#(posts it anyways)

[meltedstickofbutter]

These sketches are genuinely so ass I gotta fix them but my lazy ass probably won’t so we ball

Some ideas for Markrex week day 2 and 3, might go with them might change them idk

[halimaidmf]

inventing a new trotsky informed plural ideology known as permanent pluralution. every day you fail to crack someone's plural egg you have to split off your own new headmate

[spasdoodles]

I cant exactly decide if im sorry for making this or not. :’]

[shigarakislaughter]

wrapping tomura in a blanket and getting him all comfy and giving him kisses and loving on him and making sure he knows he's valued and loved and he's important and he's special

this uh. went in a slightly less wholesome direction. reader is afab, if that's ok!! slightly... suggestive. idk

"You look like a mountain," you laughed, pulling a few loose strands of Tomura's white hair from under the blanket, currently wrapped around the top his head, falling loosely around his sides.

He sat still, his legs criss-crossed as you tucked the blanket into him, across the length of his chest and over his legs. He grinned, as he usually did when he had something awful to say. "I look like a clit."

Your eyes narrowed in fake annoyance. He wasn't allowed to know that you secretly found him funny—his head would get too big. Your hands came up to cup his cheeks, thumbs rubbing circles into his skin. "You're a pervert."

He snickered, before gently closing his eyes. "It's the human body, nothing perverted about that." His eyelashes were growing in—longer than they'd looked while he was under All For One's control. You traced over them with the pad of your thumb, thin and wispy, save for the scarred path where they wouldn't grow.

Scooting closer to him, your knees gently knocked into his as you leaned over, face inches from his. You pressed a kiss onto his scarred eyelid, then his lips, then finally the mole below his mouth, whispering a quiet "I love you," after each one. Soon you were pressing kisses all over his face, Tomura's eyes and nose scrunching as you did so.

"I get it, I love you too," he smiled, before pushing you onto your back and crawling over you, the blanket falling behind his legs. "Now can this giant clit see your clit?"

This time, you couldn't hide the laugh that flew out of your mouth. "You are a pervert!"

He grinned, sliding a hand up the front of your shirt. "I won't deny that."