Even in winter Hokuto loves cold drinks. He’s always extra warm from the constant use of his flames!
Everyone making jokes like ‘oh dabi would prob taste like a burnt marshmallow’
Like, no. Honey, he would taste like decaying flesh and the black plague. You can still slurp that shit up though. We’ve all eaten school lunch at some point. Food is food. About to be like a nyc rat I’ll be so fed by the time I’m done w him.
Aizawa is def into hair pulling. But not usually from the end of the hair. He’ll run his fingers through the hair, finding the perfect fistful close to the scalp to snatch up.
Reminds me of this
I take my hyperfixation so seriously, like it’s not even funny someone get him away from me before I explode
LOOK AT HOW HES STANDING im going to cry pleasee look at him
This is amazing 😭🩵
I think changing my base/pose references completely shattered whatever kind of art block i had towards dabi
For the record i started using pictures of figure skaters especially yuzuru hanyu
I just look at them like the Drama the Feeling the Pasion
That's definitely Dabi
Ref for this drawing :)
About to curse the internet with a ‘nomu’ that’s more of a real human but I’m deciding if I should go the non sexual route or not HMMMM it’ll change the factors of the story
NSFW - MDNI
I feel like cuddling shigaraki would be very pleasant, but unpleasant at the same time. Cuddling in his room on his bed.. he’s def a bit sweaty and stinky from gaming and not taking care of himself for the day.. he’s super warm and wearing cotton clothes that soak the sweat. His dick is soft but still can be seen/felt through his clothes.. ughhhhh
Touya w his bird comments to hawks and shoto w his mutt comment lol
Eating this like a dog that found a bag of chips
I forgot to post here commission with dabi
I think Aizawa is a really awkward guy, but since he’s quiet and able to speak concisely it’s easy to miss.
Ik damn well light was pissing himself in the back of that car. His yell came from the soul. Can’t make that noise unless you’re scared shitless