller man’s chest at the feeling of her eager hands tugging at his clothes, hands raising to assist her in the removal of his suit. He’d needed to dress up nice for a press conference and when he had seen Satsuka in the crowd, staring at him as he spoke, he couldn’t help but smirk slightly. He knew what being in a suit did to her and so when the conference ends, he makes sure to send her a brief wink before heading to her office.

Now they’re here, him leaning against her desk with a smirk as her hands undo his tie, watching the article of clothing drop to the floor as her attention moves to his button-up.

“ So eager, Suka, look at you, ” he murmurs, a slight purr to his voice as his own hands work on undoing his belt, sliding it off slowly.